Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"15 days ago, a serial murder case occurred in Brooklyn, and 11 people died in one night."

"Nine days ago, three bastards with red hoods started robbing passers-by at night and brutally chopping off their fingers."

"Seven days ago, a group of secret church guys in Queens caused a circuit overload, and more than 32 people died in the flames."

"Four days ago, a lunatic stormed Central Park with explosives, killing 17 people and injuring 34."

"Three days ago, a group of thugs stormed a bar in Manhattan in broad daylight and committed a horrific killing. More than 45 people were killed on the spot and the bar was burned to the ground."

The chief of the New York Police Department smashed the marker pen in front of the eyes of the chief and sheriffs in front of him with an angry face, roaring like an angry lion in this empty office,

"And just yesterday, St. John's Cathedral was burned to the ground! The villa area of ​​Manhattan Bay was invaded, 7 rich men were sucked dry of blood, and more than 30 homeless people died in the underground parking lot of the East Side. The scene was like a slaughterhouse Same... so who can tell me! Is this the New York I've lived my whole life in? Is this the most f*cking place in the country?"

It is not easy to see the police chief who is over half a century old go crazy. In fact, it is very rare for the old man who is going to retire next month to suppress his anger and just swear without doing anything. That series of shocking numbers also showed from the side how bad the law and order in New York is now.

The most terrible thing is that no one can clearly remember when this terrible chaos started. It seems that the moment they woke up, the chaos had already appeared, and the most surprising thing is that apart from them, no one Man expresses fear of this confusion.

Even the civilians who have always been restless because of turmoil, this time they are living their lives peacefully, as if the terrorist incidents that appeared in their lives did not exist at all.

"This is not normal!"

The sharp eyes of the old director flashed across the faces of the chief of the branch and the police chiefs in front of him, "I have been in this business for more than 40 years, and I can tell you clearly that the current situation is not normal... I will be there next month Retire, the next director general will be selected from among you, I don't know who, but I believe that whoever it is, will not want to deal with such a difficult matter when he first came to power... So now, take care of you The best manpower, go and find out the black hand behind the scenes for me!"

His palm slapped hard on the table,

"He's already slapped us in the face. Either fight back or take off your clothes and get out! Don't forget, everyone, the big people in Washington are watching. Think about your future."

Detective Angela, who was the on-site clerk, looked at the angry chief and the motivated branch chiefs, a trace of deep sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

As someone who has glimpsed a glimpse of the truth, she understands that even if the director general sends out every policeman in his hands, there is still no way to solve all this. This is simply not a human thing.

Those massacres... It's not the kind of terrorist attack they imagined, it's just another way to maintain order, and things always get worse before they get better. They are also desperately fighting back. This is a war waged under the dark sky of New York.

In the war in the mortal world, the saddest thing is that in this war that takes place around the lives of mortals, there is no place for mortals, just like decorations in a game, which can be destroyed wantonly by both sides.

There is a warm air conditioner in the office, but Angela felt a bit of coldness for no reason. She couldn't help tightening her clothes, then took the record in her hand, and followed her branch chief out of the office. He whispered to the sub-bureau chief who was frowning,

"Mr. Albert, I think we have gone into a misunderstanding!"

"Um?"

Sub-chief Albert looked at Angela. This female police detective with light makeup is a "big shot" of the New York Eastern District Police Department. Three years is only enough for other police officers to grow from rookies. In the past three years, Angela, Killing at least 5 vicious criminals with his own hands is difficult for many veteran policemen.

If it wasn't for Angela's young age, Albert would have promoted her to the position of sheriff long ago. The professionalism of this policewoman is unquestionable. She seems to be a natural killer of crimes. keen perception.

"Tell me what you think, Angela, I'm listening."

The branch chief leaned on the back seat, while Angela was driving, thinking about her words,

"I mean, the words of the Director-General gave me inspiration just now. Why do we always investigate these cases separately? Do you think it is possible that there is actually one of these cases that we have not discovered?" The common denominator...if this statement holds true, we may find a way to really break the game! Maybe we have been ignoring this."

"so what?"

Albert scoffed at this conclusion, he is also an old policeman, he can't see a trace of connection from these bizarre and murderous cases, but as a mature superior, he did not directly veto Angela's proposal, he whispered explain,

"What are you going to do, Angela."

"I would like to consult the file of all such cases that have occurred during the last three months, Commissioner."

Angela looked at the director's expression from the rearview mirror, and she said softly, "It won't take too much time, but if you find something, it will be worth it!"

"Then do it, I will give you access to check, is it enough for you alone?"

Albert waved his hand without thinking, and Angela said in a low voice, "Enough, the police station is understaffed now, I'll take them home tonight, work overtime, and I should be able to analyze them."

"Well, let's do it."

On the other side, just after Saibo finished his breakfast, he saw a red and yellow light rushing in from the large French window, and landed firmly on the floor. It was a handsome suit of armor, which was anthropomorphic. His helmet slammed open, revealing Tony Stark's handsome face, but he was still holding a black man tied up with a rope in his hand.

"boom"

Tony threw the guy on the floor, he manipulated his beloved Mark-2 armor, sat on the sofa opposite Seber, pointed to the struggling black man and said,

"A disgusting murderer who sneaked into my block and tried to get into the school bus and hurt the kids in the wee hours of the morning and I caught me, I heard you were looking for these guys lately, so I brought him here gone."

"Well, thank you."

Saibo picked up the newspaper at hand without raising his head, read it while drinking milk, "New York is getting more and more chaotic recently, huh?"

"It's more than chaos!"

Tony chattered and began to complain,

"It's crazy. There are robbers and murderers everywhere, like seeds to be harvested in autumn. They are almost like weeds that grow wildly. They can't be caught. I went out a few nights ago. In the circle, 7 robbers were caught on Fifth Avenue alone, and they were all thrown at the gate of the Manhattan police station, but I heard that the prisons there are overcrowded."

He looked at Saber with burning eyes,

"I've never seen or even heard of a scene like this where the criminals make an appointment to make trouble together, which is obviously not normal, right?"

"Of course not! There are only three reasons for crime, either for survival, or for revenge, or for twisted pleasure, look at him!"

Saibo pointed to the guy on the ground with red eyes, who seemed to have lost his mind, and was roaring in a language that no one could understand.

"Which one do you think he is?"

Tony glanced at the guy, shook his head,

"He's nothing of the sort. He makes me feel like those bastards I saw jumping out of the dark in the sanctuary last time. So, you actually know why, right?"

Saibo didn't answer him, but stood up, walked to the black man, stretched out his hand to lift him up, and with a light tug on the rope, he broke the rope. He looked at the twisted face of the guy, his eyes The ring of fire in the flash is gone,

"Come on, look into my eyes! You stinking bastard!"

"Aww!"

The black man struggled crazily, but his eyes couldn't help looking at those eyes. The pain that burned his soul made him struggle more violently in the next moment, but the sin had already been ignited, and Seber threw him in the On the ground, the guy was rolling wildly, his face was distorted abnormally, under Tony's gaze, there seemed to be scorching flames rolling in the skin under that face, and his cheeks quickly turned into a distorted face. The devil's face returned to a human's face in an instant.

"You! You will die! Seb... the lackey of the ancient one! You will be burned in the fire of hell! Your soul will suffer in the abyss! Ten thousand years! They saw you! They will crush you You! Crush Ancient One! This world... is ours!!!"

The shrill howling sound spread throughout the hall, Seb shrugged,

"Sorry, let them come, I'm right here...waiting for them!"

Under the sudden burst of flames, that guy turned into a dry bone in pain while wailing, and flew out of the window under the blowing of the wind, and disappeared. The fire of hell annihilated its soul, and even hell returned. Not going, what a pity.

"See it?"

Saibo stretched his waist, and said to Tony, "The supreme mage issued an order half a month ago to expel the hybrids that remained in the world, and Johnny went to Europe to expel the remaining Greek gods and Ah. Sgard's eyeliner, Mordo is in South America, and Kama Taj's power is taking the initiative to attack for the first time in a thousand years. New York is the area I am in charge of. Look, even if I kill like this, S.H.I.E.L.D. , They actually participated in it, and their methods are not much weaker than mine, of course, this is just a task of hiring and being hired."

There was a look of impatience on his face,

"I'm so tired of killing these desperate bastards these days, but it seems that instead of learning to bow their heads, they have begun to retaliate against the society more and more, trying to express their dissatisfaction and threats in this way?"

There was another sneer at the corner of Saibo's mouth,

"Hehe, they think they can threaten me like this? They can restrain me with the life and death of mortals and the order of society? They are really silly and cute..."

"They never knew that they didn't have any power in their hands that could threaten me, and their resistance suddenly made me feel that the previous methods were too gentle, so now, let's get serious."

He looked back at Tony, his eyes narrowed,

"If they don't yield, we'll break their bones!"

"If they resist, we will tear their hands apart!"

"If they don't want to bow their heads, we'll cut off their heads!"

"I never believed that those evil spirits and holy spirits are much braver than humans. If they are really as fearless as they appear, then they better be prepared."

"Let me see their fearlessness. When faced with blades and bullets, I hope they can still dedicate their lives to their faith. How about it? Do you want to come together? Tony Stark."

The murderous words made Tony couldn't help but shudder, he subconsciously asked,

"What are you going to do?"

"Go clean up! Let human civilization truly occupy this city, instead of floating on the surface, and declare to the gods above the nine heavens and the demons below hell that this is the territory of humans. They want to come? Yes!"

Saber shrugged, the rings of fire burning in his eyes,

"As long as you can afford it!"