Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"boom"

The old chief of the New York Police Department was awakened from his sleep by a phone call before he went to work. For the elderly, this experience is definitely not good, and the news on the phone also made him feel angry and suppressed. The live chug surged towards his head.

One night time! Just one night!

A total of 27 cases of murder and arson! Scattered in different places in New York City, it's almost as if the heinous criminals have made an appointment to act together, hell!

"Trash! Trash! They're all fucking trash!"

The old director's shout came from the office, like a thoroughly enraged old lion, roaring at the opponents who wantonly trampled on his territory, but it was useless... If roaring can solve the problem , the world has long been at peace.

Seeing that the old man's anger was about to be uncontrollable, the chief of the New York Police Department bit the bullet and planned to persuade him. He was not worried that his boss would vent his anger on him. After all, the old man would retire next month. The real worry is whether these stunned bad news will stimulate his boss to have a heart attack.

But when he stood up, he saw a woman in a black coat with a cross-headed head walking straight into the director's office. After a while, the screaming old man suddenly fell silent. At the same time, the two Black sunglasses, wearing black suits, one black and one white-skinned people walked in the police station, and the young black man raised something, adjusted it in his hand, and then whistled loudly.

When everyone turned their eyes to him, the black man smiled,

"That's right, that's it. The news last night made everyone very upset, right? Don't worry, this trouble will be resolved soon. Come on, everyone look here!"

"Shua!"

On the other side, Saber, who has been busy all night, is wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa in the living room, monitoring his booty, surrounded by a circle of people, these guys have just finished breakfast, after the necessary work is finally done , they can also relax.

"I said, is that clown really okay? And this soul crystal, can it really save the soul?"

Remy Loeb looked curiously at the crystal shining with beautiful purple light in Yuriko's hand. It was slender, like an ice pick crystal in winter, and looked very beautiful.

Faced with his question, Seber yawned,

"This thing was taken directly from Kama Taj. If it wasn't for the crazy things to do this time, Gu Yi would not have given them to me. As for the resurrection, of course, as long as the body is intact and the soul is not damaged , can be resurrected through mysterious rituals, but some of the souls of these brothers who died in battle will escape during the resurrection process, which will make their souls weak... This weakness will last until the end of their lives."

Yuriko glanced at her ignorant boyfriend, sighed, and explained,

"They won't be able to fight as fighters in the future, they will live like ordinary people with weak bodies, and their resistance to mysterious power will be weaker, but they have already died once, and they can be revived at the cost of damaging their souls, which is already excellent Something happened."

"The devil gang will keep them! We will not forget the brothers who sacrificed for us..."

Saibo knocked on the table, turned to Yuriko and said, "You take Lewis and Cooper back to Gotham as quickly as possible, Robin will go back with you, I may need to stay here for a few more days."

The crowd led away, leaving only Saibo and Sergey behind. Saibo looked around and lowered his voice.

"Didn't you find that scroll?"

Sergey shook his head with an ugly expression, "We almost dug three feet into the ground, but nothing... only found Midnight's collection and an astonishing amount of precious metals and magic materials, but not the scroll you mentioned... .He should have hidden it somewhere else."

"call..."

Saibo took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, and finally waved his hands, "Forget it, it's gone, it's not a big problem, what about Constantine? How did he escape?"

Mentioning this name, Sergey’s face became even uglier. He took out a broken chain from his arms and handed it to Saibo. There were obviously traces of flames on it. Sergey said,

"If the flame wasn't summoned by himself, then after we left last night, someone broke into the villa, but I asked the brothers who stayed behind last night and checked the surveillance, no... no one has entered here , the monitor in Constantine's room has been destroyed and cannot be read."

While talking, Sergey clenched his fists and slammed the table hard, jumping up the things placed on the table,

"This bastard is just like a mouse! He ran away if he didn't pay attention! Damn!"

Saibo's expression changed a bit, but he finally calmed down. He reached out and picked up an ancient bone dagger on the table, and said while playing with it,

"Let's just run away, it's an eventful time, let him run away for a while, when things calm down, there's plenty of time to deal with him!"

"Then Kevin..."

"I'm fussy about Kevin, don't worry..."

Seber reached out to pick up a cigar, "Konstantin is not the only one who can summon demons. Without him, would the world stop? There will always be a solution. As long as there is hope, everything will be fine. "

Sergey breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded, reached under the table and pulled out a battle ax that was completely composed of white bones, spines and some special metals, and shook it in his hand.

"Speaking of which, Midnight's collection is still very good, filling our barren warehouse of magic items in an instant...By the way, boss, at 8 o'clock this morning, all kinds of transportation leaving New York were full."

Sergey chuckled, and scratched his big bald head, "Those poor bastards are terrified!"

"snort"

The cigar in Saibo's mouth was automatically lit, he exhaled a mouthful of mellow smoke, and said disdainfully, "It's just a group of scumbags who are greedy for life and afraid of death. The leader of the beast, they are not even a threat! Clean up one last time tonight, New York is really annoying!"

"3 days later...we're going home!"

In the personal room of Karma Taj's New York sanctuary, Master Hognis, who was meditating deeply all night, felt the change of magic power outside the room. He opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the door behind him opened slightly. Strange walked in with a light breakfast, three slices of white bread, a glass of water and a plate of honey, the only luxuries being two slices of well-cooked steak, and finally a small skewer of carefully washed of grapes.

It is not rich, but it can definitely whet the appetite. This is the eating habit that Hogness has maintained for nearly 300 years and has never changed.

From this point of view, the bad-tempered old mage is actually a nostalgic person.

"Thank you, Mage Strange."

Hogness nodded politely to Strange, he reached out and picked up the tablecloth, wrapped it around his neck, picked up the knife and fork, and glanced at Strange, the meaning was obvious.

"I'm going to eat, please leave."

In the past, Strange would walk away voluntarily without the need for Mage Hognis to do this action, but today is different. The young Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment and said,

"Master Hognis, something happened in New York City last night, and I think it is necessary for me to inform you."

The old mage frowned, he waved his hand,

"Wait until I finish my breakfast."

"yes."

Strange bent slightly, turned around and left the extremely ancient decorated room, as if stepping into the modern age from the ancient Middle Ages, this visual contrast made Strange couldn't help rubbing his hands Rubbing his forehead, his magic floating cloak helped him rub his shoulders very spiritually. This magical item, said to be made by an ancient great mage, has simple intelligence, and Strange can even communicate with it.

He was sitting on a chair outside Hogness's room, waiting patiently for the old mage. What happened last night was actually not too serious, because Cyber ​​himself had become a kind of Strange with the Supreme Mage. The agreement is not clear, he came to New York with a murderous mission, and a massacre against mixed races would not make Strange feel sad.

What really made him restless was another thing.

Fifteen minutes later, Hognis, who was full of food and refreshed, followed Strange to the basement of the sanctuary, which was a permanent portal, leaning on his windy flame crystal staff. In a critical situation, the quick connection between the sanctuary and Karma Taj can be realized, but now, strange phenomena have appeared on this portal.

It is as if it has been tampered with by someone. It was originally a piece of golden rotating light, but now it has become a gray color. It is still shining, but only from the color of the light, you can feel the deep feeling. unknown.

"Based on my knowledge of space science, I have no idea why this happens to the portal that is only used in emergencies."

Strange's expression was serious, while Archmage Hognis's expression had already darkened,

"This means that the dimensions that were originally separated are changing. Children, the earth is special because it is sandwiched in the center of each dimension. If you want to go from hell to Heaven Mountain, you must pass through the earth, from the land of the dead to Asgard It's the same, so within this system, the Earth's dimension should be the most stable, but now, it has changed..."

Hognis pondered for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, a curtain of flames sealed the portal in front of him,

"It's harmless, at least it's harmless now, but it's best not to use it rashly... In the case of dimension changes, no one knows where it will teleport you... leading to the card Is Martaj's teleportation still available?"

Strange nodded.

"I just came back from Karma Taj, everything is normal, except for this portal... By the way, Mage Hognis, you probably don't know that last night, Seb sent all the mixed races in the city ..."

"I know! Kid..."

Hognis glanced at the beaming Strange, and coughed lightly, "Just because I meditate doesn't mean I'm asleep, I know everything that happened in this city last night... Cyber ​​Hawk, Cunning and ruthless, possessing tyrannical power but not getting lost, such a guy, in our time, would definitely become the best and most dangerous witcher... Do you know? Strange, I will start now I kind of like that rebellious bastard."

The old mage stroked his beard, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes,

"Master Gu Yi finally chose the most effective method. If you want me to say, she should have done it as early as 200 years ago. Her retreat was regarded as weakness by those bastard gods. This time, Seber did very well. Alright, let's kill their vigor... By the way, did you find what I asked you to look for?"

Strange nodded, followed Hogness out of the basement,

"The seven magical objects that have become active recently have all been monitored. However, last night, we discovered the eighth object. Its magic vibration frequency is very active, but it seems to be moving and it is difficult to lock."

"Oh? The eighth strange object? It's really rare... Can you confirm the identity of this strange object?"

"Uh... According to the comparison between the frequency of the magic power we observed and the "Book of Everything", it should be the legendary spear that was stained with the blood of the Son of God...Yes, it is the spear of Longinus."