Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

In many human sci-fi works, based on the current level of technology, sci-fi writers set the time for the appearance of spaceships capable of soaring into the universe to be hundreds of years later. For most human beings, this is a very pertinent time point, but They ignore one point:

Truly top-notch technology never appears in front of ordinary people.

Just like the place where Saibo is standing now, it is suspended above the height of 10,000 meters, it does not make the slightest sound when flying, it is more than three times larger than the average aircraft carrier, and the Quin-style fighter jets are taking off and landing like sparrows in front of it. Battleship, even with Saibo's ability to accept, couldn't help rubbing his eyes when he saw the scene in front of him.

Standing beside him, Coulson spread his hands exaggeratedly, and introduced in a proud tone:

"The Huberian-class space carrier has a maximum load capacity of 23,740 people, can supply 520 Quin-type fighters to take off and land at the same time, and has a maximum flight speed of Mach 1.75. It is equipped with multiple defensive air combat and ground firepower projection systems. The firepower projected at one time can It is easy to destroy a city, and when necessary, a short-distance space jump can be achieved.”

"If there is a real God of War in this world..."

Coulson tapped the steel deck with his feet, looked at Saibo, and said softly, "Then it's here."

Saibo's eyes widened, and he has been roaming in the real world for a long time. He has seen too many things beyond the rules. He talked and laughed happily with the supreme mage. Having killed the gods, there is still a large amount of ancient dragon blood in his warehouse. He originally thought that there were not many things in this world that could surprise him.

But now, he still couldn't accept the appearance of this behemoth in front of him.

"Are you kidding me... With the current technology, can you create such a foul guy?"

He turned to look at Coulson, who shrugged:

"Well, you are right. When this spaceship was built, it borrowed some alien technology from the M.I.B collection, but that's okay. It belongs to us now, doesn't it?"

Saibo pursed his lips. On the list of enemies in his heart, the position of S.H.I.E.L.D. What Ersen said just now and those vague threats were not just empty words.

Once the war with S.H.I.E.L.D. begins, this kind of big guy just needs to find the right opportunity to strike, and his devil gang may be wiped out in an instant.

But Cyber ​​also understands that this must be SHIELD's biggest hole card, and Coulson can expose it to Cyber ​​without hesitation. This is a strategic deterrent, but the meaning it expresses is quite different. Subtle, it seems that this level 8 agent really intends to maintain a peace that is not hostile with the Devil Gang.

He followed Coulson in the aisle full of futuristic technology styles, and his mind was full of one question:

How many ships like this does S.H.I.E.L.D. have?

If there is only one, it's okay to say that it may not be impossible to solve it under full force, but if there are more...

"Agent Coulson, I don't remember giving these strangers access!"

The metal automatic door in front of me opened to both sides, and a tall figure appeared in the vision of the two of them. She was wearing a special captain's uniform and stood above the control console. Seven blue floating screens spread all over the place. In the space in front of her, she said without turning her head:

"Is it really okay to just let them walk around here like this?"

She turned around, her arms crossed her shoulders, her figure was slender and pretty, her short black hair was well-trimmed, her rare gray eyes exuded a solemn and cold aura, and she looked at Cyber ​​Hawk , after a few seconds, she spoke:

"You are Cyber ​​Hawk? The boss of the Devil Gang? It doesn't look as barbaric as you imagined."

Saber turned his head and looked at Coulson:

"Who is this chick who doesn't look easy to mess with?"

The level 8 agent was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and introduced:

"Maria Hill, a non-level agent, is also the captain and commander of the space carrier, and the support commander for this combat operation."

"So with a lady, can't you learn to be more gentlemanly?"

Agent Hill's gray eyes make people feel very cold at first glance. In fact, it is said that this mysterious non-level agent was born in a cold weather with a temperature of minus 46°. Her image inside S.H.I.E.L.D. Almost indistinguishable from this deadly temperature.

She looked away from Saibo, and with a wave of her left hand, a floating screen shifted to her hand. It was Catherine and her group walking around inside the spaceship as if they had discovered a new continent.

"In another 5 minutes, they will enter the energy zone of the spaceship. That restricted area is filled with high-radiation energy...I think you will help me restrain them, right?"

Hill glanced at Seber, who nodded, and left the command room under the leadership of a staff member. When only Hill and Coulson were left, the indifference on Hill's face eased slightly. , she glanced at Coulson and asked softly:

"How is he feeling?"

"A palpable sense of surprise and alarm."

Coulson replied: "This may calm him and his restless subordinates for a while, but Saibo is a complicated person, seemingly reckless, but in fact he is very organized. How long can deterrence last, so we still need to work on another aspect, by the way, is Professor Charles settled?"

Agent Hill nodded, and she looked at the floating screen next to her, where a Quinjet fighter just took off:

"He's going to be sent into the delta wing building, and if Fury moves fast enough, he might still be able to catch up with the war in California, the mutants... whether they win or lose this time, they're in big trouble."

On the other side, Saibo came to their rest area with the little devil gang and other fighters who were sent to the spaceship, and sent the others to rest. Several leaders sat together and talked about the current situation, and of course more It's about the ship itself that pops up.

"It's hard to say where they found the black technology..."

Alvin first walked around the meeting room, but after finding no monitoring equipment, he sat on a chair, scratched his hair and said:

"Even as far as I can see, the technology of this ship is at least 200 years ahead of this era. It's almost like a modern army has rushed into a primitive tribe. We can only hold spears to fight against their assault rifles."

"So I'm more concerned, is there anything we can do to contain it?"

Saibo rubbed his chin and said with a serious expression: "Even if it's just for self-protection, we should find a way... Is an internal breakthrough feasible?"

Santals replied in a low voice:

"I passed 7 automatic doors just now, and each channel has at least 5 monitoring devices. Unless you can directly attack the energy zone, you may be discovered in the first time of infiltration. There are at least 20,000 people on this ship, even if they are human Sea tactics will also be very difficult to fight."

"And I don't believe that there are no special counterforces on this ship!"

Alvin, the top student, took the conversation and continued: "Once you are entangled, the ending will be very bad. However, the energy dissipated in the energy zone makes people scared at a glance. Except for mutants like you, the boss, we are afraid If you go in directly, you will be suppressed by the energy."

"Or we could use extra-regular powers!"

Catherine curiously touched the metal chair under her body that was integrated with the deck, and she whispered, "It's like the annihilation power of Grey Jean, it should be able to penetrate directly through the deck of this ship, or more directly, if there is an ancient With the strength of a big sister, this kind of boat can be regarded as a big toy."

"Magneto's magnetic force also poses a great threat to this ship!"

Alvin took off his glasses and rubbed his eye sockets: "But since S.H.I.E.L.D. dared to drive this ship to find trouble with the Brotherhood, it means that they already have a way to restrain Magneto's magnetic force. My feeling is: It shouldn't have happened at all... This is too out of the norm!"

Just as Saibo was about to speak, the door of the meeting room suddenly opened, and a frivolous voice came in:

"Hi, my friend Seber...and the lovely little girl Catherine, why didn't you tell me when you came?"

Tony Stark, wearing a gray suit and turtleneck sweater, walked into the meeting room with two bottles of wine. He looked at the people in front of him, and put the wine in his hand on the table:

"Kids, can you give me and Seb some privacy?"

Saibo frowned and looked at Tony in front of him. He instinctively felt that Tony's current state was not right. He waved his hand, and the other children obediently left the meeting room, leaving only him and Tony.

Tony leaned back on the seat very lazily, stretched out his hand and took out two cigars, and threw one to Sable, who took it in his hand, did not light it immediately, but asked:

"What's wrong with you? I feel your vitality, it's not normal!"

"nothing!"

Tony tilted his head: "It's just a little trouble."

"do not move!"

Seber suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on Tony's neck, pulled his turtleneck sweater down, and then saw the blue veins bursting on his neck, which was different from the embarrassment of ordinary people when they are emotional , this vein does not look normal.

"Are you poisoned?"

Saibo lowered his voice: "Who injected the poison?"

Tony's expression collapsed, and he pointed to the round energy source shining on his chest under the sweater: "I told you, this thing relies on the function of the palladium element, right?"

"Um"

Saibo nodded, and Tony showed a wry smile: "But I didn't tell you that the palladium element is fatal to the human body. Even just touching it will cause element poisoning. The most terrible thing is that modern medicine can't solve this problem at all. What's more, I put this thing in my body... I'm dying, Cyber."

Tony Stark looked up at Seber, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

"I'm dying."

"So you came to me to pour out your inner sorrow?"

Saibo snorted, flicked his left hand, a palm-sized soul crystal and a roll of parchment appeared in his palm, he threw this thing to Tony:

"The summoning circle in your garage should still work, go back tonight and crush it on it, wear your armor and beat up the demon, then sign a contract with it, I promise you can live another 50 years ...least."

"No... not everyone wants to survive this way."

Tony put the thing in his hand on the table and pushed it back to Sable. There was fear of death in his eyes, but Sable unexpectedly found a trace of relief. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down :

"If I'm destined to die, I still hope to die as a human being, and then find a bunch of big-ass chicks to dance, dance and sing at my funeral, so that I won't be so lonely when I go."

After saying this, the atmosphere between the two people was a little stagnant. Tony took a puff of cigarette and said again:

"Well, I came to you because I had something else to say... You've seen those war suits that look exactly like Stan's, haven't you?"

"Well, they seem to be mass-produced."

Saibo also poured himself a glass of wine, frowned and said, "I'm curious, what kind of energy is the Ten Rings Gang using to drive that kind of mecha, I didn't see the energy source from their pilot."

"Here's what I'm going to say..."

Tony Stark's eyes sparkled at this moment, he looked around, lowered his voice: "I caught a live pilot a few days ago, I studied him, guess what I found what?"

"Um?"

Saber was also interested, he turned sideways, and heard Tony say: "You still remember the scene where the pilot blew himself up, right? A special thing was implanted in their bodies, more like A kind of virus, that thing continuously supplies them with terrifying energy, and they use that energy to control the mecha, so the driver itself is actually the energy source of the mecha."

Tony pursed his lips, and after the smoke filled his eyes, his eyes sparkled:

"Most importantly, I found that the pilots who were implanted with the virus gained unimaginable super self-healing power... Guess what I think?"

"Is your illness cured?"

Saibo snorted: "You don't want to contract a demon, but you are willing to implant a virus. You are really an elusive guy."

"Anyway, I need your help, Cyber!"

Tony smiled: "I'm collecting information about the Ten Rings now. After I find their base, I need you to rush in with me and grab that virus... that's my best choice right now." .”

"Okay! Find me then!"

Saibo waved his hand: "You'd better hurry up, your illness can't be delayed any longer."

Tony Stark nodded. He stood up and straightened his clothes. When he was leaving, he suddenly lowered his voice, and it reached Seber's ears:

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is forming the Avengers. I'm a special advisor. Be careful. They have many targets, including your name... Also, don't worry about this ship, they only have this one now, and don't be fooled by it." Shocked, the ship's weapon system...was designed by me."