Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Yes, Chief, that's the whole process."

The embarrassed black widow Natasha stood in the command room of the space carrier and told the whole process of the mission to Fury and Hill in front of her. The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"You said, there is a guy as strong as Cyber ​​with him?"

Hill's face was full of surprise: "Clark Kent? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"He's the 'ghost' of Kansas, Hill."

Natasha's face was full of exhaustion: "You have never seen him fighting. Steve's high-explosive ammunition is on him, just like hitting steel. My God, you can't imagine the kind of collapse. Sparks... That Saibo is more like a monster, at least Saibo can still bleed, and he is not a mutant at all, the mutant detector I carry with me detects that there is no fluctuation in his body."

"Then what is he?"

Fury's breathing became a little rough: "Aliens? Or some weird individuals in mythology?"

"have no idea..."

Natasha took a deep breath, she looked at Fury: "The most important thing now, isn't it to save the captain?"

"Fu..."

Fury leaned back on the chair, a trace of smoke spewed out of his mouth:

"Cyber ​​is a very dangerous person. He is violent, brutal, vicious, and vengeful, but there is only one thing, we are not as good as him... He has special treatment for real heroes, Natasha, whether it is Batman or He chose to let go of the previous Flash, even Constantine, whom he hated so much, this is a very complicated person, but I can be sure that the captain's life is not in danger with him."

"And I've got Tony to contact Cyber...it won't be long."

On the other side, in the five-star hotel in Kansas City, the awakened Mrs. Kent went to rest early because of exhaustion and the sadness of disillusioned idols, and the four men were sitting together drinking wine.

Yes, you read that right, Captain America Steve Rogers, who voluntarily became a captive, was not tied up, but was entertained with good wine and good food. I have to say that Fury’s vision is vicious. Everyone in the team disliked him, except for the captain, who really couldn't hate him.

On the one hand, he just woke up not long ago, and the shitty things in S.H.I.E.L.D. have nothing to do with him. On the other hand, even with Seber's critical eyes now, Steve Rogers can be regarded as a model of a hero.

This is not a compliment. In fact, Steve is worthy of the word hero no matter in terms of will or action.

"They put me in an alley in Brooklyn... They said to me: Hey little man, don't try to escape today, we're going to beat you all over the place!"

Holding a glass of wine, Steve was imitating the old story of Clark and Parker more than 70 years ago with a delicate curtain. His eyes were a little sleepy. He drank a glass of wine, and Parker was still a little weak, but his eyes were still wide open, anxious asked:

"So did they beat you?"

Clark also cast a curious look. This guy had never been beaten by his peers when he was a child. In fact, he didn't beat others because his parents taught him well. As a monster with adult strength at the age of 3, Clark can It is really because of his parents' good education that he developed his character today.

Captain America finished his drink and said leisurely:

"They punched me, right here."

Steve touched his cheek: "It hurts, being hit by a fist, it really hurts, but I didn't fall down, I stood up, I clenched my fists, and I shouted to them: "Come on, Come hit me, I can spend a day with you! ""

Saibo smoked a cigarette, took a sip of wine leisurely, and looked at Steve:

"Aren't you afraid they will beat you again?"

"Afraid, how could you not be afraid?"

Steve smiled and poured himself another glass of wine:

"Many people take bullying as a source of happiness, especially in our time, but I know that if I get down, I am knocked down by them, and I dare not stand up again, they will know that they can bully me , They will come to bully me next time, but if I stand up, I don’t give in, and I confront them, they will also know that I am not easy to mess with.”

After the captain said this, he didn't say any more, and Saibo added the second half of the sentence.

"In this way, the next time they see you, they will have conflicts, hesitate, and find someone better to bully... Anyway, there are a lot of softies and cowards in this world, come on, get up for that one time, drink A cup!"

The four men raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp. Steve pursed his lips and looked at Seber:

"I thought we were enemies."

"No, no, no, I never fight against heroes."

Saibo poured wine for him leisurely:

"It's very troublesome to fight against heroes. You can knock down their bodies, but you can never knock down their spirits... It's like the confrontation between you and those hooligans. Did they win? Did you lose? Look Now you, Steve, you are Captain America, the symbol of this country, the idol of all soldiers and all children, and those gangsters? Who else remembers them?"

The two experienced people toasted each other with a glass of wine, leisurely understanding their own past stories, and the little spider faced the hero he admired since he was a child, and finally asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time:

"Captain, can you tell me what made you a hero?"

This sentence stopped Clark, who was drinking heavily, and looked up at Captain America opposite him. Although he is an alien, he grew up in the United States, and his grandfather was an avid Captain America fan. It is impossible for him not to Know what the person sitting in front of you represents.

"Become a hero?"

Steve raised his glass with a smile, and he asked, "Is there a reason to be a hero? Parker, I know what you did in New York. In my opinion, you are already a hero. You protect the weak and you fight against the weak." To commit a crime and let justice be done, isn't that an act of heroism in a time of peace?"

"But it's not enough...captain."

The little spider was wearing pajamas, his face was pale, and the sequelae of being possessed by the venom were still there, but after thinking clearly, he was extremely remorseful, he rubbed his head and said:

"It's not enough... Faced with the temptation of venom, I finally couldn't help but use a more direct way to solve the problem. I broke so many people's legs, I killed so many people... I don't Knowing what I am doing, is it out of justice, or a kind of private judgment, is justice driving me, or is it driven by selfish desires to see them not pleasing to the eye... I don't know, I need a reason to let I will continue, or I can be an ordinary person with peace of mind."

He raised his head and looked at Captain America imploringly:

"I have implicated Gwen, I can't implicate more people, but I don't know how to strengthen my will, I see that suit now, I don't know how to face it, the spider at the beginning He has been defiled by me... I have caused innocent lives to be lost."

"Well, shouldn't you ask the leader of the devil gang?"

Steve turned his head and looked at Saibo: "This gentleman has such a strong will, I'm afraid there are not many in this world, right?"

"Come on, Steve...I'm not like him."

Saibo waved his hand indifferently: "He can't use my method. He is a little idiot, just like the little idiot in Central City. He always thinks that he can change the world by himself, but in fact, no one can change it. In my opinion, the justice of others has nothing to do with me, only by pursuing self-righteousness can I not get lost, and the most important thing is... I will not try to be someone who can't do it at all."

"There are good and evil in the human heart. Compared with the dead, I am more afraid of the living... I have seen too much darkness in the human heart. I never expect the world to become better, as long as it does not become worse."

Seber's sermons are always so murderous, but Steve didn't refute. He played with the wine glass in his hand, looked at Parker, and said seriously:

"I was selected as a test subject for the Super Soldier Project...I wasn't the only one, there were 30 of them, the best soldiers in the entire United States, Air Force, Navy, Marine Corps, I was the only one who wasn't even an infantryman I couldn't even run five kilometers, I was the last one in every training, but in the end they chose me... Do you want to know why?"

"Why?"

Parker and Clark asked at the same time, Steve glanced at Clark, he whispered:

"The night before the test, we were summoned, and Dr. Erskine, who presided over the test, asked us a question. He asked us: Are you here to better kill the German devils?"

When Steve said this, he looked at the two young people in front of him and asked:

"If it were you, how would you answer?"

"Well, if it were me, I'd say yes!"

Parker thought for a while and replied: "Under the circumstances at that time, all soldiers probably set foot on the battlefield for this."

Steve nodded noncommittally, and looked at Clark again:

"What's your answer?"

Clark Kent thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "No, I'm not... There is nothing to be proud of in killing people, that's not where honor lies."

"Look, he's a better hero than you, Parker."

Steve pointed to Clark and said to Parker, "He's the same answer as I was, when everyone was yelling yes, I was the only one who said, No, I don't want to kill anyone, I don't want to be a bully, I won't Kill them because of where they came from, I will only punish them for what they did..."

Steve drank a glass of wine and pointed to Parker:

"Your problem is not your strength, it's not why you set foot on this path, Parker, you don't have a standard, so the punishment executed for the sake of justice can easily turn into abuse and violence."

"That's why I identify with Batman, and I'll beat you up."

Saibo added coldly: "If you rushed to kill them from the very beginning, then don't be lenient when you kill them. If you are pure justice, then you should at least learn to be merciful, because everyone Both deserve a second chance...although in my opinion, this is bullshit!"

"Who should be killed and who can be let go, that's what really matters... And no matter when, it should be the first."

Captain America leaned back on the chair and reached out to take the cigar that Seber handed over. He looked at Parker:

"Also, if you're only going to be a hero if you're wearing that suit, then maybe you shouldn't be wearing it in the first place."

Seber stood up and poured the last bit of wine into his mouth. He looked at Parker and Clark in front of him, and he looked at the two young men:

"You shouldn't ask us what it means to be a hero, you should find it yourself... Especially you, Parker, the fact that the venom can invade your mind means that you are weak in this aspect, and more importantly, I hope You can learn a truth... Don't accept gifts from unknown sources in the future, you were almost killed by that lunatic Deadpool!"

"Now, go to sleep. Come back to Gotham with me tomorrow morning, Clark. It will take some time for your farm to be reopened. Take your mother on a trip together. Gotham will welcome you."

After the young people rested, Saber sat alone on the balcony, comfortably blowing the cold wind from Kansas, and the night was slightly cool. This kind of calm made him enjoy it, until a figure appeared.

"I said, do you have anything to say to me alone?"

Seber threw a cigar back, and was caught by the person behind him. Steve Rogers slowly walked out of the darkness. He leaned on the balcony, and the two men smoked silently until several Minutes later, the captain said:

"I heard that there is a method in the Devil's Gang that can bring people who are about to die back to this world?"

"kindness?"

Saibo narrowed his eyes, he didn't answer immediately, after a while, he nodded clearly:

"Ms. Carter is not doing well?"

The captain didn't answer, but his heavy face represented everything, Saber breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up at the sky:

"Actually, SHIELD also has such drugs. I heard that Fury and Natasha have been injecting a drug called "Infinity Formula", which can delay the aging of the human body. As Ms. Carter, it makes no sense to do it. To this drug... Or, you don't actually trust them either? Because of the Hydra inside them?"

"Your powers of observation are really sharp, Cyber...it's ironic, but I do need your help."

The captain looked at Saibo with a serious face: "What do I have to pay?"

"Soul! A pure soul..."

Seber narrowed his eyes, he looked at Steve Rogers, and he said softly: "Do you know how much the soul of God's righteous man is priced in hell? You are willing to give your most precious thing for your lover ?"

"I...I do!"

Steve gritted his teeth: "I've done enough for this country, and...and I owe her, a date, she's been waiting for 70 years...I don't want her to wait any longer .”

"very good."

Saibo flicked the cigarette ash: "Half of the soul, Captain, but it's not for me. For the sake of our good conversation, I won't charge a handling fee this time, but you have to find a way to get Ms. Carter Bringing it out from under the noses of S.H.I.E.L.D....Of course, I want to make sure that you're not going to stand against me, right? I'm not in the habit of being an enemy."