Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"That Miss Tate stayed in the dock area all afternoon today and took dozens of photos."

May reported softly: "She didn't go to any sensitive areas, just wandered around a few piers, looking like the most ordinary photographer."

"But that's the problem, isn't it?"

Wearing a fighting suit, Saibo, who was madly hitting the heavy sandbag in front of him, snorted, and hit the center of the sandbag with a punch. The sandbag that was hit hard burst open a big hole from the other side, and Xisha sprayed out from it. .

He moved his ten fingers, picked up a bottle of water from his hand, took a sip, and said softly:

"There are 7 secret areas in the dock area, which are divided irregularly and are all under internal martial law. A lady who came to the Gotham dock area for the first time and was very interested in the place perfectly bypassed the 7 locations. Do you think it is normal? "

"She has a secret!"

Saibo put down the water bottle and looked back at Mei: "Do you need me to send some people to protect you?"

Hearing this, Mei's face turned ugly. She pushed her camouflage glasses and said in a deep voice, "Do you think I can't protect myself?"

"You think you can, but honestly, I don't think you can."

Saibo took out a cigarette from the table, went to the balcony, sat on the chair, and said without looking back: "I can understand that you don't want to accept the contract, but at least the Extremis virus strengthens you should accept it, I don't want to see it." It's going to be hard on the day some jerk catches you and pushes me to do something I don't like."

This was very straightforward, and Mei was silent for a moment, then said softly:

"I won't be your burden."

"well."

Saibo's figure disappeared on the chair, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind Mei. He wrapped his hands around Mei's slender waist from behind, and whispered in her ear:

"No one says you are a burden, I am complete without you."

Here, Seber and Meme are enjoying their time together sweetly, but in the same city, some conspiracies that can only be carried out in the dark are still going on, and like a snowball, they are getting bigger and bigger, and eventually they will Submerge the whole city in it.

"cough cough"

A light cough came from the darkness, breaking the silence of the dark room, and a very magnetic voice sounded from the corner:

"It's the sewer again... I really don't understand why you like this place so much, are you a bunch of rats?"

"The sewer is quiet enough, the place is spacious, and most importantly, nothing will be noticed here."

The sound of urgency sounded from the other side. This voice was so recognizable that people would never forget it. Under the gray light above everyone's heads, Bain's iconic big bald head appeared beside the round table. He looked at the corner where he spoke sarcastically just now, and whispered:

"If you don't like this place, Mr. Earl Craven, you can go to the sunshine in downtown Gotham and yell loudly that you want to kill Saber Hawk, and see if you can survive the siege of the demon fighters of the Devil Gang Hold on for even 3 minutes..."

"What do you mean? Bane!"

That voice was a little embarrassed by this wave of sarcasm, and his voice became harsh: "Are you humiliating the great blood nobles?"

"No, no, no, I have good intentions towards the vampires, but it's you I'm humiliating! Kraven!"

Bain's business has also increased by three degrees. He called names without fear and said: "You people in Gotham were slaughtered like dogs by Cyber, if I hadn't extended a helping hand, you would have been killed by you long ago. The Marquis of Victor hung on the pole and died in the sun, facing the benefactor, I think you should maintain a trace of respect, if you can't... Hehe, I don't mind teaching you!"

The rough man folded his arms, leaned on the chair, looked playfully at the guy in the darkness before him, and spoke ruthlessly:

"It's not the Middle Ages now. You can make me kneel and beg for mercy if you become a bat. Speaking of which, don't you really plan to compete with the black bats in this city? See who is the king of bats? The problem is that ,You dare?"

"Hahaha, well said!"

Another voice also joined the discussion. This voice had the same tone as Bane's, but it was wilder. It was full of sarcasm and disdain for vampires:

"Lord Earl Craven has an honorable status, maybe he will send his soldiers to help him regain his dignity... Oh, yes, you have already sent it, haven't you? I heard the result, what is the best thing you can do?" The good 7 fighters couldn't survive even 10 minutes in the night chase, and only one woman escaped back... Tsk tsk, after 700 years, Victor's left and right hands are like this, it's really a pity."

"enough!"

Earl Craven, the representative of the vampire American secret party, couldn't bear the ridicule and contempt. He slapped the table and stood up, shouting in a voice that did not conform to the hypocritical etiquette that vampires should have:

"Don't make sarcastic remarks, look at you, you didn't flee here with your tails between your legs after you were defeated, and discussed joining forces to kill your opponents. There is no difference between you and me! If you continue to maintain this bad atmosphere, we will Will get out of here with my vampire!"

He leaned down, revealing that hazy pale cheek and expression:

"The Secret Party never befriends losers!"

"Then get lost! Werewolves have no tradition of forming alliances with vampires!"

Another big blond man who was a head taller than him also stood up, and cursed viciously: "If Chief Lucian didn't put the overall situation first, you would have been killed long ago, you know? I feel disgusted when I smell you, Hurry up and go back to your lair, when we take down Gotham, we will go back to New York and have a good "chat" with you!"

The vampire couldn't stand this kind of contempt anymore, his claws began to stretch, and the bloody wings on his back spread out in the darkness. On the other side, the mane on the body of the blond man grew rapidly, and his cheeks began to elongate. The wolf-like sharp claws also began to appear, and the collision of blood and wild power disturbed the darkness, and a big battle was about to start, but at this moment.

"Swish Swish Swish Swish"

More than a dozen ninjas with double swords jumped out from the darkness, and the enchanted blades in their hands touched the bodies of two fantasy creatures. The ninja on the left was wearing a black battle suit, and the ninja on the right was wearing red clothes. The costumes look very similar, but the former represents the battered and reunified ankles, while the latter represents the Hand who suffered almost the same.

It seems that the other two members of the Dark Alliance finally arrived after their long delay.

"Am I reading it wrong, or is it that before the current alliance solves the problem, it must first fight within itself? Is this a new tradition born in the dark?"

On the last two chairs, one black and one red appeared almost at the same time. The way the shadows jumped was very similar to the way ninjas appeared. Obviously, they were the representatives of the last two forces.

"Gotham will become the new Shadowlands, and under the shadows, the Hand will once again radiate glory!"

The red-clothed ninja Saburo said in a hoarse voice: "After the shadow fighters opened the way to Gotham, the new Master of the Hand has already set off with our elite, and we will all reach Gotham in 3 days at the latest! I Now I just want to know, when do we start?"

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Bane nodded to the red-clothed ninja, and then turned his gaze to the silent black-clothed ninja. There was a strange flash in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice:

"As far as I know, some members of the Foot Gang joined the Devil Gang under the leadership of the former leader Carleigh?"

"Traitor! Kill!"

The black-clothed ninja's answer was simple, but full of killing intent, and the energy fluctuation projected from him also proved his extremely strong strength.

"Then this time, who is leading the foot gang?"

Bain asked again, but the black-clothed ninja stared at him. He looked at Bain coldly and uttered a sentence:

"Master Schrader has subdued the power of the demon god. In this war, he will come to Gotham in person!"

"good!"

A look of satisfaction flashed in Bain's eyes, and he said softly: "When I was young, I heard about Mr. Schrader's deeds, and I admire him sincerely. The previous ninja master also went to Japan and Japan many times. Mr. Schrader communicates, with him, our chances of winning are great!"

"What about the Shadow Warrior?"

Ninja Saburo asked: "The ancient covenant has been restarted, and the three families once again joined forces to fight against a powerful enemy. We all showed the strongest combat effectiveness. How about you? Who is your leader?"

"I... have come!"

In the darkness behind Bane, another voice sounded, shocking everyone present, no matter whether it was a vampire with extremely keen senses, a werewolf with beast perception, or those elite ninjas who were proficient in stealth and concealment, none of them could After discovering the existence of this person, until he speaks, no one hides a person in the dark, that is to say, if he wants to kill, everyone present will not be able to escape!

The figure strolled into the dim light, he was wearing a black fur cloak, he was wearing a hunting suit, and he was wearing a one-handed sword at his waist. He had black eyes, hair and beard, and those eyes were under the light How gentle he looked, but when he stood up, the proud ninja Saburo and the high-ranking ninja Mizuno who came on behalf of Schrader immediately stood up respectfully and bowed 90° forward to salute.

"See you, Demon Chief, Master Ninja."

The person who appeared last nodded, and then looked at the werewolves and vampires who were imprisoned in place by the ninjas. He stretched out his fingers with black leather gloves, and nodded on the table:

"Werewolves, vampires, legendary fantasy creatures, you may have the capital to be proud, but don't forget, even when you are all victorious, you have to stay away from shadow warriors! I don't care what your leader tells you, Now I repeat, shadow fighters never make friends with the weak, the trials of Gotham are about to begin, and Victor and Lucian will come in person! If I don't see them during the war..."

He didn't finish the second half of his sentence, but both Kraven and Luke had already understood the meaning of the ninja master, but they didn't dare to refute. Characters like this don't need to be tested at all. The status in the dark world is determined, and only Victor, the leader of the secret party, and Lucian, the leader of the werewolf, can talk to him.

In fact, the representatives of vampires and werewolves have no doubt that as long as this ninja master nods, the three most terrifying assassin organizations in the world that have been united will all attack the entrenched in the dark world of New York. Werewolves and vampires.

As a result of the battle, the three families may suffer heavy losses, but the vampires and werewolves in America...will definitely cease to exist. It is no longer the Middle Ages. After human beings have lost their last fear, these fantasy creatures have been removed from the food chain of the dark world Kicked down, in other words, they no longer have the capital to be proud of.

Soon, after the intention was achieved, everyone in the dark room quickly left to convey the order of the ninja master. In this room, only the new Lars al Ghul and Bei, who stood by with their hands tied, were left. kindness.

Master Ninja sat on a chair, closed his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice:

"Where's Talia?"

"She's scouting, Master."

Bain replied respectfully, but the current leader of the Shadow Warrior gave a cold snort:

"Investigation? Or are you going to risk another failed assassination? Hatred has blinded her eyes, Bane, bring her back to me. After her father died, I only have her as a relative... Trials have nothing to do with her, whether we win or lose, take her away!"

"Hate can only be washed away by the blood of the enemy or your own, master."

Bain said blankly: "I won't take her away, and she won't go either."

Master Ninja didn't speak any more. After a long time, in the darkness, he said faintly:

"Then let...death judge all of this."