Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Saka is a very free place, so free that you can run naked on the street, and no one will stop you. Even if you are talented in something, you may even be favored by some women. Of course, I said What's more is the face, don't think too much.

You can also stand on the tallest building and insult Gao Tianzun, the god of Saka Star, and no one will stop you. In fact, if you scold enough, Gao Tianzun himself will even show up in person to reward you, but if Your scolding is sparse as usual, making people unable to get interested, so the gladiators employed by Gao Tianzun would be happy to play wrestling games with you.

Most importantly, this is an abandoned and exiled place. Remember this, which will allow you to effectively and quickly get rid of all previous cognitions, and then reshape the unique "correct" view of right and wrong on Saka.

"Hey, Saul, come here and give me a back rub!"

Sol, who had just finished exercising, returned to his room exhausted. This is a terrible quadruple room. Although the place is big enough, it is not clean at all. In fact, this is normal. Any one room lives in a After the Peak people, it is impossible to be too clean.

This kind of alien is lazy by nature, eats food and sleeps, almost never takes a bath, and exudes a disgusting stench all over his body, and they also use this smell as a weapon, but let's be honest, even if there is no such disgusting Even a normal person would not want to mess with a Peak, because these guys are powerful, even if they are young, they can break thick trees with bare hands, and even break steel.

They also don't have a deep civilization. To be precise, they are a group of galactic mercenaries, with a large number and a notorious reputation.

Sol was only sent to Saka by the Rainbow Bridge three days ago. In fact, until he was sent to Gao Tianzun's arena by Sif, he had always maintained a hangover state, and finally became angry when the female general mourned his misfortune. In his indisputable anger, he threw him directly into the gladiator shelter, and then turned and left Saka. However, according to the gossip, Ms. Sif seemed to have gone on a private date before leaving.

So after Sol woke up, he found that his long blond hair that he was proud of had been shaved off, and he was also put on a gladiator's armor, becoming the number 1543 gladiator. Tomorrow will be his first appearances.

It's not that Sol has never tried to escape, but unfortunately, he lost his warhammer and could only rely on the physique of the Asgardians to fight against the warriors of Gao Tianzun. After knocking down 10 warriors, he was recaptured and was He was thrown into the confinement room for a day, and when he came out, there was already an extra Peak "roommate" in the room that no one wanted to accept.

"go to hell."

Facing the excessive demands of this lazy guy, Sol threw out a word indifferently, and sat on his bed, ready to take a good rest.

He didn't intend to waste too much time on Saka, but when he was in confinement, he accidentally saw someone who he would never forget.

Cyber!

The villain who almost killed his father, killed his younger brother, and ruined everything about him is here, and after asking many times, Sol knows that Seber is the defending champion in this championship battle After the match ends and the knockout battle begins, each ace gladiator has a chance to challenge the defending champion. Once successful, he will automatically become the new champion. , in deciding the final champion.

Sol doesn't care about the championship, he only cares about one thing... You can't admit defeat in the arena of the knockout round, unless one side loses consciousness, or dies directly!

In other words, as long as he can make it to the knockout round, he will have a chance to beat Cyber ​​in battle!

Avenge Loki and his father!

Sol, who was immersed in his own state of mind, didn't realize that his arrogant and unreasonable "old friend" had been driven crazy by his casual sentence.

"boom"

A fist that was covered with scales and the scales were covered with oil stains hit the wooden board next to Sol. When he raised his head, he smelled a bad smell.

"You're itchy, aren't you?"

There was a sinister smile on the face of the Peak star: "I will clean you up today!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and was about to fight. There is no such thing as Saka Star not forbidding private fights. The Destroyer has dropped several corpses at the door of his single room in the past few days, but then again, a A gladiator who can be killed by an assassin is indeed not an ace gladiator.

However, this punch did not hit Sol's face. Just when the Peak man's fist was about to come out, a foot in black combat boots kicked behind him with great force, kicking the Peak man. He flew to the corner of the wall and hit his head badly.

This scene surprised Sol a little, he didn't get up, anyway, he was also the prince of Asgard, Sol had seen the world.

The person who walked into his room was a man wearing a black battle armor, but he was not a visitor. On the contrary, after kicking the Pickman flying, he stood aside with his body tied. Behind him, another tall guy walked in. .

This is a very strange guy, wearing a silver-white lightning wing helmet, a set of silver and red intertwined armor, and a red cape, which looks very mighty, but on the belt, it is Carrying a black warhammer, thunder and lightning overflowed while walking.

But it wasn't his figure or his weapon that stood out the most, but his face.

The rest of his parts are no different from humans, but his face...it was the face of a horse, the face of an ordinary war horse. When he opened his mouth, he could still see the same teeth as a horse, very white, Although it would make people feel weird to describe it, the eyes on the horse's face shone with a calm light.

"Your name is Saul?"

The horse-faced man walked in and frowned slightly. Obviously, the smell of the Peak made him a little nauseous. He stretched out his finger and shook it, and the previous servant mentioned the Peak and threw it out of the window. .. Saul glanced at it, he knew that that pig-like guy was dead.

The place where he lives is nearly 100 meters high. With the strength of the Pike star, he fell down in this coma...

"kindness"

Sol nodded, the horse-faced man smiled, he leaned on the chair in a friendly manner, and asked again:

"I heard that the nickname you gave yourself is Thor?"

"That's not a nickname!"

Sol raised a finger, and a blue electric current flickered at his fingertips. He looked at the horse-faced man in front of him: "I am Thor of Asgard and the Nine Kingdoms, from my birth At that moment, I am!"

"All right."

The horse-faced man shrugged: "Then let's discuss something...Thor's name, you don't want to use it in the future."

The understatement he said was the same as describing a fact, but Sol's expression had cooled down, and this change did not escape the attention of the horse-faced man. He said softly:

"I'm not humiliating you, Sol, on the totem of the god of war on Saka, there are four faces, the second of which...is also called Thor."

He pointed to himself:

"That's me... I was the overlord of the championship battle 170 years ago. The nickname of Thor was given to me by them. You don't understand the rules of Saka, do you? The same nickname, unless I'm dead, otherwise you can't use it."

Saul snorted, he stretched his body, and sat on the bed more comfortably. He folded his arms around his shoulders, and his hair was shaved short. A hint of sarcasm flashed across his more energetic and youthful face:

"Why should I follow your rules? Why did I change my name...and not you?"

"because..."

Thor with the horse face is the same as Thor just now, stretching out a finger, a flexible blue light like a real thunder snake, jumping back and forth at his fingertips, Thor's expression became ugly, he heard Thor whispered to the horse face:

"This world is based on strength... There can't be two Thors under this starry sky. Frankly speaking, I am looking forward to a real fight with you in the knockout round to decide who belongs to the name Thor, but at least for now. ..Sol, change your name for your own good."

"boom"

The metal rod held by Sol was pinched and bent. This kind of shame made him want to stand up now and have a big fight with the madman in front of him. Without Mjolnir, he might not be able to survive even ten moves, but just when his rationality could no longer withstand the impact of anger, another voice came.

"I advise you not to force him to do what he doesn't want to do."

The horse-faced Thunder God turned his head, and the door guarded by his attendant had already been opened, and the experienced attendant who followed him was thrown at the intruder's feet like a broken doll, with no obvious signs of injury on his body. Wounds, but the insidious fire... is burning his guts and soul.

"Bawang said, this person and he used to be friends, if you dare to use his bad brain..."

Drax the Destroyer reached out and took the war scepter from behind, flicked it casually, and with a click, the ferocious armor-piercing cone popped out from the top of the war hammer. The tyrannical man put the war hammer in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"He will come to you soon to "play"..."

The horse-faced Thor's eyes did not stay on Drax, but concentrated on the war scepter, his eyes flickered, and he whispered:

"Where's Ares?"

"There is only one way for a samurai to lay down his arms..."

Drax didn't answer directly, but the answer was enough.

Horse-faced Thor breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up, and patted the silent Sol on the shoulder:

"From today on, you're called Ray...until you get your name back from me, I'm looking forward to seeing you in the knockout, Saul, don't let me down."

After finishing speaking, the horse-faced Thor flicked out his finger, and a pulsating lightning shot into his attendant's body, extinguishing the magic fire inside his body after a while. The unwilling attendant glared at Drax viciously, but in the end , still quietly followed the horse-faced Thor and left.

"Bawang asked me to bring you a sentence..."

The Destroyer put away the scepter of war, and walked up to Saul who bowed his head in silence. This guy didn't know how to be tactful, so he said directly:

"Overlord knows what you want, he knows what you want, he will promise you a duel in the arena, but first, you have to break into the knockout round on your own, he said, people like you and him, all grievances In the end it's all about fists and weapons that do the talking...and."

"He asked me to tell you, you are Thor, you are not the hammer god..."

The Destroyer didn't know what this sentence meant, he just repeated it as it was, and turned around to leave after he finished speaking. Just as he walked to the door, Sol whispered:

"Just now...thank you."

The Destroyer snorted:

"You're welcome, Leiren... If I were you, I would try my best to make it to the knockout round, beat that arrogant bastard until he didn't even know his mother in the arena, then stepped on his heart and took his heart away. name, take away his weapons, take away his glory... take everything from him!"

"Instead of bowing your head and being silent here like a bitch..."

Drax is not a man of many words, so at the end, he ended with a very hurtful sentence:

"I don't know the grievances between you and the Overlord, but at least in my opinion, you are not qualified to be his opponent... At least the current you are not qualified!"

The Destroyer left, leaving Thor alone in the messed-up room.

He's sitting there, he's looking at his hands, how long has it been since he lost Mjolnir to practice with his mates? How long had it been since he touched a weapon? How long has he not been on the battlefield?

Wine, is it really that good?

Does the pain really go away after drinking alcohol? If it were really that simple, everyone in this world would be an alcoholic.

"boom"

Sol's head hit the mirror in front of him fiercely. This special mirror made by Gao Tianzun was extremely strong, and Sol was like a crazy cow, beating the mirror frantically until it was completely broken. He raised his head , in the fragmented mirror, several of his face, his eyes, and his eyebrows were separated.

"Tomorrow... I'll let you know tomorrow... I, Sol, I'm back!"

The fine currents of love entangled his body, but quickly retracted into his body, like a newborn power that could not be well controlled.

"Shocking? Hehe...what a name!"