Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"chug chug chug"

The engine roar unique to heavy locomotives sounded from far to near in the desolate desert, and two very cool locomotives galloped all the way on the desert road.

These are two knights in similar dress, wearing black cowboy hats, flight jackets, leather gloves, and boots with spurs. Both of them are wearing big sunglasses. The one on the left is holding a cigar, and the one on the right is a cigarette.

Looks handsome.

But to be honest, the relationship between the two people is actually very bad now.

Anyone who faced a person who just beat him up last night and almost killed him will not be in a good mood.

"I said, do you have to follow?"

Saibo turned his head to look at Johnny who was walking beside him with some pain, "Aren't you going to see off your little girlfriend? She returned to New York alone today, don't you worry?"

"If you want to watch me turn a plane into a ball of fire by myself, I could actually send her off."

Johnny's face under the sunglasses was full of displeasure, and he said coldly, "Thanks to you, my ears were filled with that damn voice last night...like a lunatic."

"oh?"

Saber lowered his voice meanly, "I heard you and Roseanne had a fight all night, seven times, right? You're so good, buddy... I'm afraid you'll burn that poor woman when you get excited die…"

"Fuck you!"

Johnny gesticulated viciously at Sable with a middle finger, and he also had an unscrupulous expression on his face, "Selena is hot, ha...Little wild cat? Ha...It's quite interesting, you damn pedophile , I should call the police and arrest you!"

"Damn it!"

Saibo stretched out his hand and flicked the cigar at the corner of his mouth aside, and said slowly, "We didn't do anything, I haven't done that yet... Speaking of which, what happened to the blue flame? Can you control it?"

Hearing this question, Johnny's expression became serious, and he shook his head,

"That is the original pure holy flame of the vengeful spirit named Zatanos. What you did last night awakened it for a moment from its deep depravity, but unfortunately, I can't control it yet. I and The attunement of the spirit of vengeance has just begun, and I have to prevent that violent soul from assimilating me, but I can feel that the spirit of vengeance infected by the hellfire is not without hope of recovery..."

"kindness?"

Saibo coughed lightly, "Ahem, what should I do?"

Johnny turned his eyes to the desert in the distance, where the shadow of a ruin loomed, and he whispered,

"The first step...retrieve my soul first."

"oh…"

There was a playful smile on the corner of Saibo's mouth, "No wonder you didn't mention the San Van Gonzale contract anymore. You and I had an idea to exchange, right?"

Johnny was silent, but the silence itself was an answer, so Sable added,

"Then aren't you afraid that hell on earth will really be established?"

The ghost rider's carrier turned to look at Saber, he shrugged,

"To borrow a word from you..."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Saibo asked tentatively, he laughed and patted Johnny on the shoulder,

"Sure enough, you are indeed a hidden villain!"

"No! No! Not this sentence!"

Johnny said seriously,

"The spirit of vengeance exists to destroy the evil spirits that affect the world, so I would say, why send them back to hell? If they come, just kill them... Wouldn't it be better?"

Fifteen minutes later, two locomotives stopped in front of the ruins of San Van Gonzale Township. Saibo reached out and raised his saber, and pulled out a section. Seeing the mottled "enchantment" on the surface of the saber, Saibo's expression turned pale. became gloomy.

Constantine lied to him... the enchantment he put on Sable's knife was a low-quality disposable product that was discarded after use, and Sable felt that when he returned to New York, he should go to that guy to "talk" OK.

He put the saber back into the black scabbard, carried it behind his back, then reached out and took out a black bag from the back of the motorcycle, and carried it on his shoulder. On the other half, Johnny took a bundle of chains from the motorcycle, wrapped it diagonally On his body, he picked up a black cavalry gun from the locomotive, which seemed to be Carter Sley's.

Seber pulled the brim of his hat curiously,

"Where did that old man go? Why didn't he come with him?"

"click"

Johnny loaded the bullet, he glanced at Saber, "Carter is dying soon, he said he was going to enjoy his last time, by the way, he said he doesn't hate you, he said he understands your feelings and choices , he's a really nice guy."

"Hey, damn good man! You've been lied to! You're still too young, Johnny Blazer!"

Saber sneered and said, "Do you really think what Cartersley said is true? What kind of nonsense about inheriting responsibility and dying soon... You have been deceived! That old man lived on a little bit of hellfire for more than 200 years , you can also control the fire of hell, tell me, if you don’t use it to burn your soul, will it dissipate naturally?”

Johnny froze for a moment, and Saibo strode forward with the black bag on his shoulders, saying while walking,

"Don't be stupid, that cunning old man can still live, don't forget that he was a corrupt and criminal villain 200 years ago, as long as he doesn't mess with the hellfire, he can live another 200 years! At least! Thank me? Of course he has to thank me! I got him out of that goddamn mess!"

He glanced back at Johnny who was stunned in place, and mocked mercilessly,

"He just dumped his mess on you and you stupidly took it...Look at you, you simple-minded 'heroes', when will you learn to doubt?...Yeah, it's daytime, Can you transform after a fight?"

A trace of confusion and sadness flashed across Johnny's eyes under the sunglasses. He seemed unable to accept the news that Carter Sley had lied to him, but in the end, he nodded,

"Although Zatanos is only a little awake, it is enough to support my transformation during the day, as long as the time is not very long...no more than 30 minutes."

"good!"

Saibo snapped his fingers, "Then come on... let's face our fate!"

He looked at Johnny, stretched out his fist, and said softly, "For freedom!"

Johnny took a deep breath, fixed the cavalry gun in his hand on his belt, clenched his fist and touched Saibo, "For freedom!"

The ghostly place of San Van Gonzale looks like it will collapse at any time. The dead spirits imprisoned here hide in the dark and watch the two living people who walk into this place, but these cunning The gloomy undead did not dare to pounce on these two people.

They are afraid... The breath from these two people is like a natural enemy that is impossible to fight against. The scorching heat and distortion that ordinary people can't see, even if they just get close, they will feel their scalps go numb... Uh, no, these guys have no scalp at all.

In short, they can only hide in the dark and peep, and in the deepest part of the town, that place shrouded in darkness, where even sunlight cannot shine in, the one wearing a long black windbreaker and combing silver-white hair meticulously, The old man holding a crystal skull cane stood there with his back to the two people.

Judging by the appearance of the winning ticket, he looks like a real ruthless character.

One of the rulers of hell, the Great Demon Lord Mephisto, even if it is only a carrier carrying one-thousandth of his power, it is enough to cause a wave of real disasters in this world.

"Oh, behold, my warriors and knights return with honor..."

Mephisto turned around, a hint of appreciation flashed in his dark red eyes, and he whispered, "In my long life, I have had many investment products...but you, you two, absolutely Is one of the best, I already smell the contract... Come on, offer it to me, I will give you everything you want... Wait!"

The old devil saw the black bag on Saibo's shoulder, and he frowned in surprise,

"What did you bring him here for?"

Saibo shook his hand, and threw the black bag on his shoulders at Mephisto's feet. The contents were revealed just now. It was a body that was already cold but hadn't lost its life. It was the pale witch heart. Demon, Blake Hart Mephisto who had the devil's heart taken away.

His strength has been weakened to the extreme, and he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"I think you'll miss him...it's your own child after all."

Saibo lowered his head and reached out to take off his sunglasses. He looked at Mephisto with eyes that were no different from ordinary people, and there was a peaceful smile in his eyes.

"After all, old men are nostalgic, aren't they?"

Mephisto didn't set his eyes on his child at all, he just looked at Saibo's eyes with a mixed look of surprise and doubt, and his gloved fingers held the crystal skull scepter. tight

"You... you actually relied on yourself to control those eyes. Ah, you can really surprise me. How many years have I not seen such a shocking thing?"

"Oh, I think you said, yes!"

After a flash of red light, Saibo's eyes turned into the same dark red as Mephisto's. Around the eyes, a circle of magma-like light shone brightly. He took out the saint with red lines from his pocket. The Van Gonzal contract dangled in front of my eyes,

"You want it, don't you?"

Mephisto felt that something was wrong, he didn't experience the feeling of being manipulated by him, which meant that Saibo didn't sign the contract at all, and a heavy breath surrounded his body Wrapped up, he said in a deep voice,

"Give it to me! It's mine!"

"Oh, it belongs to you?"

A very exaggerated expression of doubt flashed across Saibo's face, "No way...why is something that belongs to you in my hands, hey, Johnny, doesn't this thing belong to me?"

Johnny shrugged, and reached out to take off his sunglasses. He glanced at Mephisto playfully, and nodded towards Sebo.

"Yes, I also think this thing belongs to you."

Sable waggled his fingers in the air and said to Mephisto,

"Look, I've said it all, this is mine...you want mine, don't you? Then trade it!"

When in his long life had the Great Demon King been humiliated like this?

With a gloomy face, he set his eyes on Johnny Blazer's body,

"He's a lunatic, I can understand his lunacy, but you! Johnny Blazer, don't forget the contract we signed, you belong to me!"

"But you fucking didn't do what you promised me!"

"boom"

The blue flame ignited violently on Johnny's body, and the crazily scorching hot breath made all the dead spirits of San Van Gonzal scream in horror. The black storm swept across the surrounding sand, and a burst of sudden The sandstorm that appeared was entangled around the ruins of this small town.

The skeleton wrapped in blue flames stretched out its ignited fingers, pointing at the shocked Mephisto,

"You...deceived me! You...guilty!"

The hoarse voice seemed to come from hell. With a bang, the long knife came out of its sheath. The magma-like fire rings in Saibo's eyes shone, and a scarlet flame wrapped around his sword. In just a few seconds, the sword turned into A blazing flaming blade.

"Mephisto, stop pretending! In this world, at this time! You have no advantage!"

Saibo raised the scroll in the other hand, his eyes became more indifferent,

"Exchange! You take what you want, we get what we need, otherwise we don't mind letting you lose a precious carrier!"

His voice sounded deeper and deeper in this small town,

"Or you can send some more of your "collection" up and see if you can take this from me... To be honest, I don't mind chopping off a few more of your claws, but..."

Saibo took a deep breath, he calmly looked at the gloomy Mephisto,

"Everything can be negotiated, can't it?"