Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 12. The second chaser

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Gold coins, this currency is active in the two thirds of human civilization, until before entering a new era, this ancient currency is still in circulation, but now, easy to use flower head paper has replaced this The precious metals circulate, and the gold coins are reduced to ancient objects chased by collectors.

But you need to remember that when something is given a special meaning, it actually no longer represents itself. For example, this gold coin thrown out by this young man is very different.

That may not be called a gold coin, because it has no fixed patterns on both sides, and the bartender picked up the coin and saw a painful wailing face, which almost condensed All the despair and pain of mankind, on the other side, is a very peaceful face, which seems to represent all the happiness of mankind.

The barman put it on his mouth and blew it, then put it on his ear. The reverberating pain was moaning and howling, and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his decayed face.

"I have n’t seen such a good thing in years ... pure soul gold coins."

A bit of drunk appeared on the bartender ’s face. He stood upright and bowed his head slightly towards the young man,

"So what can I do for you? Generous guests."

"Open the channel and help me hide the old man."

Guest whispered, "I said, I want to find some old friends" up "."

The bartender shrugged, picked up a sharp table knife from the next table, and squeezed his eyes at the guests,

"It's my duty to open the channel, but conceal? No, no, no, I can't conceal those great existences, and looking at this gold coin, the old man has noticed you, you better move faster."

"Poof"

He skillfully thrust a knife into his heart. He grinned hard at the guests and fell to the ground. His soul floated into the air and was eaten by a large invisible mouth. This young man The expression on the face of the guest became indifferent. He turned around and looked at the quiet locomotive family.

"My name is Blake. Hart.Mephisto"

He whispered that the sound had a special magnetic, which made the locomotives who had entered a state of tension because of the bartender ’s suicide feel a little confused, "You can call me" Blackheart ", uh, forget it , This name is so unpleasant, call me "His Royal Highness", I prefer this title. "

"You ... what did you do to old George?"

A guy next door tattooed with a devil, wearing a black hood and a full beard, wearing a black motorcycle jacket stood up, brandished a beer bottle in his hand, and shouted loudly,

"Damn it, I don't care what your name is! Why did you TM kill old George?"

"Human ... rude guy."

Blackheart said contemptuously. He did n’t lower his voice at all. This sentence undoubtedly made a dozen locomotives in the bar feel humiliated. They stood up in unison and walked towards Blake. The latter didn't panic, he just looked at the pattern on the arm of the strong man with doubts on his face.

"Wait a minute, you have a tattoo next door. Is that a devil?"

The strong man turned his head and glanced at his tattoo, he sneered,

"This is the legendary great devil Mephisto who collects souls. His power is as strong as me. Are you afraid? Little miscellaneous!"

"No, no, no!"

Blackheart shook his head and said seriously, "Mephisto's rank is the Great Devil, he is a part of the world's balance, the symbolic meaning is not blasphemy, we do not have the name of the Great Devil there, and he is not responsible Collecting souls is the responsibility of the wardens under his command. He prefers to travel to various worlds and times in various forms. If I remember correctly, the old man ’s favorite time is medieval literature and art. Renaissance Rome! "

Young people adjust their clothes,

"And your power is too weak, not even one ten millionth of Mephisto, and finally ... Mephisto is not long like this, this is too ugly."

The locomotives in this remark are speechless. The strong man who first started the battle felt that he was underestimated and humiliated. He stretched his hand and grabbed the collar of the Blake fiercely. Say,

"Have you ever seen him? Do you know what he looks like? You little **** raised by Biaozi!"

"I have seen it! Many times ..."

Blake's eyes became cold. He opened his hands and said softly, "As far as I know, tattoos in the human world represent the worship and pursuit of something. Are you worshiping the devil?"

"Then bow down to the real devil prince!"

"Boom"

Dark green flames ignited the body of Blake at this moment, tearing up his disguised human appearance, and showing the real him in front of these already scared locomotive families. They raised their heads and looked up hard With the terrifying existence that emerged from the flames, a fatally hot smile appeared on the twisted ghost face.

"Now ... do you know what the devil looks like?"

"Come on, present your soul!"

Ten minutes later, in a quiet cross-border bar, Blackheart sat comfortably on the table and drinking wine. The wooden door was pushed away by a breeze, and the shadow of the wind wrapped around the Blake. After a few laps, he finally fell beside him, and turned into a guy in a big fur coat with a messy head.

"Salute to you, Your Highness Prince!"

This guy stooped in a strange way to salute, his voice is like a thousand winds mixed together, full of a sense of erratic,

"Thank you for saving me from that **** Joker prison, but I am very confused, you need me to come to this weak world to do for you?"

Blackheart waved his hand, beckoning him to be quiet,

"Wilder, Wind Demon, wait a moment, we still have companions to come, I sacrificed a dozen souls not just to call you one."

"Whoo la la la"

The sound of the water flow also sounded at this moment, and the water flow that appeared out of nowhere quickly gathered in the air to become a wet man. He glanced at Wilde and Blake, and he whispered,

"His Royal Highness, your loyal Walter is here to report!"

Finally, the ground swelled up, and endless sand and dirt gathered on the ground, eventually becoming a khaki puppet, and quickly turned into a bald guy wearing a brown leather jacket, he was the rudest, he Sitting in a chair, he reached for the Blake cup and drank the wine out of it.

"Thor is here ... say, what do you want me to do?"

"Everyone is here, okay, okay."

Blackheart reached out to let everyone sit down, his hands on the table, his black eyes looked at everyone,

"I have a plan! I killed the border guards and came to this world because I knew some secrets of the old man. After the **** Joker came, our days were not good, so I plan to be here The world rebuilds a small human hell, completely freed from the **** old man! "

"Oh, the Supreme Master will not let us mess up. Your prince, you do n’t know how powerful the Supreme Master is. Your father dare not compete with her in this world!"

There is a trace of fear on the prideful Thor, he whispered, "Unless you are sure to persuade the Supreme Master, I will not follow you in disorder, annoying her in this world, comparable to anger Your father is much scarier. "

"Of course I am ready!"

Blake does not seem to be worried about this issue. This attitude suddenly attracted everyone ’s attention to him, and His Royal Highness prince showed a winning smile,

"How many guys have run out of hell? They can all hide in this world, why ca n’t we? The Supreme Master ’s **** to us will be more terrible than the old man? And as long as I get what I want, I will Can be promoted to the devil ... think about it, a demon who can fully release power in this world, even if he can't beat the Supreme Master, it is enough to win us some freedom ... "

There is a little helplessness on his handsome evil face,

"Freedom? Ha ha, we bad guys, even want this kind of thing."

Wind Demon Lord Erde and Ink Walter glanced at each other, and finally said by the darker water demon,

"It sounds good, but I am curious to know, what do you want?"

"San Venganza contract!"

The devil prince said softly, "The old man signed a contract with 1,000 evil souls 200 years ago. As long as I get it and devour the 1,000 evil spirits, I can fully grasp the power of the fire of hell. Take the initiative to return to hell, in this world, the old man would never stop us! "

"Blackheart! Get me out!"

An old voice rang outside the door. The bodies of the four people in the room suddenly stiffened. Blake gritted his teeth, stood up, rushed out of the door, and saw the skull stick walking on the sand The old man, Mephisto, or Mephisto.

"Ah, great father ... how do you have time to jump out of your **** time node to visit your unskilled son?"

Blackheart said sarcastically, "Did I, as the devil prince, even have the power to pursue a little personal space?"

"You are the least worrying one of my children!"

Mephisto was full of anger, there was no more peace when talking to Cyber, the walking stick in his hand was jogging on the ground, he looked at the devil prince in front of him,

"How dare you come to this world as an entity? Are you crazy? Ancient One only needs one finger to crush you completely!"

"But in this world, at least I do n’t have to worry about the punishment from my great father, do I?"

The devil prince lost all his demeanor at this moment. He gritted his teeth, and the black evil patterns on his face began to spread wantonly. He stared at his father,

"Let you set those rules, go to hell! I ’m free! I will build my human **** here, and I will one day return to my hometown, and I will bury you completely! You are old, Mephisto , You have lost your former ambitions, willing to nest in **** and steal life! I am not you! "

"I ... will not be you!"

"Oh, those guys who do n’t know how to steal lives are already dead ..."

Mephisto looked at his children, he whispered, "Zeus once had the same idea as you, but the collapse of Mount Olympus destroyed by fire and rain buried everything about him, how powerful is the Nine Kingdoms? Powerful, not finally forced to shrink to Asgard! Blake, you do n’t know what kind of power you are challenging ... Ancient One Megatron has been around for thousands of years, you do n’t even know what despair is! Poor boy. "

"Are you sure you want to do it?"

He asked.

Blake gritted his teeth, "I'm sure!"

"Very good, let me solve this trouble by hand before Ancient One arrives!"

Mephisto ’s eyes lit a magma-like flame, but Prince Blake laughed,

"You who came with a weak carrier can bully ordinary people, but in this world, you are not my opponent! Damn old man!"

"I really ca n’t do it myself, but in this world, my warriors and my knights will bury all your ambitions, Blackheart, I will wait for your desperate return in hell! You will be imprisoned in **** 1000 years, to punish your arrogance! "

"Then let them come!"

Two dark green flame bat wings spread behind Blake, he gritted his teeth,

"Let them come! I will bury them! Then bury you again!"

"Hehe ... naive!"

Murfister finally glanced at his child, he shook his head, turned walked into the wilderness, and finally disappeared, his last voice came into the ear of the devil prince,

"Finally give you a piece of advice, no matter what you want to do ... Don't, provoking, Ancient One before that day arrives!"