Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Seb killed Magneto, he heard from Riven that Magneto had two children, but he never saw them.

So even now, when he saw Wanda, he didn't know who this little beauty with beautiful hair and eyes was, but he was certain that this girl was related to the reckless boy who assassinated him just now. open relationship.

In a very simple way of thinking, it is... the friend of the enemy is also the enemy!

As for Wanda, she was ready to fight the moment she saw Saber appear. This calm girl herself was not dazzled by hatred, but the problem is that she, like her brother, also Never killed a single person.

Combat experience is... but compared to Saiber, it's not worth mentioning.

"Who are you to him?"

Saibo threw the cigarette butt aside, and walked towards the guarded Wanda, who immediately raised his hands, and the crimson energy formed a thick energy wall in front of her and Saibo.

"Ka Ka Ka"

The sharp claws waved on the energy wall, and within 2 seconds, the first crack appeared on it, and then the wall was smashed by Saber's fist. He tilted his head and looked at the girl in front of him, with a strange expression on his face. says:

"Are you a mutant or a mystic?"

"do not come!"

Wanda stared nervously at Saibo, and she shouted, "We have no ill intentions towards you! Don't come here! I won't be polite if you get any closer!"

"no offence?"

Saibo pointed to Pietro who was unconscious behind her, and said playfully: "This little guy tried to assassinate me and stabbed me in the heart with a fruit knife. If I hadn't been lucky enough, I would probably be able to take black and white photos now." I met my relatives in form, and then you told me that you have no ill intentions towards me?"

Pointing to his face, he leaned forward slightly:

"Little girl, tell me, do you think I look like a fool? And I'm not polite...I want to see, how are you going to be rude to me?"

When Wanda heard this, she gritted her teeth and waved her arms. The two crimson storms wrapped around her arms were like sharp-edged spears, and stabbed towards Saibo, piercing Saibo's body with ease. But there was no pain on his face.

"poof" "poof"

Blood splattered everywhere, Wanda had never seen such a fighting style, she couldn't help asking:

"Why don't you hide?"

Seeing the two fast-healing blood holes in his chest, Saibo said in a low voice, "I just want to tell you that danger often doesn't come from...the front."

"Roar"

The huge body of Sim, the berserk demon lord, appeared out of nowhere behind Wanda. It was like purple smoke, and it seemed that it would appear in the next moment. But it didn't hit Sim's body, and the wall behind him collapsed directly. The demon lord grinned wide, made a strange smile at Wanda triumphantly, and disappeared into the air.

At this moment, Wanda was shocked.

"Oops, fooled!"

She turned her head, and saw Seber who appeared beside her, his calm face was expressionless, his outstretched left hand refused to leave her neck less than 20 centimeters:

"SORRY, cutie, but I lied to you."

"boom"

Wanda, who was hit hard on the back of the head, rolled her eyes and fell limp in Seber's arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk, like a rookie, relaxed and happy"

Saibo hugged the girl's slender waist, and carried Pietro, who was suspended in the air, on his shoulder with the other hand. He whistled and was about to turn around and leave, but before he took a few steps, a familiar voice sounded in his heart :

"Serber...would you mind coming in and sitting around?"

When he heard this voice, Saibo's expression immediately became serious. Speaking of which, he had never been to this place in New York, and naturally he didn't know which faction it belongs to, but now it seems that his luck seems to be Not good enough, this should be the place of an "old friend".

Saber rolled his eyes and whispered:

"What if I mind?"

"Then put these two children down, you can leave at any time!"

A thick layer of spiritual barriers spread out layer by layer in the sky of this block. In the dimension that Cyber ​​cannot see, an upside-down bowl-like enchantment completely enveloped here.

"Now it's your choice."

Saibo looked down at Wanda and Pietro who were hugged in his arms, and said in a low voice:

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you let your students assassinate another mutant leader in the street? Charles, did the death of your old friend drive you crazy, or did you think it over and over again? It’s going to be a great thing.”

There was a sneer at the corner of Saibo's mouth:

"Or, are you planning to go to war now? Use your incomplete X-Men to fight my devil gang?"

"They're not my students...and don't try to provoke me, Sable!"

Professor Charles' voice was less soft and more icy: "I am suppressing the urge to avenge my student and I am talking to you. If you think this means that I am weak and deceitful, you can try to get out of here at any time. See if I will let you off like before."

When it came to the end, the professor's voice exploded in Saibo's heart like Huang Zhong Dalu, and the fully aroused spiritual power echoed back and forth in Saibo's heart, shaking his will, but when Saibo After wearing the silver visor, the shock of the mind was weakened a lot, and finally disappeared completely.

"I'll wait for you in the cafe next door, Charles, I'll only wait 5 minutes!"

After finishing speaking, Saibo picked up the two children and kicked away the empty coffee shop next to him, found a seat by the window and sat down, took out a pack of unopened coffee beans from the bar, and started to make coffee. A few minutes later, Professor Charles walked out of the courtyard alone in a wheelchair. No one pushed his wheelchair, but the speed was very fast. After a while, he entered the cafe, controlled the wheelchair and stopped opposite Seber.

I haven't seen him for more than a month. The professor seems to be much older. He is still wearing his black robe and suit, but his face has wrinkles and fatigue that cannot be concealed. It seems that the aftereffects of being abused by Hydra have not passed, of course More likely, it was because of the death of his students and friends that tortured his mind. When he looked at Saibo, his eyes no longer had the gentleness and closeness they used to, just like looking at ordinary people.

Saibo stretched out his hand and tapped the silver mask on his face. He said in a low voice:

"I have a lot of secrets. Because of our relationship, I think it's better for us to communicate in a normal way."

He reached out, picked up the freshly brewed coffee, poured a cup for the professor, and asked:

"How have you been lately?"

The tone was like that of a friend, but there was not much emotion in it. The professor breathed a sigh of relief, and his fingers danced on the coffee cup: "It's bad, all kinds of things are bad, SHIELD wants to extend their plans to the academy, Rejected by me, as well as those children who want to seek revenge on you every day, and those mutant leaders who cry to me about the brutality of the devil gang."

He smiled and looked up at Seber:

"Look, it's all about you. I actually don't understand why they don't go directly to you..."

"Because they're afraid of me, Professor! That's understandable."

Saibo spread his hands and talked eloquently: "Because they came to me to complain, I will throw them on the battlefield in Mexico, those guys who can no longer command the mutants with their bullshit majesty are afraid of me, they slander me, Call me a tyrant, call me barbaric, call me disregarding human rights, but the lowly mutants support me!"

Saber said in a cheerful voice:

"The Devil Gang receives more than 500 letters requesting to join us every day. Even if I ask them to go face-to-face with drug dealers on the Mexican battlefield and use blood to prove their loyalty. Even if it is such a cruel test, the people who apply to join us have not changed. Less...even more."

He put his fingers on the table, tapped it, and made a low voice:

"Do you know why this happened? Do you know why you and Eric have fought for so many years, but they can't drive them crazy like I ordered? Why you have organized resistance for decades, and every time you are suppressed by ordinary people I just sent some brothers to go deep into every city, and now I have almost contacted all the mutant organizations on the entire east coast?"

"Have you ever wondered? Charles...don't you wonder what kind of magic I cast on them to make them so devoted to me?"

The professor was silent, and after a while, he said unwillingly:

"Of course I'm curious...but I'm also worried. Forget it, let's unravel the mystery, Seber, and let me know, where did Eric and I go wrong?"

"You're out of mutants, Charles."

Saibo looked at the sunlight outside the window, he didn't hide it, he said softly: "How long have you not listened to the voices of the low-level mutants? When I knew you, I only saw that you were busy discussing with members of Congress every day, holding meetings , when I knew Eric, I only saw him crazy to overthrow this civilization, you are all leaders, you all want to do a lot of things for mutants, but that's where the problem lies."

"Did you do it?"

Saber's questioning pierced Charles' deepest heart like a knife: "You have struggled for decades, have the lives of the low-level mutants improved? No! They still live in the slums of every city, without jobs and lives , there is no recognition, only contempt, only suppression, living without any dignity."

"You want to know how I do it?"

"It's easy!"

Seber clenched his fist and put it in front of Charles' eyes: "The devil gang captured 3 cities in Mexico, I implemented government management there, I provided them with more than 100,000 jobs, I paid them salaries, let them enter Factories, let them sweep the streets, let them open restaurants, where the devil gang controls everything instead of drug dealers, I will not squeeze them, and I will not drive ordinary people, I just give them a dignified way to support themselves with their own hands Chance. How they repaid me, Charles, do you want to know?"

"Say! Tell me all!"

Charles' fingers also tightened. He heard some indelible bloody smell from Seber's words, and Seber snorted:

"The first batch of mutants who went to Mexico were 3W. They lived there for a week and volunteered to organize 5,000 people to capture 4 small cities for me again! I didn't force them to do that, in fact, I just told them, The Devil Gang doesn’t need trash or cowards, all the land they conquer belongs to them, and in those small towns, even the mayor is a mutant.”

"Now I manage 7 cities near Mexico City, I can take another 270,000 mutants... Tell me Charles, you have been meeting with Congressmen for decades, how many jobs can you give them? Give them dignity alive?"

"Tell me, Charles, even if Eric's crazy plan succeeds and overthrows the country, what change can he bring to the lives of mutants?"

"The slogans you shouted can not only attract a group of speculators, but also save them?"

Seber shrugged, and he pointed to the mansion outside the window:

"That's your academy, you adopted over 200 orphans, that's great, but mutants don't need protectors, they don't need heroes, they don't even need leaders! What they want...is life! It's survival ! It's dignity!"

Seber stood up and straightened his clothes:

"You can't give them these, but the Devil Gang can...prove their loyalty with blood, and they can join the mutants' Devil Utopia, but they have to bleed first. I won't raise a group of locusts lying on my body and sucking blood."

"But they won't sit idly by!"

Charles clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "They will not sit back and watch the rise of a mutant nation, they will use all methods to destroy your utopia, bloodshed, death...even..."

"Then let them come!"

Saibo's voice was like a steel knife out of its sheath: "If even human beings can make up their minds to destroy everything, why should I back down? And I also believe that, Charles, the mutants in the seven cities will do everything to defend Cities, because only there can they get what they want, even if it is bloodshed, even if it is death, even if it is destruction."

"There will soon be more than seven cities. I'm not afraid to tell you that all the weapons manufacturing industries of Hammer Industries have been transferred to Mexico. I am arming an army. Charles, how many mutants are there in the whole world? You Can you imagine how many of them will join me? It will be the Israel of Mutants!"

Saber opened his arms and cried out:

"It will be a new paradise for mutants, where the first mutant nation will stand, endure hostility and war from the human world, and then be completely reborn. Eric knew I could do all this, and he put He gave me everything, but I don’t need it! I will build the world you dream of with my own hands, and I welcome all mutants who are willing to pay for this utopia.”

"He told me at the time of his death that every mutant has a responsibility to his own race, well, I shoulder my responsibility now, not because I love this race so much, it's just that Eric is dead, I think He didn't deserve to die, I want to do something for him, so that the stubborn old man can rest in peace."

Seber straightened his clothes, and he glanced at Professor Charles:

"Would you like to come along, Charles."