Superman

A cruel voice sounded.

Baine's skill card, which has not been used for a long time, was finally cast on Namor.

It can be regarded as allowing the Neptune of this Marvel world to experience the treatment that Batman only has in the studio next door.

"Ahhh!"

Namor let out a miserable cry.

He clearly felt that the spine supporting his lower back was broken.

It was as if the whole person had been forcibly folded in half!

Heart-piercing pain rushed to the brain.

The collapsed chest is like a bellows being pulled.

Namor squirted blood wildly, while suffering the terrible pain that spread all over his body.

The turbulent fighting spirit that was originally ignited in his heart disappeared instantly, as if being splashed with cold water.

"Our grievances have been written off."

Throwing Namor aside, Luke said blankly.

At this moment, he doesn't want to talk about whitewashing his actions with justice, or say a few grandiose words that occupy the moral high ground.

Compared with those villains and villains, the only difference between Luke and them is that he has a clear understanding of himself.

"I'm not Clark Kent, and I don't intend to be a bright lighthouse that shines on the world. Because it will cost a lot, and even some sacrifices will be made when necessary."

Luke thought silently, it was unrealistic to expect a traverser with superhuman strength to quickly become a savior hero like Superman.

Not to mention, as a pragmatist.

He has always believed that an excellent villain will always be much more efficient than a superhero in terms of efficiency.

The latter will always encounter an unsolvable dilemma similar to the trolley problem, and thus fall into repeated torture of self-morality.

This is their greatness and their flaws.

Why can't Batman beat the Joker?

It's just that he is unwilling to lower the moral bottom line and let himself slip to the same level as his old enemy.

Gamblers with the same chips, the same ability, and who abide by the rules will always lose to unscrupulous gamblers.

Luke believed that keeping the Joker with the Punisher guaranteed that Gotham's prince of crime would hold back.

"So, to deal with a guy like you, sometimes you have to use someone like me."

Mr. Major General chuckled, and looked down at Namor who had lost even worse than last time.

"Ho ho I never thought I'd lose twice to a landman!"

Namor "sizzled" gasped, fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"In the tradition of Atlantis, the life of the loser should be reaped by the winner. Come on! Send me back to the embrace of the God of the Sea!"

Perhaps it was the clear tingling that went deep into the bone marrow, which made the young king of Atlantis gradually get rid of the thoughts of the middle school.

He raised his head hard and closed his eyes.

Make a tragic expression that is always ready to die bravely and face death.

At this time, Namor finally looks like a king of a country.

"The personal grievances between us have been settled."

Luke said meaningfully: "As the major general of the land world, if I kill the king of Atlantis with my own hands, it doesn't mean that I will initiate a war between the two worlds."

Namor opened his eyes, and asked with some doubts: "Are you planning to let me go? This doesn't seem like Superman's style of doing things."

After several contacts, he probably knew the real face of the major general.

What pacifists and war heroes are all propaganda needs.

Coldness and indifference flowed in the opponent's bones, and he never held back the enemy.

"Namor McKenzie, you are now arrested on multiple charges including attempting to destroy the world, disrupting diplomatic relations between Atlantis and the land world, and attempting to launch a civil war and create a very large-scale massacre."

Luke, like an unselfish judge, counted Namor's "crimes" in detail, and finally finalized his conclusion.

"Waiting for you will be a joint trial between Atlantis and the land world."

"You're a bloody bastard! I'm not going to stand trial! I'm the king!"

Namor was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, glaring at Superman who was looking down at him.

Originally, he had fantasies, thinking that Luke was going to let him go out of respect for his lifelong enemy.

As a result, he was instantly slapped in the face mercilessly by the opponent.

"To each other, to each other."

Luke spread his hands and said solemnly: "Whether you fail or make a mistake, you must be punished. This is reasonable, isn't it?"

Ignoring Namor's resentment, he snapped his fingers and shouted into the air, "Master Ancient One, help me open the door."

The voice fell to the ground, and the spark of magic cut the space.

The spinal column was broken, and Namor, who couldn't get up again, disappeared directly, and it was unknown where he was thrown by Gu Yi.

"Fix one, and another."

Luke rubbed his fists, he looked forward to Sebastian Xiao even more.

Namor is a top lane hero with high attacking strength, and when he encounters a Superman who is slightly better than him, he naturally has no room to resist.

But the black king of the Hellfire Club was different. Anti-armor, sun-flame and madman, belonged to the tricky type who fought harder and harder.

In the original timeline, it was Magneto and Professor Charles who joined forces to defeat him when he was not prepared.

"Eh, what about people?"

Luke scanned over with super vision, but didn’t find Sebastian Xiao.

His gaze was like a radar, covering the lost city, not missing even the tiniest gaps.

"Master Gu Yi ran away, please open the door again."

Luke didn't panic at all, he had the strongest auxiliary Supreme Mage on Earth.

When the full map view is turned on, no matter where Sebastian Xiao flees, he can catch up with him.

Hearing Luke's call, the Supreme Mage who witnessed everything with the "Window of the World" cut the space quite cooperatively.

"I didn't expect Sebastian Xiao to have contact with her."

Gu Yi, who was staying on Liberty Island, was thoughtful. With the help of the time and space nodes of the three sanctuaries, she could cast spells over a long distance and open the door for Luke without any pressure.

"Witch, Selene! She has also joined the Hellfire Club."

London, England.

Sebastian, who fell on the carpet in embarrassment, quickly took off his bulky diving suit.

At this time, he was in a villa in the urban area.

From the deep sea of ​​the Atlantic Ocean to London, it's no wonder that Luke couldn't scan it with super vision.

"Go and inform Mr. Essex! Superman has defeated Namor, and will most likely continue to hunt me down! We must find a way to solve this trouble!"

Sebastian looked nervous, completely losing his usual calm demeanor.

Namor has already suffered from the pain of a broken back, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. He doesn't want to follow in the other party's footsteps.

If he hadn't seen the opportunity early and saw his teammates showing signs of defeat, and quickly called for help, he might have been pressed down by that superman and rubbed hard on the ground.

"How did you mess with him, Superman?"

A female voice with a hint of charm echoed in the room.

The helper who saved Sebastian Xiao was an enchanting woman sitting on a high-back chair.

She has waist-length black hair and wears a vintage robe.

Between gestures, she exudes amazing charm.

Selene!

The Black Queen of the Hellfire Club!

Also a mighty witch!

"Essex is busy working on his cloning technology, but has no time to help you out."

The Black Queen Selene covered her mouth and chuckled, showing no fear of the angry Sebastian Xiao.

"By the way, Xiao. Saving you this time is not a free help, remember to pay a reasonable reward."

The Essex she was talking about was none other than the mutant "Mr. Omen".

"It's about this time, and it's time to plan! You don't know the seriousness of the matter, I want to talk directly to Essex!"

Sebastian was quite annoyed, he had no sense of security now, and was always worried that Superman would fall from the sky.

Mister Sinister must be allowed to fully wake up the god of mutants!

he thought so.

Zizi!Zizi!

Magical sparks suddenly appeared, opened the circular passage, and a cold voice came from it

"No one can save you today, Mr. Xiao."

Sebastian looked horrified, he didn't expect Superman to come to the door so soon.

When the voice fell, violent air currents and roaring explosions poured out from the circular passage!

That tall and imposing figure appeared in this room!

Chapter 139? Black Queen, Meteorite Escape

The tall figure suddenly descended, and the violent atmosphere like an eruption of an active volcano filled the spacious study room.

The black queen Selene, who was leaning on the high-back chair, squinted her eyes, and the turbulent air flow was like a gust of wind rolled up on the ground, shaking the retro robe and waist-length black hair.

The anxious look on Sebastian's face froze in an instant, and an unstoppable look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Catch up so quickly"

He was a little unbelievable, Superman also has magic?

Using a spell-casting medium to open a portal is a mage's signature skill.

Luke stepped out of the circular passage, his sharp eyes swept towards the horrified Sebastian Xiao.

Eye-to-eye contact, no classic villain declarations, or corny pre-battle dialogue.

Luke exerted force under his feet and pulled out a swift straight line.

Clenching a fist with his right hand, the terrifying strength condensed a little.

Boom!

The huge bang almost knocked the roof off.

Sebastian's head seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he staggered back.

That body, which can be called strong, suddenly showed an illusory double image.

This is him absorbing the terrible power that Superman unleashes.

The other party was like a giant titan in human skin, punching it down, Rao even Sebastian Shaw, who had been exposed to cruise missiles head-on and easily absorbed the explosion energy, was a bit too much.

He could not help feeling a deep chill in his heart when he thought of tearing up the three major "Battleship Classes", pushing aircraft carriers, and Namor with the explosive hammer.

Sebastian is much more sober than the king of Atlantis who suffered a broken back.

He didn't think he would be a match for Superman unless he could wait until he could absorb atomic energy, become a humanoid nuclear weapon, and get a wave of thorough enhancements.

Otherwise, head-to-head with the opponent, the winning rate is very low.

"The legendary Superman really lives up to his reputation."