Superman

The powerful image created by Superman has also become the common cognition of the group of people at the top of the pyramid in the human world.

Luke doesn't need to deal with any dignitaries anymore, and he doesn't need to have a full schedule, dealing with various high-end receptions and interpersonal relationships.

He can completely turn from the front of the stage to the backstage, watching where the world that has been changed beyond recognition by himself will go.

"In the future, for invitations of this kind, you can just push them down, and you don't need to ask me again."

Luke knocked on the table and said lightly.

After confirming that Natasha had no other work, he closed his eyes on his own, and unscrupulously magnified his senses at the cosmic level.

The Black Widow sitting across from her felt a substantial, strong wave sweeping over her, like a radar sound wave.

Because she was too close, the air could be found to be distorted through naked eye observation, as if it was constantly vibrating, rendering grotesque colors.

Witnessing this scene, Natasha held her breath subconsciously, not daring to make any movements.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt you."

Luke comforted him.

He is using his senses to gradually cover the planet under his feet.

No matter what those Skrulls choose to do, it is an indisputable fact that they secretly kidnapped and held Howard Stark and Nick Fury with the intention of attacking S.H.I.E.L.D.

For the deterrent purpose of killing chickens and monkeys, Luke must show a stern attitude.

As for the consequences of offending the Skrull Empire?

Sorry.

That was beyond his consideration.

Superman's senses expand rapidly, and the whole person seems to rise to a very high place, opening the perspective of God.

The earth is like a blue glass marble in the palm of your hand.

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Westchester County, Academy of Mutants.

The young Charles stood on the podium, teaching history lessons to the fifth grade students in a friendly and gentle tone.

Read books to draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

He and his friend Eric chose differently and did not enter the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Instead, he stayed in this school that meant a lot to mutants and became a teacher.

Because long before they hit the stage, Emma the White Queen and Superman were working together.

The Mutant Registration Act was introduced, and the public perception of mutants was drastically reversed.

The public opinion environment at this time is much better than before.

Even William Stryker, the "mutant butcher" in the original plot, sent his son to school.

As someone said, the story of this world has been messed up by him, and it can no longer see the original appearance.

Thus, Professor Charles and Magneto, good friends who were supposed to fall in love and kill each other.

Not only did they not part ways, but they became the youth leaders of their compatriots.

"The original mutants date back to..."

Charles propped his hands on the table, and his eloquent voice suddenly stopped.

He raised his head with shock in his eyes.

Looking through the window, looking in the direction of Washington, D.C.

As an alpha-level mutant, Charles possesses the most powerful psychic abilities in the world.

If he wants, he can even use the brain wave amplification device developed by Hank the Beast to enter the consciousness of human beings all over the world.

As Luke sits in his headquarters building on the banks of the Potomac, letting go of his senses and searching every single Skrull on Earth.

Charles, who lives in Westchester County in upstate New York, naturally noticed it.

He habitually tried to capture the spiritual traces in it, trying to find out who that person was.

But that extremely tyrannical mental fluctuation mercilessly pushed Charles out.

next second!

He screamed!

He covered his eyes with his hands, as if his retinas had been burned by the sun's rays.

That is an existence far beyond my imagination!

Stronger than the legendary Omega-level mutants!

"get out of class off!"

Charles said something in a hurry, turned around and rushed out the door to explain the situation to the principal.

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A Skrull liaison officer disguised as Nick Fury, sending messages to fellow S.H.I.E.L.D. infiltrators.

He has already learned from the mouth of the leader how terrifying Superman is.

If the news that seems too exaggerated, all of them are true.

So let alone an advance force, even if the empire invested all its power, it might not be able to cause him any harm.

After all, that was the man who easily defeated the sword fighter, and the elders of the universe would all respect him.

Across the galaxy, Superman's fame.

Already surpassing Odin, the former co-lord of the Nine Realms, there is a tendency to catch up with the Mad Titan.

"Using stealth technology, the spacecraft docked in outer space is ready to make a jump at any time."

After the contact, the Skrull returned to its original appearance.

He didn't like to be a dark, stern-looking guy.

"What about the humans under our control?"

the liaison officer asked.

Only he and the leader of Skrull's advance force were left in the dark room.

"Throw it in the 'warehouse', anyway, they will wake up sooner or later, and then they will figure out a way for themselves."

The leader did not kill those people, not even torture to extract confessions.

the reason is simple.

Not out of some cosmic humanitarianism, or anything.

Skrulls don't need to do that at all, they usually find the target.

Then control it and copy it together with its appearance and memory.

"Could Superman already know we exist?"

The liaison officer was a little nervous.

The law of survival in the vast galaxy has always been similar to the law of the jungle in nature.

Civilization is a layer of cloak, take off that layer of cover, inside there is only barbarism.

The Mad Titan and his dark order have become the confidants of the three empires.

And now Superman, who is equally powerful, is about to lead this blue planet to rise.

Once the other party knows that the Skrull Empire has made plans for the earth, will it lead to the outbreak of a war?

"What can you do if you know?"

The leader seemed to regain his composure.

The shape-shifting ability of the Skrull is not limited to the surface, but an imitation at the genetic level.

Unless Superman can see the distribution and movement of every atom, go deep into the microscopic world, and gain insight into the changes in it.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to tell who is a human and who is a Skrull?

So in the leader's view, the best situation is for everyone to take a step back.

Forced by Superman's strength, they consciously withdrew from the earth.

And the other party can also treat it as if nothing happened and turn a blind eye.

The idea of ​​the leader of the Skrulls is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

boom!

The pitch-black room seemed to have been lifted from the roof by an invisible hand.

Let the light shine in!

This is an air defense base buried deep underground.

The leader of the Skrulls borrowed Howard Stark's power and funds to build a stronghold in private.

But that invisible force, like the palm of a god, pressed down!

Thick soil, hard reinforced concrete, all shattered!

"Found you."

The incomparably grand, spirit-shaking voice blasted directly into the consciousness of the Skrull leader.

His panicked expression suddenly froze.

As if his soul had been emptied, he knelt down tremblingly.

At the same time, the scattered Skrulls were struck by lightning.

They held their heads tightly, tenaciously resisting the invisible heart fluctuations.

But no one could persist for more than a second before losing consciousness.

"Mr. Director..."

In the office of the headquarters building, Natasha called out cautiously.

Luke leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, as if resting.

She had been motionless and had sat stiffly for five minutes.

It was really unbearable, so I made a sound.

"Okay, let the security throw the Skrulls downstairs into prison, and wait for Peggy to come back and interrogate them."

Luke opened his eyes and snapped his fingers lightly.

Outside the headquarters building, magic sparks flickered, opening many transmission channels.

Losing resistance, the unconscious Skrull fell on the emerald green lawn like dumplings.

"Skrull?"

Natasha was puzzled, walked to the French window, and looked around.

"Mr. Director, how did you find them..."

Leviathan graduated, and the female secretary who won the title of "Black Widow" covered her mouth.

She had just learned from Peggy that the Skrulls were quite cunning, and it was difficult to tell them apart.

But Luke was just sitting in the office, and these guys came to the door by themselves, which is too unbelievable.

"When you can hold a planet in the palm of your hand and play with it at will, it is easy to do anything and find anyone."

Luke smiled faintly, leaning back slightly.

Get rid of the secret invasion of the Skrulls, and the rest is vacation life.