Marvel’s Superman

The too powerful enemy made Kang the Conqueror decide to be careful and develop steadily.

So he found Mr. Omen and the Black Queen.

If they were asked to face Superman directly and become thugs, the other party would definitely not be happy.

But Kang the Conqueror has ruled over so many timelines, and he has long been comfortable with how to attack plot characters.

He knew Mr. Omen and the Black Queen, both of whom were working on the idea of ​​the apocalypse.

One wants to be the second or fifth boy, stabbed in the back, and plundered the latter's power.

The other wants to draw powerful souls and complete the ascension ceremony.

It can be said that each has a ghost, and each has his own needs.

Coincidentally, Kang the Conqueror and Apocalypse also had a grudge that had to be said.

The latter, once his younger brother, overthrew his own rule.

That was the first time Kang the Conqueror hit a wall, and the game of world domination ended prematurely.

In this way, the three people are equivalent to having the same enemy and the same interests.

Once hit it off, forming an alliance is a matter of course.

The next question Kang the Conqueror has to consider is how to convince Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to join his anti-Superman alliance and play the role of thugs.

"Mr Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning technology."

Conqueror Kang rolled his eyes and said with the president's face: "As far as I know, Dr. Bolivar Trask of S.H.I.E.L.D., the work he has done to map the mutants' genetic map, has already reached one-fifth of the way. one."

"At this time, Superman not only has an increasingly perfect gene pool, but also gathers many mutants - your compatriots are being domesticated and become captive lambs."

The diamond-shaped gemstone on Mr. Omen's forehead flashed a strange red light.

He is not Namor with arrears in IQ, and he can hear the words of Kang the Conqueror.

"It's none of my business what mutants become."

Mr. Omen shook his head, as if he didn't want to get involved in this murky water.

He is a mutant gene activated by the apocalypse and has no sense of belonging to the race.

When doing experiments in the past, I also personally dissected the bodies of several mutants.

"But Mr. Essex, your research needs the genes of mutants. For you, those are the basis for your strength."

Conqueror Kang knows Mr. Omen very well, and the biological cloning technology he masters has always been at the forefront of the times.

Collecting mutants, cloning mutants, has always been his job.

And the other party's purpose is also very simple, use the mutant genes collected to turn himself into a stronger individual than Apocalypse, or create an individual stronger than Apocalypse himself.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror, what exactly do you want to say?"

Mr. Omen pursed his lips. He knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a stowaway from the future.

When Kang the Conqueror first met, he revealed his origins and presented convincing evidence.

This is also the reason why Mr. Omen and the Black Queen agreed to cooperate.

"Apocalypse is just fish on the chopping block. He is temporarily in a deep sleep and has no ability to resist."

Conqueror Kang showed a confident smile, a confident look.

"If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before that, we have to deal with the big trouble of Superman."

The long legs of the Black Queen stopped shaking. She leaned on her side and reclined on the sofa, exuding a fatal attraction all the time.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? This is different from what I said before. When you came to the door, you didn't propose to deal with the most powerful man in the world."

Selene's eyes lit up when she heard Superman's name.

She had said frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.

She once thought of seducing each other and letting Superman help her practice.

"Put away your unbearable rippling heart, Selene. The woman who died at the hands of Superman is not without it."

Mr. Omen glanced at his ally, and said coldly: "If he sees you, the probability of falling under his skirt is very low, and the possibility of punching you into meat sauce is more likely."

"Don't overestimate your own charm. A man's inner desire for a woman, in addition to the biological urge to mate, can also be satisfied through torture, whipping, abuse and other means."

"Destroying beautiful things can also give people pleasure."

The Black Queen smiled disdainfully and showed the side of an old driver, "If that Superman has a hobby in this area, I will definitely satisfy him."

"Sadomasochism, masochism, and rope tying, it's just pediatrics."

Playing like using props, or other crafts, appeared as early as the seventeenth century.

The British, in particular, have a strong thirst for flogging.

At that time, brothel establishments often launched professional services in order to attract the business of bigwigs - prostitutes in riding boots and low-cut dresses, waving horsewhips to beat customers.

According to statistics from an unknown organization, the number of people who spend money to be abused far exceeds the number of abusers.

Most of them are well-dressed men with successful careers.

They would even put advertisements in newspapers for "hostesses".

The courtesans of many social salons have to learn first-hand techniques in order to win the appreciation of the majority of men.

The British love whipping, but the Germans love tying up, and hardcore props.

The French are relatively normal, they are keen to commit crimes, or be tauren.

Anyway, in Europe at that time, the scale of play was very large.

Moreover, only the upper class can play like this, and the commoners can only express their envy by saying, "The upper class is really too dirty".

The Black Queen lived so long, living through the Roman Republic, witnessing the Empire, and then witnessing the division between East and West until its fall.

In any public bathing place, I have seen the big scenes of thousands of people having fun.

The little thing that Mr. Omen said was just a trifle.

"Uh, two, are you off topic?"

Conqueror Kang, who was not very interested in women's sex, said that he could not fit into the topic.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror, it is impossible for us to fight the most terrifying opponent in the world for a petty profit."

Mr. Omen is straight to the point.

The meaning is very clear, it is no problem to want him to be a thug, but he needs to pay more.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Conqueror. There are too many strong men who have encountered Waterloo at the hands of Superman."

At this time, the Black Queen was on the same side as Mr. Omen.

Just like their tit-for-tat just now, it never happened at all.

"Apocalypse isn't enough as a bargaining chip?"

Conqueror Kang asked with a frown.

He began to realize that the two allies he had found seemed a little too greedy.

"Mr. Essex is an alpha-level mutant who is proficient in many abilities. Ms. Selene is good at black magic and can absorb life."

Conqueror Kang, who folded his arms on his chest, glanced out the window in the dark night, and said perseveringly, "With my high-tech weapons, there is a high possibility of eliminating Superman."

Mr. Omen and the Black Queen looked at each other and shook their heads.

Superman's name is too loud and his record is too amazing.

What is the difference between rushing up and sending people's heads.

"If Your Excellency the Conqueror, you are willing to use your time and space shuttle machine as a bargaining chip..."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Omen made a request.

Rule a timeline, a whole world.

This is a huge temptation for anyone.

"It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to have a good talk."

Conqueror Kang's face turned cold, and he said directly: "Superman is already 150 kilometers away, and he will soon arrive at the White House."

"There is not much time left for the two of you to consider, or you can form an alliance with me. After this is done, I will hand over the mutant gene pool of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Essex, and by the way, I will find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene. , to help you complete the ascension ceremony."

"Either choose to sit on the sidelines and miss this opportunity."

"But even if I fail, Superman can't kill me all at once."

"And dealing with you is different. There is no basis and space for cooperation between the two young lieutenant generals who are too strong."

"Without my help, it would not be so easy to find a chance to deal with Superman."

Conqueror Kang spoke quickly and urgently. He didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and directly kill the White House.

Even if we have some solid evidence, we still have to test each other for a few rounds. After a fierce game, we will take action, right?

"Essex, you stay and fight Superman, I'll..."

The Black Queen made a decisive decision and chose to run away.

Just pull a magic circle and cut the space.

The shining spark just came out and went out in an instant.

"I have used the phase space blockade to isolate the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape."

Conqueror Kang shrugged. He originally wanted to negotiate seriously, but he didn't guess that Superman would kill him directly, and he didn't expect the appetite of his allies to be so great.

Rather than continue playing hide-and-seek and find a new identity, it's better to tie Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to the chariot.

"You count me!"

The black queen had a sullen look on her face, and smashed a fireball out.

Zizizi!

The current buzzes.

Conqueror Kang with the face of the president disappeared in an instant like an illusory projection.

"Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting instead of joining forces?"

Like teleportation, Kang the Conqueror appeared in another part of the room.

After a failure, the black queen knows the other party's realistic projection.

According to Conqueror Kang's careful character, he would not expose his true body easily.

"I hope you will keep your promise."

The Black Queen stopped and said coldly.

Abandoning superfluous feelings, thinking rationally, and cooperating with Kang the Conqueror is the best choice.

Superman won't give her what she wants, and if she can't complete the ascension ceremony, there's no point in keeping it as it is.

The Black Queen has lived for a long time, and becoming a god is her only obsession.

"he came."

The diamond-shaped gemstone on Mr. Omen's forehead shone with light.

His voice landed, and outside the White House, a figure was like a supersonic aircraft, tearing through the air waves, breaking the sound barrier, and smashing straight onto the green lawn.

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