Marvel’s Superman

Are all human beings in a thousand years so direct?

When the Egyptian princess Ammanette woke up, she originally wanted to use her eerie voice to match the horrifying look like a female ghost to give the effect of a horror movie.

Unexpectedly, Luke would directly propose to become the reincarnation vessel of Seth, the god of death.

This is completely out of the ordinary!

Anmanette was stunned for a moment, and the downed brain restarted.

The face covered in mud and branded with hieroglyphs showed a hint of interest.

She stared straight at Luke, swept back and forth with a look that looked at the cargo.

"Strong, young man."

Ammanette licked her black lips, like a hungry mother beast, trying to swallow the other party completely.

The Egyptian princess chose the fleshly body of Seth, the god of death, without any rigid criteria.

In short, it is probably the right age, not too old.

The durability must be sufficient, the output ability is strong, and it is best to be strong and durable.

Moreover, the appearance can not be too bad.

The job is not sticky, it can be prioritized...

The above conditions are met to be considered qualified.

Don't get me wrong, this is not the meaning of Seth, the god of death, but Ammanette's personal hobby.

After all, before completing the reincarnation ritual.

She also has to communicate with the chosen man in spirit and flesh to achieve the great harmony of life.

In some places, the requirement cannot be lowered.

"The great Set should be pleased with you."

Anmanette twisted her waist and walked over.

In her eyes, there was only Luke.

Dr. Henry is too old to be ruled out.

Those werewolves are aliens, so don't think about it.

In front of Luke, the rest of the archaeological team did not look enough.

After a round of strict screening, those who meet the conditions are the young people who have taken the initiative.

"Really?"

Luke made a surprised expression, as if excited that he was chosen.

Then, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said softly, "Since that's the case, Her Royal Highness, let's finish the ceremony as soon as possible."

"The dagger of Seth, the god of death, where is it?"

As the person who signed the contract, Ammanette has a secret connection with the ruby ​​and the dagger.

As long as it appears nearby, it can be perceived.

To Luke, the Egyptian princess was just a tool person looking for a dagger.

Ammanette was silent, and she approached the young man.

Gently sniffing the other party's vigorous soul breath, a satisfied look appeared on his face.

"let me see……"

The Egyptian princess gently lifted Luke's clothes, as if she wanted to inspect the goods first.

Bang!

The latter showed no mercy and threw a punch.

A terrifying hole exploded directly in Anmanette's chest.

Fortunately, she was a mummy, and her organs had already rotted away, so there was no bloody scene.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself."

Luke looked upright and told the other party with his actions that he was not that kind of casual guy.

He just wanted to know the whereabouts of the dagger of Set, but it would be a bit of a loss to sacrifice hue for this.

Ammanette is certainly a rare beauty with an exotic style, but that was only a thousand years ago.

After being mummified, it was sealed in a coffin and sank into a mercury well.

The ruthless years have devastated her beauty to nothing.

The Egyptian princess standing in front of Luke has not taken a bath for thousands of years.

In addition, the flesh and blood are rotting, and the body is covered in sludge, and the overall image is really unflattering.

It is really difficult for Luke to complete a great harmony of life with such a woman.

In a nutshell, it's ugly.

"I just fancy Seth, the god of death, and I have no interest in you--"

Ammanette was offended by this answer.

She was angry, opened her hands, and the strong breath of the dead attracted a large number of crows.

They are like a black storm, sweeping over.

Thousands of crows, with sharp claws and sharp beaks, are enough to peck off the archaeological team.

Snapped!

Luke snapped his fingers gently.

The fiery energy dissociating from the air, like an explosive that ignites a lead, suddenly burst out.

Boom! Boom boom boom!

The pitch-black crows hovering above their heads suddenly burst into flames.

This spectacular scene shocked the archaeologists, and at the same time, they had a better understanding of Superman's strength.

"Most of the time, I treat women politely and with demeanor."

Luke walked in front of Ammanette, and the biological force field wrapped around him, exerting a terrifying pressure.

The body of a mummy with immortality is not so powerful that it is invulnerable to fire and water.

At most, they will be beaten more than ordinary people.

The Egyptian princess finally felt terrified as her arms burst open to dust.

Her legs were bent and she knelt down slowly, showing surrender.

What the hell is going on in this world?

In Ammanet's barren thinking, human beings should be synonymous with weakness.

Not even the most valiant and mightiest warriors of the kingdom could stand against the power of the gods.

But now, it seems that there is a problem.

The young human standing in front of him is obviously terrifyingly strong!

"That's the right attitude."

Luke put away the biological force field, looked down at the Egyptian princess who had sobered up after a beating, and asked again, "Where is the dagger of Set?"

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A few hours later, Luke took the archaeological team of the Bojian Department to a monastery near London, England.

According to Ammanette, during the Crusades, Egypt was invaded and a lot of gold, jewelry and antiques were looted, and the dagger of Seth, the god of death, was among them.

"Find it and bring it to me."

Luke gave orders.

The originally ambitious and arrogant Egyptian princess has been "trained" to be honest by him.

Not long after, the dagger of Set was brought back from the monastery.

It is like a black spar, with a slender shape and a cold hand.

"What about the ruby?"

Luke turned his head to look at Dr. Henry, who hurriedly handed over a box.

He knew that Bo Jianbu was destined to be unable to resist Superman and S.H.I.E.L.D., so he simply changed his thinking, actively cooperated, and tried to leave a good impression.

The proposal of the "Magic Congress" is very tempting.

A huge institution responsible for governing the dark creatures and the underworld.

If they can join it, perhaps the Bo Jian Department will no longer have to worry about how to deal with those "monsters".

They will also gain a deeper understanding of the dark world shrouded in mystery.

"Does the ritual require any spells?"

Luke embedded the ruby ​​on the top of the dagger, and he sensed a dark force that wrapped around it, like the key link of some kind of contract.

Anmanette tried to restrain her fiery gaze, shook her head and said, "As long as it pierces the flesh and blood, the 'container' can form a connection with Seth, the god of death, and complete the ritual."

Luke thought for a while, and stabbed the dagger in the chest in front of everyone.

Click!

The black spar-like dagger burst out with a few cracks.

No defense!

"Uh……"

Luke was a little embarrassed.

The dagger is only a medium for the ritual.

In terms of sharpness, it is actually not much stronger than the fruit knife in the kitchen.

"I will try again."

Luke's movements became cautious.

He was worried that if he failed again, the dagger might be scrapped.

By activating the power left by Seth, the god of death, the physical defense was minimized by the way.

The dagger finally opened a small hole, and the moment it touched the blood, the ruby ​​embedded on the top burst into light.

The surging and icy dark energy, like a flood burst through the dam, poured into Luke's flesh and blood.

A dark shadow seemed to pass through the gate of the material world, forcibly squeezed into his body, making a roar of excitement.

The hieroglyphs imprinted on Ammanette's face gradually appeared on Luke's face.

A strong dark force emerged like a fountain, haunting the body.

"I! Come to the earth!"

Luke swallowed this slogan full of middle school vibes before he could shout it out.

"Sorry, the ownership of the body is still mine."

Superman shook his head and said so.

"And your authority of the god of death must also belong to me."