Marvel’s Superman

In Boston's luxury hotel suite, the scene was a little awkward.

Namor subconsciously avoided the Black Queen's angry eyes, even though Superman called his whistleblower a righteous, legitimate, and perfectly heroic act.

But in the face of the anger, confusion, and unbelievable complex eyes of his allies, the young king of Atlantis, who was not mentally strong enough, was still somewhat ashamed and guilty.

After all, in Namor's ups and downs, this was the first time betrayal had been done.

"You really... surprise me."

The Black Queen gritted her teeth, full of hatred.

The black mist in the right hand rolled, and a soul contract suddenly appeared.

Then, the text on the surface distorted and changed, like the lines of flames.

A sulphurous smell permeated, and the dense words formed a twisted face.

"Those who break the oath! Be punished!"

A gloomy and evil voice spread throughout the room, and a sense of coldness swept out, causing people to shiver uncontrollably.

"Uh... ah!"

Namor looked in pain and covered the position of his chest.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a strong hand, and he was about to pull it out and crush it.

"Sorry, Namor's soul... I can't give it to you for the time being."

Luke, who walked into the suite, slightly curved his lips.

"I am afraid that the gate of hell cannot be opened today."

"I promised him to keep him safe."

Luke stretched out his hand, and a luxurious scepter inlaid with agate and gems appeared out of thin air.

That is the embodiment of the power of the Death Race!

He used his scepter to aim at Namor, who was kneeling on the ground, his soul disembodied.

The brand exclusive to the god of death, like a seal covered with ink pad, poked on the surface of Namor's soul.

The devil's contract that was ignited by the fire of hell seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and it was extinguished in an instant.

"Humans! You have offended the supreme hell lord! You have taken away what belonged to Mephisto!"

The twisted and hideous flame face seemed to be a little dazed, showing a humanized expression of consternation, and turned to threaten.

"My name is Luke, remember that name."

"In this case, when you return to hell, you can explain it to Mephisto."

"If that... the supreme hell lord is dissatisfied, you can ask me for it in person."

"At that time, I will be waiting in the world, and his great visit will come."

Luke's face was calm, and the luxurious scepter symbolizing death shot a ray of light, smashing the flaming face directly.

Namor, who is only one step away from death, is like a drowning man who has successfully landed on the shore, gasping for breath, experiencing the feeling of the rest of his life.

"You are……"

However, in his eyes, there was an incredible look of shock.

Compared with the fact that his soul almost fell into hell, Namor was more concerned about the divine power displayed by Luke!

grim Reaper!

The superman who let himself suffer cruel failure turned out to be a powerful being with the authority of rules and above mortals!

"Don't show the surprised expression that only a supporting role can have. It will make me feel like the protagonist of a third-rate novel."

Luke put away the luxurious scepter, and he had used the power of death to place a seal on Namor's soul.

The young king of Atlantis, his future destination is his own underworld world.

If Luke wants to get Namor to report early, it's just a simple little thing that can be done with a thought.

This is the power of the gods.

They can use their divine powers against mortals as they please within the framework of the rules of the world.

"The god of death... you are actually a god of death."

Witnessing this scene, the black queen looked desperate, and even the idea of ​​running away disappeared.

She painstakingly planned and struggled for the grand goal of nearly a thousand years, and it turned out that others had already done it.

Seeing Superman's overly young face, Selene was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

The other party has survived to death for less than thirty years old, and has already ascended to the throne!

He has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he is still a tiny distance away from the immortal dimension demon god.

Why?

The Black Queen's chest heaved and it was difficult to calm down.

"Ma'am, do you have anything to defend against the multiple charges just now?"

Luke walked in front of Selene, his tall figure was like a mountain, putting heavy pressure on the opponent.

"I... want to fight for leniency."

The bitter black queen opened her alluring red lips, but after all, she didn't make any more excuses.

Her charm ability is completely ineffective against Superman.

As for seducing with beauty, or denying it, weaving lies...

These are all small tricks that don't make it to the top.

In the face of evenly matched and similar opponents, it may still be useful.

But Superman obviously won't eat this set!

Compared with pity for fragrance and jade, the Black Queen prefers that Luke will choose to kill flowers.

"Very well, you are also a smart person."

Luke nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that today, Superman's Iron Fist of Justice can be dispensed with.

As he advertises, he is a pacifist who uses love to influence villains and educate bad people with fists.

If it's not necessary, Luke is actually too lazy... No, it should be unwilling to abuse violence.

"In view of the good attitude of your confession and the fact that the crime has not yet been committed."

Luke looked upright and said loudly.

"As the director of SHIELD, I decided to put aside the original plan of 'killing on the spot' for the time being and adopt the backup plan of lighter punishment."

"However, you still have to pay the price you deserve for your wrongdoing."

The Black Queen felt the icy murderous intent receding, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Not only was her forehead sweaty, but her clothes were soaking wet, and even her legs were a little...

"Lord Superman, I heard that S.H.I.E.L.D. has a special institution for sheltering mutants, and you have also established a school."

The Black Queen clamped her long straight legs and leaned over to Luke calmly, her charming face even more spring-like.

"I can take guilt and make merit, play to my strengths, and make amends for the mistakes I made in the past."

Luke frowned, glanced at Namor who was silent, and scolded righteously: "Ma'am, please respect yourself!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has always emphasized the principle of integrity and integrity. As the director, I have set an example. I never mess with men and women, treat everyone equally, and never engage in favoritism..."

In the face of Superman's righteous rebuke, the Black Queen smiled embarrassedly.

She didn't expect that Luke would be so... shameless!

Not to mention the peachy scandal with the sorceress at the beginning of Superman's fame.

It's just the rumors in the streets and alleys, what with the beautiful commander of the iceberg of S.H.I.E.L.D., the charming young woman in Sicily, the white queen of the Hellfire Club, the goddess of the moon of the vampire family, etc., it reflects Luke's chaotic and fulfilling side. personal life.

Recently, because of the in-depth contact between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the three Sanctuaries.

The underground world began to spread, the secret affair that Superman and the Supreme Mage Gu Yi had to say.

There is no way, once the wind comment is killed, it will be very difficult to cleanse yourself.

It's like Howard Stark had a meal with a certain Hollywood actress, and the next day the newspaper would publish the lace news of "Shocked, New York Rich Finds Another Love, Behaves Intimately in and Out of the Hotel".

Even more unscrupulous roadside tabloids will write thousands of words of erotic content in detail.

"The price I'm referring to is your future freedom and life."

Luke didn't know the black queen's secret slander, he chanted the incantation silently and called for the blessing of Weishandi's power.

Then, he raised his right hand and pulled it gently to drag out the opponent's soul.

"It's an insurance to keep you safe, and it's a shackle to limit your movements."

Luke tapped the scepter of death on the dark, rich soul of the Black Queen.

Selene, who didn't react at all, saw that Superman skillfully used Weishandi's pure white light, and couldn't help but be more sure of his inner guess.