Marvel’s Superman

Dark, cold and chaotic.

This is Luke's most intuitive feeling about death.

The extremely high temperature of ten million degrees Celsius in the core of the sun, even the biological force field melts and burns through, not to mention a body of steel.

In addition, the Sentinel finally detonated the power of the star, forming a terrifying bombardment like a gamma-ray burst.

Under the double injury, Superman faced the closest battle to death in his life.

It can be said that half of his foot has stepped into the gate of the abyss.

In a trance, Luke even saw the "death" of one of the five gods in the universe, beckoning to himself.

He didn't know if it was a near-death hallucination, or a conjecture caused by a mental shock.

"Cough...that's embarrassing enough."

Luke breathed the air greedily, and pure white light permeated around the broken body, slowly seeping in.

This is the light of the soul!

Used to repair mentally traumatized injuries.

The half of his charred, fully carbonized, shattered body, leaning against a stone throne, was struggling to heal.

"Respected master, who caused you... to be hurt so terribly?"

A glamorous woman wearing a tulle, with a large caramel-colored skin on her chest, waist and buttocks, walked up to Luke.

She was respectful, kneeling below, showing the most humble and loyal attitude.

This is the underworld world.

The woman who appeared was the one who signed a contract with Seth, the god of death, in an attempt to create a mummy dynasty and reproduce the glorious princess Ammanette of ancient Egypt.

That guy, Seth, the god of death, is more unlucky.

In order to revive in this world, he planned for thousands of years, but was destroyed by the Hirobian Department led by the incarnated doctor.

Later, he ran into the hands of Superman. Unfortunately, he was deprived of his divine status and authority, and fell into eternal sleep.

After dealing with Seth, the god of death, Luke did not send the Egyptian princess' soul to hell, but left it behind.

He has no time to play the god of death, establish religion, gather believers, and obtain souls.

Director of SHIELD, superhero, lieutenant general, god on earth, world lighthouse, supreme mage... His titles are enough.

If it continues to increase, it may not even fit a business card.

Therefore, Luke asked Ammanette to take care of this long broken Hades world for himself.

The name of Seth, the god of death, has long since been buried in the dust of history with the change of dynasties and the changes of the times.

Faithful believers, harvestable souls...these are few and far between.

Correspondingly, the Hades world he built was not as eerie and grand as it once was.

It's like an old, dusty palace that nobody cares about.

"A sick man."

Luke said truthfully.

He fell into the sun with nothingness, not with the idea of ​​perishing together.

I have the underworld world, and I can open it at any time and escape into it.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the face of death, the nihilistic psychological defense line collapsed first, and directly used self-destruction.

The energy bombardment, like a gamma-ray burst, almost sent Luke to hell.

But then again, he and Mephisto are still old acquaintances.

If I go to hell, I believe I should be treated as a VIP.

"Hope the sun burns nothingness."

Luke grinned. After that high-intensity, long-lasting and hard battle, the speed of repairing his body has become much slower now.

The feeling of blood and flesh squirming, like an unbearable tingling, made him want to scratch.

"Change the style, I don't like palaces."

Blocking the torture of the senses, Luke put one hand on the throne, and with his voice, the dilapidated palace turned into a spacious study.

"When Mephisto's Hell Hotel is fully promoted and dividends are obtained, we will also find some time to take care of the underworld world."

An underworld world, and the authority of the god of death, these should be used.

"Do you have any experience with the construction of the underworld?"

Luke turned his attention to Ammanette, the Egyptian princess who had cleaned up and could actually see through.

The curves are round and full, the figure is strong and powerful, revealing a touch of exotic style.

If she didn't look sloppy with tens of millions of people who haven't taken a bath and all kinds of oil paint on her face when she came out, maybe she would have agreed to the request to roll the sheets.

"what?"

Anmanette, who was kneeling below, looked bewildered. She used to be an ancient Egyptian princess and received royal education for fighting, leading troops, and governing the country.

But the construction of the underworld world is indeed the first time I have heard of it.

"Respected master, I can learn."

Ammanette heard what Luke meant and said quickly.

She is an ambitious woman, otherwise she would not have taken a huge risk to sign a contract with Seth, the god of death, just to sit in the position of the female pharaoh.

Power, status, this is full of attraction for Ammanette.

A Hades world is more tempting than Pharaoh.

"Send you to hell for further study another day, and let the old ink ribbon take you."

When it comes to harvesting souls and building a dimensional world, who can be more experienced than heaven and hell?

Luke thinks, no.

Like Dormammu in the dark dimension, and the crimson master Cytorak, it was all a small fight to get some soup.

More than 90% of the soul market on earth is monopolized by heaven and hell.

Of course, this is also related to the Dimension Demon God's demand for soul chips, which is not as strong as these new gods.

"Everything is according to your will, great death."

Anmanette lowered her head and tried her best to reveal the deep ravine that had been squeezed out, showing her docile side.

"Go down."

Luke didn't even look, waved her back.

The body is broken and incomplete, and the serious injury has not healed. Where can there be a mind and unspoken rules of the ancient Egyptian princess.

Besides, even if he has this intention, he has more than enough energy.

Luke glanced at the bare skeleton body with concern.

This time, the task for Emperor Weishan is indeed a big loss.

Originally, it was just to deal with a Heavenly Father-level Orochi Kuer, but I didn't expect a sentinel to emerge from behind, and then nothingness went online.

"That bad old man Agomoto is very bad. After he goes back, he will definitely not give up and must pay more."

Luke gasped and complained.

Seeing the bones like fine iron, he suddenly had an idea, spread out his palms, and a dazzling silver light flowed into his body.

The tenth metal is the original power of the studio next door, and it may be made more indestructible by melting into the body of Superman.

In the future, there will be opportunities to visit, like what emotional spectrum, anti-life equation, omega rays... These are all powerful forces that can hurt Superman.

A plan must be made!

"It's a little… exciting."

Luke closed his eyes and leaned back on the study chair.

The whole body was penetrated by the silver liquid of the tenth metal, and the slow-growing muscles and cells suddenly accelerated, making people feel like they were soaking in a hot spring.

A strong drowsiness struck, Luke relaxed and his breathing became steady.

"Superman... Supreme Mage... Luke Cavill."

In a trance, he heard someone calling him.

Slowly opening his eyes, the dark fog dissipated, revealing a tall figure shrouded in black robes.

This is a woman.

Just from the wonderful curves drawn, Luke made a judgment.

"You are……"

He wanted to get closer to the past, but the black-robed woman was always looming, like an illusory bubble.

"I am the embodiment of death, the master of the soul."

It was cold, mixed with a faint voice, and passed into Luke's ears, like a sudden explosion of thunder.

"Death... ma'am?"

He said hesitantly.

As we all know, there are five creation gods in the Marvel universe.

They are "death", "eternity", "infinity", "annihilation" and "star swallowing".

These five creation gods were formed with the birth of the multiverse.

They are the embodiment of the rules, and they are also super accounts with some management rights in the multiverse.

There are also administrators with higher authority, the Life Court.

And the head boss, the only master of the almighty universe, the lord of creation, OAA.

"I'm still in the Earth Novice Village, how come I have come into contact with the five creation gods."

Luke has some doubts. Generally speaking, this is the level he will only come into contact with after he has stepped out of the universe and stepped into the sea of ​​stars.

The new map has not been unlocked, and the BOSS ran out. What is the situation?

"The Emperor Weishan once mentioned your name to Eternal."

The black-robed woman who called herself "Death" said softly.

It's just that Luke still couldn't see her face clearly.

The existence of the multiverse level is still a little far away from him.

"We have a request, of course, you can also think of it as a mission."

The Lady of Death faced Luke, and under the black robe was an icy darkness that was hard to spy on.

Behind him, there also seem to be four magnificent figures standing above the universe.

"Task?"

Luke's eyes flashed, as if thinking of something.

Go over the wall yourself?

"This is the best chance."

This time, it was "eternity" that came out.

He is the boss of Weishandi, and the earth is said to be his heart.

Luke still couldn't see the specific image of this big guy, but felt that it was an endless gathering of celestial bodies, like a vast universe with twinkling stars appearing in front of him.

"I hope you'll agree, Luke Cavill, that this involves a... gamble on a higher level."

Eternal said nothing in detail, but Luke could understand what it meant.

He looked down at the tenth metal that had melted into his body, and became more sure of his inner thoughts.

"The best chance...what's the chance?"

he looked up and asked.

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