Marvel’s Superman

"what happened?"

A series of question marks appeared on Namor's head.

He hadn't figured out the situation for the time being, let alone realized that he had lost nine precious seconds in his tragic and short life.

"It could be... Superman! We may all be under control!"

Sebastian frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

A look of horror appeared on the sullen face.

He was more experienced than Namor and quickly sensed something was amiss.

The clear picture of the memory in my mind seems to have been deleted, and it cannot be connected at all.

The last moment, Superman suddenly appeared and raised his right arm.

In the next second, the other party disappeared, and along with the continental shelf oscillator, it disappeared out of thin air.

This is so weird!

As if someone stole from them everything that happened during this time!

"Your Majesty, we should leave as soon as possible!"

Sebastian was clear-headed and immediately persuaded Namor to run away.

Although I don't know where that giant planetary weapon went.

But one thing is certain, even if he and Namor join forces, they probably won't be able to stop Superman's attack.

Especially in the deep sea, Sebastian, who was wearing a diving suit, had difficulty moving and could not show his true strength at all.

Once a battle breaks out, Namor may not be able to take care of himself.

So, Sebastian subconsciously offered to retreat.

Anyway, it's important to save your life.

This is his steady way!

"Is the ultimate weapon of Atlantis just abandoned?"

How could the young and vigorous Namor understand Sebastian's conservative thinking.

"Mr. Xiao, we can't run away any longer, it's time to summon the courage and face the threat of Superman!"

"He is indeed the most powerful land person I have ever seen, but your strength will not lose to the other party - the black king of the Hellfire Club, the Alpha-level mutant!"

"With a royal bloodline of Atlantis, and an Alpha-level mutant, with a strong alliance, can it be said that a superman can't be resisted!?"

"He's not a god!"

Sebastian looked at Namor, who was hot-blooded, and was a little confused.

At this moment, his mood is extremely complicated.

In the face of Namor's questioning, Sebastian wanted to tell the other party.

The last time you held a golden trident and summoned the sea monster, you failed to defeat Superman.

Now that you are unarmed and have no trump cards, how can you use your head to fight the opponent head-on?

"How could I choose such a guy with a muscle in his head as an ally?"

Sebastian couldn't tell the bitterness in his heart. Right now, they were like a bot duo with no tacit understanding.

Obviously one party has already sent a signal that they want to go back to the city to supplement their status, and then come back to the line.

But the Tietouwa teammates around him had to force the tower and prepare for a wave of well-developed opponents who were ahead of the output heroes with a few pieces of equipment.

With a little use of your brain, you know that the end is worrying.

"Your Majesty, we..."

Sebastian was about to explain a few words, but saw the spark of magic jumping endlessly.

The Supreme Mage, who is far away on Liberty Island, is like an excellent assistant, cutting space in a timely manner and opening the passage.

"I think I heard someone mention my name behind my back?"

Luke returned to the lost city of Atlantis with a gentle smile on his lips.

The giant armor left by the god group was temporarily thrown aside by him.

On this planet, apart from himself, it is estimated that no one can move it.

Magneto?

He is still an orphan with both parents dead.

Captain Marvel?

The Cold War never started.

The Tianma plan is even more of a no-brainer.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

Luke looked at Namor, who was angry and bloody.

He didn't intend to say anything nonsense, he just stretched out his right hand.

Spread it out into a palm, and tick forward.

Provocative means, obvious.

"The grievances between us should indeed be settled."

Namor doesn't have so many twists and turns in his head. Under normal circumstances, when he encounters a problem, he punches his fist and rushes to it.

After all, he is also the king of Atlantis. He is not as stable as Sebastian, or he can swallow his voice.

boom!

In Namor's heart, a burning will to fight ignited.

He stepped heavily under his feet, and the ground of the island, which had originally burst into dense cracks, splashed with gravel.

With a powerful punch, it went straight to Luke's face.

For Namor, the seabed is his main battlefield.

Terrifying water pressure, and water flow that hinders movement and slows down the speed.

In the eyes of Namor, who has the blood of the Atlantis royal family, it is not a burden at all.

On the other hand, Superman needs to turn on the biological force field at all times.

Used to resist water pressure and drain water flow.

Therefore, compared to the battle over the Atlantic Ocean, this time he has a more geographical advantage!

Boom!

Luke was unhurried, and the biofield was in full swing.

The whole person is like a small celestial body, exuding a terrifying aura.

The foothold collapsed and smashed, the gravel fluttered, and the floating dust rolled.

Namor's fist hadn't approached Luke yet, as if it had hit an iron wall.

The surging anti-shock force spread along the arm and spread all over the body.

Namor felt as if he had been punched by himself, and felt sore all over.

For a while, it was extremely uncomfortable!

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time. The gap between us seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

Bringing the villain Luke not only gave Namor physical damage, but also a mental crit.

The fully unfolded biological power directly enveloped Namor, who was in a state of rigidity.

The latter instantly seemed to be carrying a heavy shackle and fell into a sticky swamp.

Compared to Superman's straight-forward, rampant fighting style.

After Luke upgrades the template, focus on developing skills.

However, he temporarily figured out the basic operation of shaving with heat vision.

Bang!

Luke's right leg slammed into Namor's chest.

Like a cruise missile exploding.

The terrifying force tore apart the high-density muscles that could block bullets, and crushed the hard bones like steel.

Click!

Clear cracking sound.

Namor was like a solid cannonball with full strength, and flew backwards suddenly.

A few traces of bright red blood melted into the turbulent water.

I saw the sternum collapsed and Namor, who was vomiting blood, smashed through the collapsed ruined buildings one after another, shaking up a large piece of dust.

Luke shook his neck as if he had finished a warm-up exercise.

Bang!

Another explosion.

Luke is like a jet plane that catapults to start, and the bio-force field pushes out the turbulent waters.

After just a few sprints, he immediately approached Namor, who was struggling to get up.

Those brick walls and pillars that survived from ancient times, like paper paste, were all knocked into rubble.

"Unlucky guy, do you think Sebastian Xiao really treats you as a compatriot?"

Luke stomped his foot and stepped back on Namor who stood up.

The giant island of the lost city, shaking with a bang,

The huge sea beasts dormant in the darkness, like frightened birds, rushed out in groups.

"He will only let you come forward, and all the infamy and trouble are on your shoulders, while the Hellfire Club and himself are hiding behind the scenes and watching what happens."

Luke picked up Namor, who had been knocked to the ground by a few punches, with a coldness in his eyes, and said softly: "You have lost the trust of your clan, you have lost the glory of the king, and you are about to lose... the future!"

Arms lift up the defenseless Namor, knees up.

Bain skill card, "Master of Broken Back"!

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