Chapter 137： ? Teammate head iron, Namor broke his back

"what's happening?"

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

He hasn't figured out the situation yet, let alone realize that in his tragic and short life, he has lost nine precious seconds.

"It might be... Superman made a ghost! Maybe we are all under control!"

Sebastian frowned and realized that things were not simple.

A look of horror appeared on the face of the gloomy bird.

He was more experienced than Namor, and soon noticed something wrong.

The clear picture in my mind seems to be deleted, and it is not connected at all.

At the last moment, Superman suddenly appeared on the stage, raising his right arm.

In the next second, the opponent disappeared, and the continental shelf oscillator also disappeared out of thin air.

This is weird!

It's like someone stole everything that happened during this period of time from them!

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

Sebastian was sober-minded and immediately persuaded Namor to run away.

Although I don't know where that huge planetary weapon has gone.

But one thing is certain, even if he and Namor join forces, it is likely that they will not be able to stop Superman's attack.

Especially under the deep sea, Sebastian, wearing a diving suit, had difficulty moving and was unable to exert his true strength at all.

Once fighting broke out, Namor might not be able to take care of himself.

Therefore, Sebastian subconsciously proposed to retreat.

In any case, keeping a small life is important.

This is his steady way!

"The ultimate weapon of Atlantis just gave up like this?"

Young and energetic Namor, how can he understand Sebastian's conservative and conservative ideas.

"Mr. Xiao, we can no longer escape, it is time to summon the courage to 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 opponent-the black king of the Hellfire Club, an Alpha-class mutant!"

"Plus a mutant of the royal bloodline of Atlantis, but also an Alpha-class mutant. With the combination of strong forces, can it be said that he can't resist a Superman!?"

"He is not a god!"

Sebastian looked at Namor, who was in the blood, a little bit dumbfounded.

At this moment, his mood is extremely complicated.

Facing Namor's question, Sebastian wanted to tell him.

Last time, you held the golden trident and summoned the Giant Demon of the North Sea, but failed to defeat Superman.

Now that you are unarmed and have no hole cards, take your head to head-to-head with the opponent?

"How could I choose such a guy with muscles in his head to be an ally?"

Sebastian felt bitter and couldn't tell, they were like a bottom duo with no tacit understanding.

Obviously one party has already sent a signal, saying that he wants to return to the city to replenish his status, and then come back to the line.

But the iron-headed baby teammates around him had to force the tower, preparing for a wave of well-developed heroes on the opposite side and leading a few pieces of equipment.

If you use your brain a little, you will know that the end will be worrying.

"Your Majesty, we..."

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

The supreme mage far away on Liberty Island, like an excellent assistant, cuts the space in time and opens the channel.

"I heard someone mentioned my name just now?"

Luke returned to the Lost City of Atlantis with a gentle smile on his lips.

The giant armor left by the Celestial Group was temporarily tossed aside by him.

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

Magneto?

He is still an orphan whose parents have died.

Captain Marvel?

The Cold War didn't even start.

The Tianma Project is even more invisible.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

Luke looked at Namor, who was full of anger and blood.

He didn't intend to talk nonsense, and directly stretched out his right hand.

Spread out into a palm and hooked forward.

The provocative meaning is obvious.

"The grievances between us should indeed be settled."

Namor doesn't have so many twists and turns in his head. Normally, he rushes up with his fist when he encounters a problem and it's done.

At any rate, he is also the king of Atlantis, he is not as stable as Sebastian, or he can swallow his breath.

boom!

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

He stepped heavily under his feet, and the ground of the island where dense cracks had originally appeared was splashed with gravel.

With a heavy punch, he went straight to Luke's door.

For Namor, the ocean floor is his main battlefield.

The terrifying water pressure, and the current that hinders movement and slows down the speed.

In the eyes of Namor, who has the blood of the royal family of Atlantis, 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 the water flow.

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

Boom!

Luke didn't panic, the biological force field was in full swing.

The whole person is like a small celestial body, exuding a frightening atmosphere.

The foothold collapsed and shattered, gravel fluttered, and dust rolled.

Namor's fist hadn't gotten close to Luke, as if it had hit a copper wall.

The surging counter-shock force spread along the arm and throughout the body.

Namor felt as if he had been punched by himself, and his whole body felt sore.

Suddenly, it was extremely uncomfortable!

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time since I saw you, the gap between us seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

The wicked Luke not only inflicted physical damage on Namor, but also carried out a spiritual crit.

The full-scale biological power directly envelops Namor who is in a stiff state.

The latter instantly seemed to be burdened with heavy shackles and plunged into a sticky swamp.

Compared with Superman's straight and rampant fighting style.

After Luke upgraded the template, he focused on developing skills.

However, he temporarily figured out the basic operation of shaving with a hot sight.

Bang!

Luke's right leg tapped Namor's chest.

Like a cruise missile exploded.

The terrifying force tears open the high-density muscles that can block bullets, crushing the hard bones like steel.

Click!

Clear and incomparable cracking sound.

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

A few traces of red blood melted into the turbulent current.

I saw Namor, whose breastbone collapsed, and vomiting blood constantly, smashing through the ruined and collapsed buildings one after another, shaking up large swaths of dust.

Luke shook his neck, as if he had finished warming up.

Bang!

There was another explosion.

Luke was like a jet plane catapulted into the start, and the biological force field lined the turbulent water.

It was just a few sprints, and it immediately approached Namor who was struggling to get up.

Those brick wall pillars left over from ancient times ~ www.novelhall.com ~ are like paper, all smashed into rubble.

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

Luke stomped down and stepped back on Namor who had stood up.

The giant island of the Lost City shook violently,

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 will be borne by you, while the Hellfire Club and himself are hiding behind the scenes and watching the changes."

Luke picked up Namor, who had been knocked to the ground by several fists, and said in a soft voice: "You have lost the trust of your people, you have lost the glory of the king, and you are about to lose... the future!"

Raising his arms up against Namor, his knees moved upwards.

Bain skill card, "Master Brokeback"!