Chapter 210： ?The event ends, six hundred and sixteen universes

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"How can I fight this?"

Three people off the court had such thoughts at the same time.

Even the summoned **** Sithorn was blasted back to the chaos dimension with a punch by Superman.

Seeing that scene, Mr. Omen and the Black Queen have completely lost their fighting spirit-the latter is actually a little grateful to Luke.

If the head of the **** Sithorn had existed in the material world for a longer time, she would probably be sucked up.

"I am innocent, Your Excellency Lieutenant General."

The black queen, whose legs were weak and almost unable to stand up, kept winking at Luke, making a pitiful look.

The body also deliberately leaned forward, exposing the evening gown that was already considered a low-cut, more thoroughly.

After Sithorn's request was endless, the black queen basically lost the ability to fight, and all her magic power was completely consumed.

Besides, even if she is in her heyday, facing the superman with the power of Crimson Dominator Saitorak, she still doesn't look enough.

Sithorn, the most powerful **** of black magic, was defeated, but the Black Queen, who had only learned a few spells from the Dark God Book, could resist a few more rounds?

"Ms. Selene, I can see countless wailing poor souls in you."

Luke is unmoved, there is no gender on the battlefield.

When he faced Sieglind, the "battleship class" of the Axis, he was not half-hearted.

"If, if you are willing to abandon the dark and cast the light, change yourself..."

"Your Excellency Lieutenant! I am willing!"

The Black Queen answered simply and neatly.

She immediately distanced herself from the projection of Mr. Omen and Kang the Conqueror.

In this critical juncture, keeping one's own life is the most important thing.

"However, I don't really believe in your surrender to Ms. Selene."

Luke looked at the barely clothed Black Queen, Sithorn's dark magic flame, almost burning the evening gown clean.

Amazing scenery, graceful curves, and snow-white mosaics are looming in the air.

"I can show my sincerity to you."

The Black Queen straightened her chest, and the round curve almost jumped out, giving people a sense of excitement.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Luke smiled slightly and continued: "A beautiful woman like you, I punched it over, so I should cry for a long time."

Seeing Superman's figure flashing, he approached behind the Black Queen in a blink of an eye.

He didn't want to kill, a hand knife quickly cut the opponent's neck.

"Oh, it seems to be confiscated and stop."

Originally, I only wanted to knock the Black Queen out, but the intensity did not seem to be accurate, and he almost chopped off the opponent's neck.

"I hope people are okay."

Luke thought silently.

He saw the Black Queen's eyes turn white, her neck slumped and crooked to one side, as if her neck bone was broken and losing support.

The whole person fell to the ground softly, if it weren't for the sound of a heartbeat, Luke thought that the other party had died suddenly on the spot.

"Mr. Essex, how do you choose?"

Luke moved his gaze and set his gaze on Mr. Omen.

The latter met Superman's eyes, and as soon as he touched it, a sense of horror arose in his heart, as if he had been penetrated by a sharp sword.

"If I choose to leave at this time, do you agree with Lieutenant General?"

Mr. Omen asked hesitantly.

Although his heart is full of pride, he wants to replace Apocalypse and become a new generation of mutant gods.

But now it’s important to save your life, and temporarily bow your head and get soft, just for better development in the future.

"That will definitely not work. You stand on the wrong team and make the wrong choice, and you have to accept the punishment you deserve."

Luke shook his head, his eyes indifferent.

"Mr. Essex, you must also understand that you must be merciless when dealing with the enemy. I have shown a rare kind of mercy, but you are stingy with a little sincerity. This is not justified."

Mr. Omen is in a dilemma. On the one hand, he does not want to bow his head too much and abandon his dignity.

But on the other hand, the cold reality is in front of him, and he doesn't have any bargaining chips in his hands.

The superman's strength is obvious to all, even though the Black Queen has performed supernormally, summoning the real body of the underworld **** Sithorn, it still doesn't help.

The other party is like an unfathomable ocean, making it impossible to explore the true power behind it.

"Then what do you want me to do, Lieutenant General?"

After thinking for a while, Mr. Omen slowed down and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that Mr. Essex has a lot of research on cloning technology and mutant genes. I just need a high-level scientific researcher..."

The corners of Luke's mouth raised. He is a very reasonable person, and it's best to not do it.

Mr. Omen seemed to be a little heart-stirring, but the tiny communicator in his ear heard the voice of Kang the Conqueror.

Zi Zi Zi!

"Your Excellency Lieutenant, I forgive me for not agreeing."

After a while, Mr. Omen gave an answer.

He decided to finally trust Kang the Conqueror once-the other party said he was sure of getting Superman.

The diamond-shaped gem on his forehead flashed at the same time, emitting a death ray.

"Oh, this is not a wise decision."

Such an obvious provocation is naturally intolerable for Luke.

He stepped on his feet and shot out.

Under the palm of his head, he seemed to press Mr. Omen's head and crush it.

A violent aura rushed toward his face, and the latter had only had time to retreat two steps before being forced to him by Superman.

The turbulent air current hit the face.

Like a knife, Mr. Omen felt painful.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, as if death's sickle was about to be swung down.

Buzzing! Buzzing!

A terrifying shock wave instantly enveloped Luke's body.

Enough to withstand machine guns, the hard body of the tank's main gun gave rise to violent ripples.

The eardrum was about to explode, humming and screaming.

"Ultrasonic transmitter? Kang the Conqueror learned the method from Batman on the next studio?"

Luke grinned, the biological force field expanded, and the heavy pressure directly destroyed the transmitter hidden nearby.

Kang, the conqueror, came from the forty-second century, and the future technology of that era indeed had its merits.

But this can only hinder his footsteps for a short time, and does not constitute a specific threat.

Luke took a step, as if to activate a switch, and the ground collapsed abruptly.

Zi Zi Zi!

As if the current is switched on.

The extremely powerful gravitational field instantly captured him and fixed it firmly in place.

Boom!

Superman's steel body seems to be carrying a mountain.

Taking a difficult step, like an earthquake, shakes the surrounding neighborhoods.

laugh! laugh!

Seeing Luke trapped, Mr. Omen quickly sent out two death rays.

"Are you underestimating me too much."

Luke's forehead bounced with blue veins, his hands clenched fists.

The breath of terror is like a volcanic eruption.

Rumble!

The viscous air turned into a frenzy visible to the naked eye, and the small gravitational field enough to capture hundreds of thousands of tons of weight was instantly broken away.

Bang!

Holding two death rays forcibly, Luke rushed in front of Mr. Omen.

He made a fist with his right hand and blasted out suddenly.

"This is not..."

Before the words of Mr. Omen were finished, the diamond-shaped jewel on his forehead exploded directly, forming a strong protective cover.

Click!

The terrifying fist wind hits an egg shell like a hammer.

Destroy it without pressure!

Flesh turned into powder!

Mr. Omen with strong vitality, half of his body was torn and crushed.

"I said, Mr. Essex."

Luke glanced down at the hole in his chest. It was the place hit by the death ray, which was slowly healing.

"The more people who play conspiracies and tricks, the easier it is to be restricted and forget what true power is."

Mr. Omen, who was only half of his body, had strong fear in his eyes.

His vocal cords twitched, making no sound.

"Ultrasonic vibrations and gravitational field constraints are all very good gadgets."

Luke raised his head, his sharp gaze swept the neighborhood.

"How far can you hide, Kang the Conqueror-found you!"

When Luke uttered the last word, his figure resembled a charged cannonball, smashing the ground straight, breaking a safety door made of heavy alloy.

This is the temporary command center of the White House.

It is specially used to prevent the outbreak of the Three World Wars and the launch of a nuclear bomb.

Once the localization is in ruins, the president and cabinet members cannot be transferred in time.

They will retreat to the underground temporary safe house, which has enough food reserves and daily necessities.

A guy with blue skin and a purple helmet appeared in front of Luke.

"Wait a minute, I have something..."

Kang, the conqueror, who replaced the president's face and restored his original appearance, saw Superman rushing in and spoke quickly.

With his hands behind his back, he seemed to be preparing for some surprise.

"I don't want to listen."

Luke didn't stop, his eyes swept left and right, and he cut off Kang the Conqueror.

Due to the high temperature, no blood was ejected from the wound.

Snap!

Luke walked over.

Stomped his lower body into mud with one foot.

In his eyes, the new mankind of the forty-second century was as fragile as the present mankind.

"Now, you can speak."

Luke looked down at Kang, the conqueror who had only felt the pain at this time, and smiled.

"Superman! Let me go..."

Bang!

Luke didn't wait for Kang the Conqueror to finish, and stepped on the head.

The blue head with a frozen expression burst like a watermelon, spouting a turbid liquid mixed with red and white.

"It's too old-fashioned, begging for mercy must be new, you don't even have the desire to make me listen to it for a while."

Luke shrugged, he didn't plan to give the other party time to say his last words.

After confirming that Kang the Conqueror was completely dead, Luke had time to observe the reformed safe house.

Various technologies beyond this era appeared in the room.

For example, the spliced ​​projection screen shows live broadcasts from all over Washington.

There is also a picture of S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau.

Laser weapons, exoskeleton armor, various miniature launcher buttons...

If you lay out Kang Congrong, the conqueror, it might really bring yourself a little trouble.

"This is a spaceship?"

Luke saw that in the corner on the right, there was a semi-arc-shaped metal platform with a pyramid-like energy crystal on top.

He wandered up and saw the countdown at the bottom jump from "1" to "0".

At this moment, the dead body of Kang the Conqueror, holding the button in his right hand, made a "drip" sound.

"by!"

A burst of blue light rippled out, and Luke, standing on the metal platform, disappeared as if swallowed in.

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616 universe years.

Looking at Nick Fury, the female commander Hill who turned into flying ash in front of her, she quickly took out an old-fashioned communicator.

As soon as he dialed and sent a call message, he was also turned into fly ash.

However, before Nick Fury completely lost consciousness, his one eye saw a blue light flashing, and the tall man walked out of it.

"Mom fucking..."

Nick Fury, who didn't know what happened, disappeared before finishing his classic lines.

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