Crack!

A harsh noise sounded. ​​

Bane's skill card, which hadn't been used for a long time, was finally applied to Namor.

It can also be said that this Sea King in the Marvel world had experienced what happened to Batman from the studio next door.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Namor made a terrible cry.

He could feel the spinal column supporting his back-breaking.

It was as if his whole body was forcibly folded in half!

The pain was so terrible that it instantly exploded in his brain.

His chest collapsed like the wind was knocked right out of him.

Namor spurted blood while suffering from the terrible pain that spread throughout his body.

The fierce battle spirit originally ignited in his heart disappeared instantly as if it was splashed with cold water.

"Our grudge is settled."

Throwing down Namor, Luke spoke without expression.

At this moment, he didn't feel the need to justify his actions or say any grand words that would gain him the moral high ground.

Compared to those villains and evildoers, the only difference between Luke and them was that he had a clear understanding of himself.

'I'm not Clark Kent, and I'm not going to be a bright lighthouse shining on the world. Because that comes at a huge cost, even a sacrifice when necessary. '

Luke thought silently. Expecting a passer-by with Superman powers to quickly become a hero for justice like Superman was unrealistic.

What's more, he was a pragmatist.

He always believed that outstanding villains were always much more efficient in their work than superheroes.

The latter would always encounter insurmountable dilemmas similar to the Trolley Problem and thus fall into the repetitive questioning of their morality.

This was their greatest weakness.

Why couldn't Batman beat a clown?

That's just because he didn't want to lower his moral boundaries and allow himself to slip down to the same level as his arch-enemy.

Gamblers with the same chips, equal abilities, and rules would always lose to unscrupulous speculators.

Luke believed that if the clown were locked up with the Punisher, it would ensure that Gotham's Prince of Crime would be restrained a bit.

'So, to deal with a guy like you, sometimes you have to use someone like me. '

The Major General smiled lightly and looked down at Namor, who lost even worse than last time.

"Ho ho ... I never thought I would lose to a land dweller -- twice!"

Namor 'hissed' and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

"In the Atlantean tradition, the loser's life should be left to the victor. Come on! Send me back to the embrace of the God of the Sea!"

Perhaps the obvious stabbing pain that went deep into his bones made the young King of Atlantis gradually get rid of the chuuni thoughts in his brain.

He tried to hold his head high and close his eyes.

He is making a solemn and stirring expression, ready to die bravely and meet his death.

At this time, Namor finally looked like the King of a country.

"The personal vendetta between us has been settled."

Luke said meaningfully, "As a Major General of the land world, if I personally kill the King of Atlantis; wouldn't it be the same as actively causing a war between the two worlds? "

Namor opened his eyes and asked with some doubts, "Are you going to let me go? This isn't how Superman does things."

After several contacts, he probably knew this Major General's true face.

What pacifists? What war hero? That's all propaganda.

The other party carried coldness and indifference in his bones, never leaving his enemies intact.

"Namor McKenzie, you are now under arrest for attempting to destroy the world, destroying the diplomatic relations between Atlantis and the land world, and attempting to launch a civil war, causing a massacre on a very large scale."

Luke, like an impartial judge, counted Namor's 'crimes' and finalized the conclusion.

"What awaits you will be the joint trial from Atlantis and the land world."

"You fucking bastard! I will not be judged! I am the King!"

Namor vomited a mouthful of blood and glared at Superman, who looked down on him.

He was under the illusion that Luke was ready to let himself go out of respect for the lifelong archrival.

As a result, he was instantly mercilessly beaten in the face by the other party.

Bam! Bam!

Luke spread out his hands and seriously said, "No matter whether you fail or make mistakes, you must be punished. It makes sense, doesn't it?"

Ignoring Namor's resentment, he snapped his fingers and shouted into the air, "Master Ancient One Master, open the door, please."

When his voice fell, a spark of magic cut through space.

Namor, whose spine was broken and couldn't get back up, vanished and was thrown away by the Ancient One.

"One done, one to go."

Luke rubbed his fist, and he looked toward where Sebastian Shaw was once more.

Namor was a top player with a high level of attack and hit points. So naturally, there was no room for resistance when he ran into Superman, who was a few steps ahead of him.

But that Hellfire Club's Black King was different. The energy absorption, and ambient energy conversion, belonged to the tricky type that became more and more violent.

In the original timeline, Magneto and Professor X joined forces and defeated him when he was unprepared.

"Where is he?"

Luke swept past with supervision but didn't find Sebastian Shaw.

His gaze was like a radar, enveloping the Lost City, not even missing the smallest aperture.

"Ran away ...? Master Ancient One, please open another door."

Luke didn't panic; he had the strongest assistant on earth, the Sorcerer Supreme.

When the full map view was opened, no matter where Sebastian-Shaw escaped, he could catch up.

Hearing Luke's call and witnessing everything with the 'Window of the Worlds,' Sorcerer Supreme opened the path quite cooperatively.

"I had no idea that Sebastian Shaw was also associated with her."

The Ancient One, who stayed on Ellis Island, lamented. She made use of Temple of the Three's space-time control to achieve ultra-long-range spell casting to open the door for Luke with ease.

"Dark Priestess, Selene! She also joined the Hellfire Club."

...

...

London, England.

Sebastian, who fell awkwardly on the carpet, quickly took off his heavy diving suit.

At this time, he was in a villa in the metropolitan area.

From the deep Atlantic Ocean to London, it was no wonder that Luke couldn't find him with his supervision.

"Go and inform Mr. Essex! Superman defeated Namor and will probably continue to hunt me down! Therefore, we must find a way to solve this problem!"

Sebastian was nervous and completely lost his usual calm demeanor.

Namor had already suffered from the pain of his broken back, and he didn't want to follow in his pawn's footsteps.

If not for the early opportunity to see the signs of defeat in his teammate and hastened to call for help, he would have been pushed to the ground and thrashed by Superman.

"Superman? ... How did you get in his way?"

A feminine voice with a hint of charm echoed in the room.

The helper who saved Sebastian Shaw was an enchanting woman sitting on a high back chair.

She had waist-length black hair and was draped in a vintage robe.

The way she moved her hands exuded an amazing allure.

Selene!

The Black Queen of the Hellfire Club!

Also, a powerful witch!

"Essex is too busy working on his clone technology to help you with your problem."

Selene, the Black Queen, covered her mouth and smiled lightly, not afraid of angering Sebastian Shaw.

"By the way, Shaw. This rescue isn't free assistance; remember to pay a reasonable reward."

The 'Essex' in her mouth was none other than the mutant 'Mister Sinister.'

"At this time, still mentioning ... forget it! You have no idea how serious this is; I want to talk to Essex directly!"

Sebastian was very annoyed. He had no sense of security now, and he was always worried that Superman would suddenly drop from the sky.

Mister Sinister must awaken the mutant god once and for all!

So, he thought.

Zi Zi! Zi Zi!

Magic sparks suddenly appeared, drawing a circular passage. A cold voice came out of it --

"No one can save you today, Shaw."

Sebastian looked horrified. He didn't expect Superman to come so soon.

When the words fell, the turbulent airflow, like an explosive roar, poured out from the circular pathway!

That imposing tall figure appeared in the room!

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