Superman

"what happened?"

A series of question marks seemed to pop up on Namor's head.

He hadn't yet understood the situation, let alone realized that he had lost nine precious seconds in his tragic and short life.

"It could be... Superman! Maybe we are all controlled!"

Sebastian frowned and realized that things were not simple.

A look of horror appeared on the sinister face.

He was more experienced than Namor and quickly noticed something was wrong.

The clear picture in my mind seems to have been deleted and cannot be connected at all.

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

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

This is so weird!

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

"Your Majesty, we'd better leave as soon as possible!"

Sebastian had a clear mind and immediately persuaded Namor to run away.

Although I don’t know where that behemoth planet-level weapon has gone.

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

Especially under the deep sea, Sebastian wearing a diving suit had difficulty moving and could not display his true strength at all.

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

Therefore, Sebastian subconsciously proposed to retreat.

No matter what, it's important to save your life.

This is his way of stability!

"The ultimate weapon of Atlantis was just given up?"

How could the young and energetic Namor understand Sebastian's conservative ideas?

"Mr. Xiao, we can't run away any longer. It's time to muster up the courage to face the threat of Superman!"

"He is indeed the most powerful land man I have ever seen, but your strength will not lose to that of the other party - the Black King of the Hellfire Club, an Alpha-level mutant!"

"With the addition of a member of the royal bloodline of Atlantis who is also an Alpha-level mutant, how can we say that we can't resist a superman when we join forces!?"

"He is not a god!"

Sebastian looked at the hot-blooded Namor, somewhat dumbfounded.

At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.

Faced with Namor's questioning, Sebastian wanted to tell him.

Last time, you held the golden trident and summoned the Kraken, but you failed to defeat Superman.

Now that you are unarmed and have no cards, how can you go head-to-head with the opponent?

"How could I choose such a guy with a brain full of muscles as an ally?"

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

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

But Tietouwa's teammates around him had to forcefully rush the tower, preparing to attack the opponent's well-developed DPS hero who had a few pieces of equipment ahead of him.

If you use your brain a little, you will know that the outcome is dire.

"Your Majesty, we..."

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

The Supreme Mage who is far away on Liberty Island is like an excellent assistant, cutting the space and opening the passage at the right time.

"I thought I heard someone mention my name behind my back just now?"

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

The giant armor left behind by the gods was temporarily thrown aside by him.

There is probably no one on this planet who can move it except myself.

Magneto?

He is still an orphan whose parents have died.

Captain Marvel?

The Cold War didn't even begin.

The Pegasus Project is out of the question.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty the King."

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

He wasn't going to say anything nonsense, so he just extended his right hand.

He opened his hands into palms and hooked forward.

The provocation is obvious.

"The grudges 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 rushes forward with fists and that's it.

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

boom!

Namor's heart was filled with a burning will to fight.

He stepped heavily on the island ground, which was originally filled with dense cracks, and gravel flew into the air.

A powerful and heavy punch went straight to Luke's face.

For Namor, the bottom of the sea is his main battlefield.

Terrible water pressure, and currents that hinder movement and slow down speed.

From the perspective 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 have his biological force field turned on at all times.

Used to resist water pressure and drain water.

Therefore, compared to the battle above the Atlantic Ocean, this time he has an even better geographical advantage!

Boom!

Luke took his time and the biological force field was fully deployed.

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

The foothold collapsed and shattered, gravel flew, and dust swirled.

Before Namor's fist could get close to Luke, it was as if he had hit an iron wall.

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

Namor felt sore all over his body as if he had been punched by himself.

For a moment, it was extremely uncomfortable!

"Your Majesty the King, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and the gap between us seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

Leading the evil Luke not only inflicted physical damage on Namor, but also dealt a mental critical blow.

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

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

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

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

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

Bang!

Luke's right leg struck Namor in the chest.

It exploded like a cruise missile.

The terrifying force tears apart the high-density muscles that can block bullets and crushes the bones as hard as steel.

Click!

An extremely clear cracking sound.

Namor flew backwards like a solid cannonball with full force.

A few strands of bright red blood merged into the turbulent water.

I saw Namor, with his sternum collapsed and vomiting blood, crashing into decaying and collapsed buildings one after another, raising large amounts of dust.

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

Bang!

There was another explosion.

Luke was like a jet plane ejected, his biological force field pushing away the turbulent sea water.

In just a few sprints, he was immediately in front of Namor, who was struggling to get up.

Those brick wall columns that survived from ancient times were like pieces of paper, all smashed into rubble.

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

Luke stamped his foot and directly pushed Namor back as he stood up.

The giant island of the Lost City shook violently,

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

"He will always let you come forward, and you will bear all the infamy and trouble, while the Hellfire Club and himself hide behind the scenes and wait and see what happens."

Luke picked up Namor who had been knocked to the ground by several punches with one hand. A coldness flashed across his eyes and he said softly: "You have lost the trust of your people, you have lost the glory of the king, and you are about to lose... your future!"

Namor raised his arms, unable to resist, and raised his knees.

Bane skill card, "Brokeback Master"!