Superman

"I haven't given up yet..."

A punch hit the face, and Apocalypse's face felt like tons of TNT explosives exploded!

He only spoke half of his harsh words before he shot through the car behind him like a gray cannonball and rolled into a store a block away.

His hard body, strengthened by his natural ability, dragged a long and deep mark on the ground, and then smashed into the thick wall.

Dust floats, blocking sight.

Several rapid coughs sounded, and Tianqi silently pulled himself out of the wall.

What a powerful fist!

Even though he had a body of steel, his immense strength still made Tianqi's internal organs almost move out of place, and every bone in his body screamed like they were falling apart.

A trace of blood spilled from his mouth, and he was swaying and about to collapse.

"Continue fighting!"

Apocalypse instilled faith in himself, supporting his exhausted and scarred body.

He raised his head and saw the tall and tall figure arriving in an instant as if teleporting.

The rubble rolled wildly and spread out to both sides.

The metal combat boots were raised high, turning into powerful and heavy whip legs that swept towards Tianqi.

Then, another uppercut!

Bang!

The mutant god, who was passively beaten, lost control of his body and flew straight up.

His head smashed through the ceilings one after another. Those solid metal materials were like fragile foam boards.

By the time the terrifying force dissipated, Apocalypse had already traversed a thirty-seven-story building and almost rushed out of the atmosphere.

He was floating ten thousand meters in the air, his gray face covered in blood.

"Do you want to choose to surrender? Or run away?"

In his daze, Tianqi heard Superman's voice.

The other person was very cold, with no mercy in his eyes. He was completely unlike any superhero he had ever encountered.

When those people fight, they are always full of hesitation and sympathy, viewing murder as a crime they commit only out of necessity.

Apocalypse could tell that the choice given by Superman was just a joke and a joke.

How can a real fight without mercy spare the enemy?

"That way...there is no honor at all!"

Apocalypse answered with a weak voice.

He opened his eyes and caught Superman's movements.

He hurriedly raised his hands, trying to block the iron fist.

Then reorganize the situation and launch a counterattack.

but--

He is too slow and too weak.

The air-exploding fist broke Apocalypse's arm bone, as if the latter was hit head-on by a speeding train at full speed.

The hard body once again flew out uncontrollably.

"Oops, there was a bit of a mistake."

Luke watches as Apocalypse falls, crushing a mafia-run hotel billboard along the way.

To a certain extent, this is its own industry.

"If you keep doing this, you will destroy your own industry."

He shook his head, and the dark red cloak tore through the air, causing a dull explosion and flying towards the place where Apocalypse fell.

The super vision passed through many obstacles, but did not detect the other party's figure.

"Well, ran away?"

Luke raised his eyebrows, seeing that Apocalypse didn't look like a mutant who would retreat strategically.

After all, he is also a pharaoh of the ancient Egyptian dynasty. He should not be as flexible as his descendants in this trick of selling out and selling out.

If you want to run away, you have already run away, why wait until now.

Superman lets go of his senses, and with the blessing of Emperor Weishan's pure white light, he is able to control the dynamics of the entire city.

Among mutants, there are also many people with the gift of invisibility.

The moment the biological force field fully opened, Luke discovered the location of Apocalypse.

Above?

He raised his head and saw a road roller weighing dozens of tons crashing down!

High-temperature rays shot out from both eyes, directly melting the huge metal object.

The gray translucent figure gradually emerged.

It’s the apocalypse!

He didn't seem to want to smash Superman with a road roller, and his raised fists glowed brightly.

This is the ability of the mutant "Sunspot" to absorb energy and release it violently.

Like two small celestial bodies, suspended above Luke's head.

The terrifying energies blended together like a huge ball of light.

The heat it radiated turned the asphalt road where Luke was standing into a puddle of sticky mud.

The silver-white flames carried frightening fluctuations, and the scorching breath revealed the great power of the molten gold pin.

"Let's go to hell together, Superman!"

Apocalypse looked like he was crazy and roared.

All his power is used to absorb and release, like an extremely unstable suicide bomb.

Once the countdown reaches zero, the entire city center will be razed to the ground.

And the fate of Superman at the center is self-evident.

"I thought you had some new tricks. The villain was desperate, but he dragged the protagonist to death together... There was no surprise at all."

Luke shook his head, and the fiery power enveloped him, causing him a certain degree of pressure.

If it's just to avoid Apocalypse's fatal blow, Superman has many ways to do it.

But considering the huge damage caused by the opponent's self-destruction, Luke rejected those options.

Although he doesn't call himself a hero, he doesn't like the restrained style of doing things.

But as Ancient One said, when Superman stands at the top of the world, at the forefront of mankind, it will be difficult to retreat.

He must assume some of his due responsibilities, just as he uses his due powers.

This is an equal exchange.

No one forced Luke to do it, he just had to do it.

Just as a qualified king needs to be responsible for the country, a qualified lord needs to protect his territory.

"Do you know what despair is?"

Luke asked with his head held high.

"When you use all means, even at the cost of your life, to kill the enemy, you find that your efforts are in vain."

"This is despair!"

Superman's voice was calm and cold.

He glanced at the sky with the corner of his eye, and then stretched out a hand.

Slowly and forcefully, it passed through the huge blazing and violent ball of light.

"How can this be!"

Apocalypse is still nothing new, saying villain lines that trigger death effects.

His eyes widened as he saw Superman tearing open the ever-increasing white ball of light.

The high-temperature heat that was enough to evaporate steel into water vapor, and the violent energy that was enough to burn any life to ashes, did not cause fatal damage to Luke.

He was in the white ball of light that enveloped half the city block, as if he had entered the interior of the sun.

The suit is constantly damaged and repaired.

The body is constantly charred and then healed.

"Now, do you feel hopeless?"

Luke's face was expressionless, and his arm, which was burned to only bones, strangled Apocalypse's neck tightly.

"I can't kill you, and I can drag so many people with you to be buried with you..."

Apocalypse, whose body was covered with cracks and was about to explode, shouted crazily.

He didn't expect that the desperate struggle to burn out his life would only barely hurt Superman.

That's all!

Deeply despairing, a heart filled with apocalypse.

"I told you, you can't do anything."

Luke grabbed Apocalypse and quickly took off.

The hard body of the mutant god is like an alarm clock with only a three-second countdown.

It would probably be too late to fly out of the earth and be thrown into outer space.

However, there is no problem in stuffing it into Phoenix's body.

As an ancient force in the multiverse, it is connected to a different space called the "White Hot Chamber".

Even if Apocalypse explodes, it will not endanger the earth.

Phoenix, who was imprisoned in the Lightning Cage, saw Apocalypse and Superman fighting farther and farther away from the battlefield, and once again thought of escaping.

The wings flapped, bringing up large swaths of fireworks, tearing apart streaks of lightning as thick as pillars.

But before Phoenix could squeeze out, Luke was seen flying over carrying Apocalypse, who was about to self-destruct.

"What does he want to do?"

It was confused at first, and then reacted.

"Don't come over here!"

The Phoenix sent out panicked mental fluctuations. It finally recovered 10% to 20% of its strength. How could it be willing to go back to the starting point after thousands of years of hard work?

"Sorry, for the sake of world peace and the safety of the earth, please make some sacrifices."

Luke replied calmly using a mental dialogue method.

If Phoenix could make expressions, there would definitely be several question marks above his head.

I'm not from Earth, so why should I make sacrifices?

And as a superhero, you are the one who should do this, right?

Phoenix wanted to say something more, but Luke was too lazy to listen anymore.

Use a rough method to stuff Tianqi into the other person's mouth.

boom!

The shocking explosion did not occur at high altitude, only invisible shock waves scattered the clouds.

"Thank you for your sacrifices for the Earth, I will remember you!"

Luke held a brief moment of silence.

Captain America, standing on the top floor of the Hell Hotel, looked puzzled.

Why is such a big flaming phoenix gone?