Superman

"I'll go to your uncle..."

Before the Phoenix disappeared, Luke vaguely felt an angry surge in his heart.

He smiled and shook his head. This must be his imagination.

Regardless of hardships, the Phoenix Force traveled across the stars and came to Earth to save the people of Las Vegas from danger!

With such a fearless spirit, how could it possibly say bad words!

This is obviously unreasonable.

"Maybe, it's saying, 'How many times have you given me this chance'."

Luke nodded secretly.

The Phoenix Force descended on the earth and passed by from the Western Hemisphere to the Eastern Hemisphere, and it must have caused disasters along the way.

Now I give it a chance to save hundreds of thousands of innocent lives, thus completing my redemption.

I feel grateful to have come to Phoenix!

Perfect logical chain!

"I am really a good person."

Luke smiled contentedly.

Not only did he indirectly save Las Vegas, he also prevented a crisis.

By the way, the guilty Phoenix was able to successfully redeem himself!

It feels good to do good things to others!

"what are these?"

Luke was about to fly to the Hell Hotel and leave the task of cleaning up the mess to Captain America.

He was so exhausted that he had to sit in the sun for several days before he could recover.

The skin and flesh of the arm that was burned to white bones are growing again.

The broken suit was gradually restored to its original appearance.

The moment the flaming phoenix disappeared, clusters of sparks suddenly appeared.

They are somewhere between illusion and reality, as if they are crystal clear.

While Luke was dazed, several pieces scattered and disappeared, or turned into streams of light and flew away.

"Fragments..."

He quickly pinched a few pieces with his quick eyes and felt a warm and soft feeling.

If you look carefully, there are flame-like lines flickering and flowing inside.

"It's like taking a powerful pill."

Luke tentatively absorbed a slice,

Anyway, he's in good health and won't have any problems.

The fragments, like flame crystals, turned into wisps of power ripples and integrated into the body.

Luke only felt a sense of pleasure, spreading from his tailbone to his brain.

The energy that originally took several days of sunbathing to recover is like a game character who has hit a blood bottle, and it is full in an instant.

In addition, he followed the fragment of the Phoenix Power.

I vaguely "saw" an endless pure white space with a huge cocoon in it.

Countless energy threads are wrapped around it, intertwining with shining light.

This is the true "Phoenix Force".

It is the concept incarnate.

Will not die.

It won't disappear either.

Even if he was seriously injured by an iron fist and his body was shattered, he could still put it back together.

Even if one is hit by one of Apocalypse's suicide bombs, the most he can do is return to the "white hot room" to recuperate and fall into a deep sleep.

"It actually only strengthened the physical strength a little, without any obvious increase."

Luke looked away and said with some disappointment.

This is not in line with his psychological expectations, and the gap is relatively large.

The Phoenix Force is one of the three ancient powers in the Marvel Universe and one of the most powerful cheats.

Jean Gray gets a piece of the fragment and becomes a host, directly becoming an Omega-level mutant.

He defeated Professor Charles and Magneto, and after turning black, he almost destroyed the world.

"For me, apart from having fun for a few seconds, it doesn't seem to be of much use."

Luke held the remaining fragments and planned to throw them to the White Queen to see if he could become the famous "Phoenix Apostle".

The Phoenix Force seems to particularly favor mutants. In the comics, except for Captain Marvel and Thane, son of Thanos, its hosts are all mutants with talents.

If it were given to Captain America and Howard, it would most likely have no effect.

With this in mind, Luke's interest in the Phoenix Force faded.

It is a power that has a high upper limit but is difficult to directly increase.

The Phoenix Force in its complete state is multiverse level.

It’s no problem to restart the universe, or destroy it, confront the Court of Life, and challenge the five gods.

But the complete Phoenix Force, like a well-fed Galactus, is a pseudo-concept.

It will never appear!

The main body of the Phoenix Force wanders the universe, looking for hosts everywhere.

The remaining parts stay in the white-hot chamber space, guiding the emotions and spirit of life in the universe.

Jean Gray, the most powerful host in the past, has never been close to being complete.

Regardless of whether it is the black phoenix or the white phoenix form, they can only reach the level of Heavenly Father or single body.

"Instead of working hard to collect the Phoenix Power, it's better to increase your reputation."

After realizing that the effort was not proportional to the gain, Luke gave up the idea of ​​becoming a host.

Of course, the main reason is that he doesn't know whether the Phoenix will retain its previous memories after its rebirth.

If it were retained, it would probably hammer itself to death.

"Where's the firebird?"

By the time Luke flies to the Hell Hotel, everything is over.

Howard finally relaxed and started asking questions like a curious baby.

"It heroically completed its mission of saving innocent citizens of Las Vegas and then returned to its hometown."

Luke leaned into Mephisto's exclusive seat and half collapsed in it.

It seems that he has been suppressing Apocalypse, but it really took a little energy to really deal with the mutant god.

"I'm obviously a pacifist, why do you have to force me to take action?"

Luke shook his head and sighed. As we all know, he doesn't like to use violence.

Only when forced to do so will he use his fists to reason with others.

"Work with the city government to clean up the mess. The task of counting the losses will be left to you, Steve."

Luke leaves the tedious work to Captain America, he is the only one suitable here.

"Looks like tonight's bachelor party is in ruins."

Howard felt a little regretful. He specially prepared a lot of exciting programs for Steve.

What about space odyssey, playing the piano with ten fingers, two worlds of ice and fire...etc.

Guaranteed to be a new version of the ship that Captain America has never experienced before!

"I don't care about this, but do you want to postpone the wedding? I can't guarantee that everything in Las Vegas can be taken care of in such a short period of time!"

Steve is indeed the spiritual embodiment of the American soldier, and his ideological consciousness is quite high.

In order for the local residents of Las Vegas to restore order to their lives as soon as possible, they did not hesitate to postpone their wedding.

If this conversation were broadcast live, I'm afraid a lot of people would be "touched" on the public screen.

"That's not necessary. A team of SHIELD agents will come over tomorrow."

Luke didn't want to mess up Captain America's big day, he was also looking forward to seeing the Winter Soldier's bitter wine go down his throat and his heart ached.

"I guess the bachelor party won't happen. Let's go back to Brooklyn and make up for it."

Howard heard this and winked at Luke. He had already made an appointment with Miss Succubus tonight.

"However, the Hell Hotel can hold a charity party. The main theme is to 'rebuild the casino and raise donations'. Howard, you will be the initiator and donation leader."

In order to make Howard, a pervert, feel the feeling of being squeezed dry, Luke added instead.

After saying that, he gave Mephisto a look of understanding that could only be understood.

The old devil nodded calmly, indicating that he would hint to the succubus to increase his strength.

After the important things were explained, Luke found a room to lie down.

Before falling asleep, he clasped his hands together and whispered: "I hope the Howards are okay."

It shouldn't cost anyone any lives...right?

perhaps.

…

…

On the mountain peaks of California, the mutants stayed in place and did not dare to move around. They waited until the flowers withered and did not wait for the return of Apocalypse.

"The great god...has fallen!"

Until the sun set in the west, Caliban, who could sense his compatriots, suddenly fell to his knees with a look of shock on his face.

He couldn't accept that the legendary god of mutants would fail and die!

"What! This is impossible!"

Some people don't want to believe it.

"Apocalypse has fallen!"

Some people were crying.

"Then it's time for us to break up. You go back to your Cairo and I go back to my Berlin."

It was the little Eric who finally proposed disbanding the team.

He does not have deep feelings for Tianqi, nor does he regard him as a god like others.

Although Eric believes that the Black King Sebastian Xiao is the nightmare shadow of his life.

But he had to admit that while he hated the other party crazily, he also absorbed some of his thoughts and ideas.

Worshiping gods is something only ignorant, backward and weak people do.

What Eric thinks about is how to have power as powerful as the gods!

And, how to use this power to change the world!

After escaping from Auschwitz, he wandered around and lived at the bottom of the pile.

This child, who has not yet become Magneto, has seen too many sufferings of his compatriots and experienced too many evil deeds of mankind.

"You want to betray the great God! The great apocalypse!?"

Caliban turned his head and stared at Eric who was trying to slip away, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He is not loyal to Tianqi and has no other intentions.

First, the news was too sudden, and Caliban somewhat doubted his own judgment.

Second, this group of mutants who were able to gather together through the apocalypse is undoubtedly a valuable asset.

Caliban worked as a black marketeer and had dealings with Egypt's local warlords and private militants.

He fully understands the necessity of recruiting a group of thugs and forming a force.

Therefore, it is impossible to let fellow mutants leave easily.

"You said, Apocalypse has fallen, there is no use for us to stay here, we might as well disperse."

Eric's slightly childish face showed a hint of seriousness.

"Oh, where can you go? You have no passport, no cash, no driver's license, anything that can prove your identity and live a normal life. You don't have it."

Caliban smiled sinisterly and asked a series of questions.

They traveled across countries and across large states, all using Apocalypse's ultra-long-distance space teleportation.

Without Apocalypse, this group of mutants seemed to have lost their backbone, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"We need to confirm the news of the death of the great god Apocalypse, and then think of other ways."

Caliban consciously excluded Eric and prepared to isolate him.

"As for cash and identification items, I have been doing business in this area before, and I can definitely handle it."

With the above necessities, Caliban easily became the leader of the mutants.

As for Eric, because he was young and his words had no weight, he was naturally ignored.

In desperation, he could only follow the large army.

In the direction of Nevada, a streak of light pierced the clouds.

The fragment that looked like a crystal of flame seemed to be the target.

It flew down and rushed into Eric's body.

The latter just scratched his neck and felt a little warm, not knowing what happened.

This scene is happening all over the world!

For example, the mutant school in Westchester County.

Another example is the deep sea prison of Atlantis, a pale young man paralyzed in bed.

The Phoenix Force was dispersed, but its apostles began to appear.