Superman

In a luxury hotel suite in Boston, the scene was a little awkward.

Namor subconsciously avoided the Black Queen's angry eyes, even though Superman called his reporting behavior just, legal, and nothing inappropriate as a heroic thing.

But facing the complicated looks of his allies that were mixed with anger, confusion, and disbelief, the young king of Atlantis, who did not have a strong psychological quality, still felt a little ashamed and guilty.

After all, in Namor's ups and downs in his life, this was the first time he had betrayed him.

"You really... surprised me."

The Black Queen gritted her teeth and was filled with hatred.

The black mist in his right hand rolled, and a soul contract suddenly appeared.

Then, the words on the surface twisted and changed, like the lines of flames.

A smell of sulfur filled the air, and densely packed words formed a distorted face.

"Those who break the oath shall be punished!"

The gloomy, evil voice spread throughout the room, and a sense of coldness swept out, making people shiver.

"Uh...ah!"

Namor looked in pain and covered his chest.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a strong hand, trying to pull it out and crush it into pieces.

"I'm sorry, Namor's soul...can't be given to you for the time being."

Luke's lips curved slightly as he walked into the suite.

"I'm afraid the gate to hell cannot be opened today."

"I promised him that I would ensure his safety."

Luke stretched out his hand, and a luxurious scepter inlaid with agate and precious stones appeared out of thin air.

That is the manifestation of the power of Seth, the God of Death!

He pointed his scepter at Namor, who was kneeling on the ground with his soul separated from his body.

The brand unique to the God of Death is like a stamp covered in ink pad, stamped on the surface of Namor's soul.

The devil's contract that was ignited by the fire of hell seemed to be blocked by invisible forces and was extinguished in an instant.

"Human! You have offended the supreme Lord of Hell! You took away everything that originally belonged to Mephisto!"

The twisted, ferocious flame face seemed to be in a daze, showing a human expression of shock, and then turned threatening.

"My name is Luke, remember this name."

"In this case, when you return to hell, you can explain clearly to Mephisto."

"If the... supreme lord of hell is dissatisfied, you can ask me for it in person."

"At that time, I will be waiting for his arrival in the world."

Luke's face was calm, and the luxurious scepter that symbolized death shot out a beam of light, directly shattering the flaming face.

Namor, who was only one step away from death, was like a drowning man who had successfully landed on shore, gasping for breath and experiencing the feeling of surviving the disaster.

"Who are you……"

However, his eyes were full of incredible shock.

Compared to the fact that his soul almost fell into hell, Namor was more concerned about the divine power displayed by Luke!

grim Reaper!

The superman who allowed himself to suffer a cruel failure turned out to be a powerful being with rules and authority, superior to mortals!

"Don't show the surprised expression that only a supporting character would have. It will make me feel like the protagonist in a third-rate novel."

Luke put away his luxurious scepter. He had used the power of death to stamp his seal on Namor's soul.

The future destination of this young king of Atlantis is his own world of Hades.

If Luke wanted Namor to check in early, it was just a simple matter that he could do with just a thought.

This is the power of gods.

They can use their divine power on mortals as they please within the framework of the world's rules.

"The God of Death...you are actually a God of Death."

Witnessing this scene, the Black Queen's eyes were filled with despair, and even the thought of escaping disappeared.

The grand goal she had painstakingly planned and strived for for nearly a thousand years turned out to have been accomplished by others.

Seeing Superman's overly young face, Selene was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.

The other party survived until he was less than thirty years old, and he was already on the throne of God!

I have lived for nearly a thousand years, and I am still only a fingertip of the universe away from the immortal dimensional devil.

Why?

The Black Queen's chest rose and fell, unable to calm down.

"Ma'am, do you have anything to defend against the multiple accusations just made?"

Luke walked up to Selene, his tall figure like a mountain, exerting heavy pressure on her.

"I...want to seek leniency."

The Black Queen, who felt bitter in her heart, opened her seductive red lips and did not defend herself in the end.

Her charm ability is completely ineffective against Superman.

As for using beauty to seduce, or denying it, and weaving lies...

These are all small tricks that don’t make it onto the stage.

It may still be useful when facing evenly matched opponents.

But Superman obviously won’t accept this!

The Black Queen is more inclined to think that Luke will choose to kill the girl with ruthless hands than to cherish her.

"Very good, you are also a smart person."

Luke nodded with satisfaction.

It seems like there is no need to use Superman's Iron Fist of Justice today.

As he advertises, he is a pacifist who uses love to influence villains and uses fists to educate bad guys.

Unless necessary, Luke is actually too lazy...no, he probably doesn't want to use violence.

"In view of your good attitude in pleading guilty and the fact that the crime has not yet been committed."

Luke looked upright and said loudly.

"As the Director of SHIELD, I decided to temporarily shelve the original plan of 'killing on the spot' and adopt a backup plan of lenient punishment."

"However, you still have to pay the due price for your wrong behavior."

The Black Queen felt the cold murderous intent dissipate, and she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only was there sweat on her forehead, but the clothes on her back were soaked, and even her legs were a little...

"Sir Superman, I heard that S.H.I.E.L.D. has an institution specifically to house mutants, and you have also established a school."

The Black Queen clamped her straight long legs and leaned quietly against Luke, her charming face full of spring.

"I can make meritorious deeds, give full play to my strengths, and redeem the mistakes I made in the past."

Luke frowned, glanced at Namor who was silent, and scolded righteously: "Madam, please respect yourself!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has always emphasized the principle of honesty and integrity. As director, I set an example by setting an example. I never mess with the relationship between men and women, treat everyone equally, and never engage in malpractice for personal gain..."

Facing Superman's righteous rebuke, the Black Queen smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

She didn't expect that Luke would be so...shameless!

Not to mention the scandal between Superman and the sorceress when he first became famous.

Just the rumors in the streets, about the beautiful iceberg commander of SHIELD, the charming young woman from Sicily, the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, the Moon Goddess of the vampire family, etc., reflect Luke's chaotic and fulfilling life.

personal life.

Recently, due to the in-depth contact between SHIELD and the three major sanctuaries.

Rumors began to spread throughout the underground world about the secret love story between Superman and the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme.

There is no way, once Feng Chong is victimized, it will be very difficult to clean himself up.

It's like Howard Stark having a meal with a female star in Hollywood, and the next day the newspaper will publish the tidbits of "Shocking, New York rich man has found a new love, behaves intimately in and out of hotels".

Even the more unscrupulous roadside tabloids would write thousands of words of erotic content in detail.

"The price I am referring to is your future freedom and life."

Luke was unaware of the Black Queen's secret murmur. He silently recited a spell and called for the power of Emperor Weishan for blessing.

Then, he raised his right hand and gently pulled out the other person's soul.

"This is an insurance to ensure your safety, and it is also a shackle to restrict your actions."

Luke used the Death Scepter to touch the dark, rich soul of the Black Queen.

Selene, who had no reaction at all, saw Superman skillfully using the pure white light of Emperor Weishan, and couldn't help but become more sure of her inner guess.