Superman of the American Comics

"I haven't conceded yet..."

One punch hit the face door, and the Apocalypse's face seemed to explode with tons of TNT explosives!

His cruel words were only half said, like a gray shell shot through the car behind him and rolled into the shop outside a street.

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

Dust floats and obscures the line of sight.

Several quick coughs sounded, and the Apocalypse silently pulled himself out of the wall.

What a powerful fist!

Despite the iron body, it contains vigorous strength, which still almost displaces the five internal organs of the apocalypse, and every bone of the whole body emits a scattered cry.

A trace of blood spilled from his mouth. He was shaking and about to fall.

"Keep fighting!"

The Apocalypse instilled faith in himself and forced him to support his scarred and tired body.

He looked up and saw that his tall and straight figure came in an instant.

The rubble rolled wildly and spread to both sides.

The metal boots are lifted high and turned into powerful whip legs to sweep the apocalypse.

Then, another uppercut!

Boom!

The passively beaten mutant human God lost control of his body and flew straight up.

His head was knocked down from the ceiling, which was like a fragile foam board.

When the terrible force dissipated, the Apocalypse had crossed the 37 story building and almost rushed out of the atmosphere.

He was floating at a height of ten thousand meters, his face covered with blood and gray.

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

In the dusk, the Apocalypse heard Superman's voice.

The other party is very cold, there is no pity in his eyes, and he doesn't look like a superhero he has ever met.

When those people fight, they are always full of hesitation and sympathy, and regard killing as a crime they have to commit.

The Apocalypse heard that Superman's choice was just a kind of joke and teasing.

How can a real fight without mercy let the enemy go!

"Then... There is no honor!"

The Apocalypse's voice is weak and gives an answer.

He opened his eyes and caught Superman's action.

Hastily raised his hands and tried to block the iron fist.

Then we reorganized the situation and launched a counterattack.

But——

He is too slow and weak.

The fist of exploding air broke the arm bone of apocalypse, which seemed to be hit head-on by a speeding train at full power.

The hard body flew out uncontrollably again.

"Oh, there was a mistake."

Luke watched the Apocalypse fall and smashed the billboard of a Mafia run hotel along the way.

To some extent, this is their own industry.

"If you do this again, you will lose your industry."

He shook his head. The dark red cloak tore the air and flew to the place where the Apocalypse fell with a dull explosion.

Super vision through many barriers, but did not find each other's figure.

"Well, ran away?"

Luke raised his eyebrows and looked at the apocalypse. It didn't look like a mutant who would retreat strategically.

At least he was also the Pharaoh of the ancient Egyptian Dynasty. He should be less flexible than his younger generation.

If you want to run, you've already run. Why wait until now.

Superman let go of perception, with the blessing of the pure white light of emperor weishandi, and the dynamics of the whole city are under control.

There are many mutants with the ability of invisibility.

At the moment when the biological force field fully opened, Luke found the location of the apocalypse.

upper?

He looked up and found a roller weighing dozens of tons crashing down!

High temperature rays were emitted from both eyes and directly melted the huge metal object.

Gray translucent figure, gradually revealed.

It's the Apocalypse!

He didn't seem to want to smash Superman with the a roller, and his fists were raised up to shine brightly.

This is the ability of mutant "sunspot", which absorbs energy and releases it violently.

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

The energy of terror blends with each other like a huge ball of light.

The heat from it turned Luke's asphalt road into a pool of viscous mud.

The silver white flame has terrible fluctuations, and the burning breath reveals the great power of financing and selling iron.

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

If the Apocalypse is crazy, he yells.

All his strength is used for absorption and release, like an extremely unstable body bomb.

Once the countdown returns to zero, the whole city center will be razed to the ground.

The end of Superman in the center is self-evident.

"I thought you had a new routine. The villains were desperate, but they killed the protagonist... There was no surprise."

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

If it is just to avoid the desperate blow of the apocalypse, Superman has many ways.

Considering the huge damage caused by the other party's self explosion, Luke rejected those options.

Although he doesn't boast of being a hero, he doesn't like the way he does things.

But as Gu Yi said, when Superman stands at the top of the world and the forefront of mankind, it is difficult to retreat.

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

This is an equivalent exchange.

No one forced Luke, but he had to.

Just as a qualified king needs to be responsible to his country and a qualified Lord needs to protect his territory.

"Do you know what despair is?"

Luke asked with his head up.

"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 is calm and cold.

He glanced up into the sky with the light from the corner of his eye, and then stretched out a hand.

Slowly and forcefully, through the fiery and violent giant ball of light.

"How... Possible!"

The Apocalypse is still nothing new, saying the villain lines that trigger the death effect.

He opened his eyes and saw Superman tear open the growing white ball of light.

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

He placed himself in the white light ball covering half a block, as if he had entered the interior of the sun.

The battle clothes are constantly damaged and repaired.

The body is constantly blackened and healed.

"Now, do you feel despair?"

Luke's face was expressionless, and his arm, which was burned to the bone, held the Apocalypse's neck tightly.

"I can't kill you. I can drag so many people to be buried together..."

The body was full of cracks, and the apocalypse that was about to burst shouted wildly.

He didn't expect that the fight to burn out his life was just enough to hurt Superman.

That's it!

Deep despair, full of apocalyptic heart.

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

Luke grabbed the apocalypse and took off quickly.

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

It's probably too late to fly out of the earth and throw it into outer space.

But there's no problem putting it into the Phoenix.

As the ancient force of the multiverse, it connects a different space called the "white hot chamber".

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

The Phoenix, imprisoned in the lightning cage, saw the apocalypse and Superman fight farther and farther away from the battlefield, and once again gave birth to the idea of escape.

His wings fluttered, bringing up large fireworks and tearing open lightning as thick as a column.

But before the Phoenix squeezed out, he found Luke flying over with the Apocalypse about to explode.

"What does he want to do?"

It first felt puzzled and then reacted.

"Don't come here!"

The Phoenix sent out a panic mind wave. It finally recovered one or two percent of its strength. How can it be willing to return to the starting point after thousands of years of hard work.

"Sorry, for the sake of world peace and the safety of the earth, you have to make a little sacrifice."

Luke answered faintly in the way of spiritual dialogue.

If the Phoenix can make an expression, several question marks will appear on its head.

I'm not from earth. Why should I sacrifice?

And as a superhero, it's you who should do this, right!

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

In a rough way, put the Apocalypse into each other's mouth.

Boom!

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

"Thank you for your sacrifice for the earth. I will remember you!"

Luke observed a brief moment of silence.

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

So big a flame Phoenix, why not?