Superman of the American Comics

"Will he identify with mutants?"

In the luxury suite of the sea hotel on Anna Maria Island, the cold and beautiful woman with snow-white skin handed a glass of red wine to Sebastian Shaw.

"Namo Mackenzie is not like ordinary people. His spirit is fragile and his thinking is at my disposal. I can only guide him laterally to believe in the correct theory of mutant supremacy."

Sebastian Shaw smiled confidently, took the glass and said, "of course. I can see the defects of namo Mackenzie at a glance. He is not a man of firm will. His face is full of confusion, hesitation and no direction. He is an easy to control puppet candidate."

Lengyan woman nodded. When she went deep into namo's thinking, she felt particularly obvious depression.

"If I hadn't worked with Hydra before, I wouldn't know that in this world, in addition to humans, mutants and Atlantis, they exist in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean and have never been discovered by outsiders."

Sebastian was a little excited. Since the collapse of the third empire, he took the people of Hellfire club to hide.

The crazy scientist is not an ordinary person.

On the contrary, Sebastian is eager for power and ambitious, and has always regarded mutants as tools and weapons.

Therefore, he hopes to find an opportunity to lead the Hellfire club to the rise.

However, a world war has just ended, order has begun to rebuild, power has been reshuffled, and there is no room for the development of mutants.

"Atlantis people live at the bottom of the ocean. They are born different from humans. They have blue skin and can breathe underwater."

Sebastian said the information he got from the hydra, "namo Mackenzie is an exception. He was born to the princess of Atlantis and an American captain. He has human skin color and appearance. He was once discriminated against and expelled by Atlantis."

"Hydra had contact with Atlantis?"

Leng Yan woman was amazed at the strength of that huge organization.

"Although the red skeleton was defeated, the strength of the Hydra was still preserved. They have much research on ancient human civilization, and it is not surprising to know the existence of Atlantis."

Sebastian tasted the taste of red wine and whispered, "Emma, relying only on mutants, can't resist the huge society established by human beings for the time being."

"Only by letting them kill each other and consume each other can we have a chance."

"And this is exactly what human beings are best at!"

The cold and gorgeous woman named "EMMA FROST" listened silently. She was the "White Queen" of the Hellfire club, second only to Sebastian Shaw.

He is a rare alpha mutant who has similar mental ability to bald professors, can read other people's thoughts and memories, and even carry out forced modification and control.

If Sebastian Shaw had not found a special material to isolate the spirit in the Soviet Union, he would have made it into a helmet.

She will still be restrained by the white queen, not to mention persuading her to join the Hellfire club.

"What about Superman?"

The White Queen turned on the TV and watched the young major general passing by in the news.

"Luke Carville is a tough opponent, but it's not as terrible as I thought. When I master my ability and your mind control, sooner or later I'll make this Superman kneel at the foot of the Hellfire club."

Sebastian is high spirited. He can absorb various forms of energy, transform and release it.

It includes electric energy, thermal energy, kinetic energy, etc. it can be said that even if tanks and bombers go into battle together, they may not be able to hurt the black king of the Hellfire club.

The only drawback may be that Sebastian has an upper limit on energy storage.

Once exceeded, it will explode and die.

"I once wanted to help the third empire and destroy Luke Carville. However, at that time, I was not enough to fully control my ability. Now it's different. I have a deeper evolution."

Sebastian looked at the sea at night, full of ambition.

He has carefully studied Superman's ability, which is nothing more than the substantial strengthening of physical quality, plus flying and hot sight.

Just restrained by yourself!

"When I convince namo Mackenzie to join the Hellfire club and identify with his mutant identity, I'll find the Superman's trouble."

Sebastian looked at the tall figure reflected in the French window and said with a smile: "save the red devil asazo by the way."

The White Queen Emma frowned and made no comment.

Outside the window, dark clouds gathered slowly.

A heavy rain is about to fall.

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The office of s.h.i.e.l.d. headquarters.

Luke turned his seat with his back to the door.

Through the glass curtain wall like French windows, I overlook the bright night scenery on the Bank of the Potomac River.

Thoughts fluctuate like waves and precipitate into plans or ideas.

When the night was deeper, Luke, leaning against his seat, seemed to feel something and frowned.

The solid space was cut, and the magic sparks danced unceasingly.

The smell of incense from Kathmandu, chimes and Zen songs, floated over.

"I've been waiting for you, master Gu Yi."

Luke, with a glass of whisky in his right hand, twinkled in his eyes, smiled and said, "I thought you would have come earlier."

"For example, in Brooklyn, Sicily, Rome, and even Paris. I didn't expect that our first meeting would be in Washington, D.C."

The folding and changing void space opened a circular channel, and the figure wearing a yellow robe came.

He lifted his hood to cover his face, and a shiny bald head appeared.

"You guessed, I'll come?"

The uninvited guest asked with great interest.

"I'm just always ready for the day when the supreme mage comes to the door."

Luke turned his seat, put down his glass and looked straight at each other.

"There will always be this day, won't it? What do people like me count in your eyes? Stowaways or visitors from other worlds?"

The young major general of the military, without any intention of concealment, directly asked questions.

Since the supreme mage came to the door on his own initiative, he must have known his identity.

Pretending not to know and continuing to pretend to be stupid will only make the other party look down on it for nothing.

In Marvel studios, bald heads are mostly difficult to deal with.

For example, a mutant professor who is still a child.

Or the supreme mage in front of him.

Their existence makes people have to doubt that bald heads are likely to be a sign of the strong.

Or is there a certain bonus to individual strength?

Anyway, mieba has no hair?

And Nick Frey - forget it, director marinated egg has no other ability except to embezzle public funds.

Luke's eyes suddenly looked as if he had found some amazing secret.

"There are many kinds."

The supreme mage seems to have entered this conversation mode. His right arm is slightly raised and the seat slides over automatically.

She sat in her chair and talked to Luke face to face.

"The three holy places often capture strange souls in other dimensions or in different worlds. The general measure for them is to send them back."

The supreme mage said patiently.

"There are occasional exceptions. For example, when the dimensions overlap and the space is turbulent, many innocent people are killed, and the soul passes through the gap between the dimensional space and the universe. After determining that there is no danger, the sanctuary will give a shelter."

Luke adjusted his sitting posture, as if to make himself more comfortable.

The supreme mage is the protector of the earth. What she and the three sanctuaries maintain is not world peace, but the balance and stability of multidimensional space.

In fact, mages are generally not interested in the fierce disputes in the human world.

Even if the Third Reich won, colonized the world and pursued extreme racial theory.

Most of the three sanctuaries and Kamata Taj will not intervene to change the historical track of what should have happened.

The enemy worthy of their vigilance is the many demons in hell and the covetous dimensional demon God.

"What kind of person am I, the one who needs to be repatriated or the innocent in protective detention?"

Luke asked calmly.