Superman

"But judging from your appearance and biological signs, you are obviously a human being."

Based on the answer given by Luke, Kang the Conqueror analyzed it seriously and came to a result.

Even in the future, he has never heard of the Kingdom of Light.

I only know that the Skrulls, the Cree, and the Shi'ar are the famous civilization races in the universe.

"My homeland is called the Kingdom of Light, and it was destroyed by a terrible monster named Belia. My parents were forced to send me on a spaceship"

"The spaceship lost its direction and landed halfway on the planet of the famous fighting nation Saiyan in the universe. I grew up there, received a period of basic education, and then came to Earth"

Luke just opened his mouth and made up a whole set of nonsense life experience.

Because it contained too many elements, Kang the Conqueror was a little dubious.

After all, he really doesn't know enough about Superman's origins.

To be precise, almost nothing is known.

"Cosmic Battle Nation, Saiyans, Kingdom of Light"

Kang the Conqueror took note of these key words.

I am going to search the database later to see if I can gain something.

"By the way, Kang the Conqueror, are you going to stay in this stalemate, or are you going to wait for the National Guard to come and kill me?"

Luke walked out of the Oval Office and into the corridor outside the door.

After the previous huge movement, all the security agents and service personnel staying in the White House ran away.

Superman cut the entire white building in half with his hot gaze from bottom to top, like a red-hot knife, like cutting a cake!

The White House, which had just been renovated not long ago, was instantly reduced to ruins, and no one dared to stay any longer.

boom!

Every now and then Luke heard explosions.

Probably the blazing heat set something flammable on fire.

The fierce fire, like a moving wave, spread rapidly, licking everything around.

Under the dark night, separated by a long distance.

People can also see thick smoke rising from the White House, which symbolizes the center of national power.

In the eyes of the uninformed, I am afraid that this is a terrorist attack, or that the history of the burning of the White House in 1814 is repeated. During the War of Independence, today's Washington, D.C. was breached by the British Expeditionary Force. burnt.

"I want to talk to you, Superman."

Kang the Conqueror is sincere, and the ghostly projection follows Luke.

"Presumably you have heard of some of my deeds, but the meaning of the facts will be completely different after being conveyed by three or four people."

"What she told you in Gu Yi may not be the original truth."

"We don't have to be enemies. I may not be unable to meet the conditions that the Supreme Mage can ask."

Luke raised his eyebrows, and said sarcastically: "Let me guess, are you going to give your behavior a layer of packaging that seems reasonable, but in fact there is no logical excuse? For example, what is there? The various timelines instigated wars, in fact, for a huge sociological research project or something?"

"Although you promote hegemony and dictatorship, and make a mess of the whole world because of your own selfish desires, you are still a good man who loves democracy and freedom. Conqueror Kang, is there a guy named Donald among your ancestors? Otherwise, why would you So skilled!"

Kang the Conqueror's impassioned speech, which was originally prepared, was stuck in his throat by Luke's series of joking rhetorical questions, and he couldn't help but spit it out.

He has indeed deceived many people with this method. Those superheroes are always easily moved by "a bright future" and "a partner of justice".

It's just that high-sounding rhetoric and righteous excuses seem to be useless in the face of Superman.

The other party is not at all like a beacon in the world, an embodiment of justice, but instead shows a villainous temperament similar to himself.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror, do you know the only thing I have learned from the short life of a human being?"

Luke stopped suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said softly: "The more you play tricks, the more you will find that there are limits to individual abilities."

"Those who want to hide behind the scenes and manipulate everything, they will eventually face the fate of being overturned and dragged to the front of the stage, and they will find you!"

Admiral Superman's eyes narrowed slightly, catching that unusual hidden aura.

He jerked to the right, crashing through the flimsy wall.

Palm outstretched, clenched into a fist.

boom!

The enormous force that propels the aircraft carrier is condensed in the front of the fist.

Afterwards, a surging giant wave that turned into a roaring tsunami poured out.

The whole room turned into ruins in an instant, as if it had experienced the violent devastation of a [-]-level typhoon.

Sofas, tables and chairs were directly cut and smashed by the strong airflow.

The walls supported by reinforced concrete are like thin cardboard.

All of these were turned into dust under the wind of Superman's fist.

"Depend on!"

Mr. Ominous, who was hiding in it, only had time to utter a swear word, and his whole body was like a baseball being knocked into the air, rolling out at an extremely fast speed.

He originally wanted to use Kang the Conqueror's stealth technology to give Superman a righteous backstab by surprise.

It turned out that he didn't expect that the other party's senses could be so sensitive.

The "invisibility cloak" given to him by Kang the Conqueror can distort light, hide biological signs, and fool human perception without any problem.

How could it be discovered!

With such doubts, Mr. Omen quickly drew a parabola and smashed into the lawn outside the White House.

"You're too nervous, so your heartbeat will speed up, which can't be hidden from my ears."

Luke said lightly.

Then exert force on your feet and step hard.

The tall and straight body tore through the viscous airflow and caught up with the fallen Mr. Ominous.

He punched it without hesitation.

Boom!

Harsh sound waves dissipate the airflow.

The energy shield on Mr. Omen's surface lasted only a second before it was completely blown away.

"This guy is still human!?"

Mr. Ominous Omen, who was directly defeated in one round, was shaken in his heart.

He had never fought against Superman head-on, he only knew that the opponent was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong!

"Kang the Conqueror asked me to hold Superman, how could this be possible!"

Mr. Sinister realized the danger, so he quickly used telekinesis, trying to push Superman away and distance him.

But he felt like a child bumping into an iron wall. The original power of thought, which was always tried and tested, did not cause any obstacles to the opponent at all.

"I heard that you have many abilities? Apocalypse has bestowed on you the talent of immortality, regeneration and healing, as well as the powerful power of mind manipulation and teleportation."

Seeing the shocked expression of Mister Omen, Luke said softly.

It is already a terrifying body at the level of a heavenly father, and it is easy to break free from the interference of that telekinetic force.

Alpha-level mutants can't pose any threat to him.

Luke clenched his fist, and when he was about to hit it again, he felt in a daze.

"Mind manipulation?"

He sneered and got rid of the influence.

The template of the magical superman itself has strong resistance, immune to spying and control on the spiritual level.

"Ahhh!"

Mr. Sinister screamed, and strands of blood flowed from his eyes.

He wanted to control Superman's actions, but was countered by the other party.

The spiritual power to manipulate the mind is like a raging wave hitting a hard rock.

"This is superhuman strength? No wonder the President said that the lieutenant general is the nuclear weapon of action."

Jonathan, who stayed outside the White House, witnessed the brief battle firsthand.

He first saw a violent explosion in the room of the east hall, and then a figure smashed heavily into the ground, plowing out a deep ravine.

That weird man with a rhombus-shaped jewel inlaid on his forehead hadn't gotten up yet, and was rushed out of the White House by Superman, and returned to the pit with a punch.

The lawn of the White House was splashed with dirt, like an earthquake.

Jonathan swayed and stepped back quickly.

Ordinary people like him can't even get close to the battlefield.

Chapter 2 and six?

"How could this be?"

Mister Omen looked at the tall figure of Superman, with a look of fear in his eyes.

He finally experienced Namor, Sebastian Shaw's painful feelings.

The sense of oppression emanating from Superman.

Like a mountain collapsing, a flood breaks its embankment.

For no reason, it makes people feel that the other party is extremely frightening and difficult to face.

Just relying on the berserk breath, it almost overwhelmed Mr. Omen's mental defense.

"terrible."

Mr. Omen thought.

He only had this feeling when facing the apocalypse.

The god of mutants who has almost no weaknesses and has never failed!

Possessing an aura similar to that of Superman, it is daunting to kneel and surrender!

"Your psychic ability seems a bit insufficient."

Luke stared at Mr. Ominous who suffered backlash and his eyes were bloodshot.

If you want to disturb yourself from the spiritual level, you must be at least at the level of Professor Charles.

Even though the latter is just an alpha-level mutant, his psychic power is far superior to that of the White Queen of the same level. This is probably equivalent to Luke being a heavenly father, and Odin is also a heavenly father, but let them fight, The former's winning rate is actually not too high.

There is also a gap between the same level.

If that bald professor is equipped with a brainwave enhancement machine, he can fully exert the terrifying power equivalent to an omega-level mutant.

Measured by the ordinary alpha level, it will definitely suffer a big loss.

"How can a person have such a terrifying physical body and such a terrifying spirit? This is the level that humans can achieve!?"

Mr. Ominous, who was in severe pain all over his body, seemed to be run over by a rumbling train, full of doubts.

In his spiritual vision, Superman is like an unshakable stellar celestial body, emitting a dazzling light that people cannot look directly at.

One's own spiritual ability cannot be penetrated at all.

"I can't sit still and wait for death!"

Mister Omen was punched by Superman, and his solid body, which was comparable to a super soldier, seemed to fall apart.

His eyes were wide open, and the diamond-shaped gemstone on his forehead flashed a strange red light.

In an instant, it condensed into a very penetrating terrifying ray.

"Ah."

Luke tilted his head expressionlessly, avoiding the fatal blow.