Superman

The price sounds terrible, but because Saitorak is more Buddhist, he almost never comes to collect debts.

So, as long as you don't touch his ruby, you're pretty much fine.

For example, the mage of Kama Taj likes to borrow the power of this big guy.

For example, "Cytorak's Scarlet Chain" is a common magic of high-level mages.

"Would you rather lean on that dreary bastard Cytorak than be the voice of Chaos?"

When Sithorn saw Luke take out the parchment contract, he felt inexplicably being ntr face to face.

In terms of strength, he didn't lose much to the master of the crimson universe.

In terms of the degree of gifts, I will give a gift package of the power of chaos when I come up.

If it were someone else, they would all be grateful and willing to sacrifice their lives and souls.

But why, Luke chose Cytorak in the end!

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"Nonsense, with so many multi-dimensional demon gods, only Cytorak can use a temporary contract, and he doesn't force the caster to pay the price."

For Sithorn, who had no clue in his heart, Luke showed contempt in his eyes.

Raising their hands, countless avatars waved scarlet chains, binding the head made of billowing demon flames like a rice dumpling.

Compared with only using white magic and defensive spells before, after reaching a temporary contract, Luke fully exerted the advantages of the magic superman.

A steady stream of power is absorbed into the body.

Like the infinitely expanding sun, it erupted with a terrifying aura.

"This is the power of the Crimson Universe?"

Luke only felt that his body was filled with a powerful force, and strands of crimson light enveloped his entire body.

"You still want to assimilate the spirit?"

The crimson light covered the whole body like flowing water, the only thing that was not stained was the head.

Magic Superman is immune to mind control, so he rejects the aura of reducing intelligence that can turn people into fools.

"There will be a period of time, the great god of the underworld, Sithorn."

Luke put his fingers together and punched.

The crimson light suddenly burst out like a raging wave.

The night sky in Washington DC turned red in an instant.

The dense light infects the clouds and the stars and the moon.

Click!Click!

The space is like a fragile mirror, directly shattered.

Before Sithorn could break free from the scarlet chains, he received a powerful and terrifying iron fist.

Moreover, it is still a purely physical attack, which becomes a magic penetrating physical crit, and the damage is directly maximized!

"Humanity"

Sithorn's head was blasted back to the chaotic dimension without even saying the classic villain's line "I will come back".

The ever-expanding space rift closed instantly.

"Phew, fortunately I know magic and have high resistance, otherwise it would be really troublesome to deal with Sithorn."

Luke got rid of the influence of the crimson light on the spirit, and after sending Sithorn away happily, he fell to the ground with a "boom".

He didn't learn from Iron Man and come to a classic superhero landing, that would be too knee-jerk.

"Is there any other way?"

Luke's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to use his hot gaze to take the triple kill.

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"How do you fight this?"

The three people off the field came up with such thoughts at the same time.

Even the summoned god of the underworld, Sithorn, was blasted back to the chaotic dimension by Superman's punch.

Seeing that scene, Mister Omen and the Black Queen had completely lost their fighting spirit, and the latter was actually a little grateful to Luke.

If the head of the god of the underworld, Xithorn, existed in the material world for a longer time, I am afraid that her whole body would be sucked dry.

"I am innocent, Lieutenant General."

The black queen, whose legs were weak and could barely stand, kept winking at Luke, making a pitiful look.

The body also deliberately leaned forward, exposing the already low-cut evening dress more thoroughly.

After Sithorn's excessive demands, the Black Queen basically lost her ability to fight, and her magic power was completely consumed.

Besides, even if she was in her prime, facing a superman with the power of the crimson master Saitorak was still not enough to look at.

The most powerful god of black magic, Sithorne, has been defeated. How many rounds can the Black Queen, who has only learned a few spells from the book of the dark god, resist?

"Ms. Selene, I can see that there are countless wailing souls in you."

Luke was unimpressed. There is no gender distinction on the battlefield.

When he faced the "Battleship Class" Sieglind of the Axis countries, he didn't give up halfway.

"If, if you are willing to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, change yourself"

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General! I am willing!"

The Black Queen answered crisply.

She immediately distanced herself from Mister Omen and the projection of Kang the Conqueror.

At this critical moment, keeping one's own life is the most important thing.

"However, I don't really believe in your surrender, Ms. Selene."

Luke looked at the scantily clad Black Queen, and Sithorn's black magic flame almost burned the evening dress clean.

Amazing scenery, graceful curves, and snow-white mosaics loom in the air.

"I can show my sincerity to you."

The Black Queen puffed out her chest, her round curves almost seemed to jump out, which made people feel a sense of excitement.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Luke smiled slightly, and continued: "A beautiful woman like you, I should have cried for a long time if I punched her."

I saw Superman's figure flickering, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the Black Queen.

He didn't intend to kill, and quickly cut the opponent's neck with a hand knife.

"Oh, I seem to have confiscated my hand."

Originally, he just wanted to knock the Black Queen unconscious, but the strength seemed to be inaccurate, and he almost chopped off the opponent's neck.

"Hope you're okay."

Luke thought silently.

He saw the Black Queen's eyes turned white, her neck drooped and tilted to one side, as if her neck bones were broken and lost support.

The whole person fell limply on the ground, if not for the sound of heartbeat, Luke would have thought that the other party died suddenly on the spot.

"How are you going to choose, Mr. Essex?"

Luke shifted his gaze and set his sights on Mister Omen.

The latter met Superman's eyes, and as soon as he touched them, a sense of horror arose in his heart, as if being pierced by a sharp sword.

"If I choose to leave at this time, will your lieutenant general agree?"

Mr. Ominous asked hesitantly.

Although his heart is full of pride, he wants to replace Apocalypse and become a new generation of mutant gods.

But at the moment, saving one's life is the most important thing, temporarily bowing one's head and giving in is just for better development in the future.

"That must not work. If you are on the wrong team and made the wrong choice, you will have to accept the punishment you deserve."

Luke shook his head, eyes indifferent.

"Mr. Essex, I think you also understand the truth that you must be merciless to your enemies. I have shown rare kindness, but you are stingy with a little sincerity. This is unreasonable."

Mr. Ominous Omen is caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, he doesn't want to bow his head too much and give up his dignity.

But on the other hand, with the cold reality in front of him, he didn't have any bargaining chips in his hands.

The strength of Superman is obvious to all. Even though the Black Queen performed supernormally and summoned the real body of the god of the underworld, it still didn't help.

The opponent is like an unfathomable sea, making it impossible for people to explore the real power behind it.

"Then what do you want me to do, Lieutenant General?"

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Omen slowed down and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that Mr. Essex has a lot of research on cloning technology and mutant genes. I just need a high-level scientific researcher."

The corner of Luke's mouth raised. He is a very reasonable person, and it would be best if he didn't do anything.

Mister Omen seemed a little moved, but Kang the Conqueror's voice came out from the tiny communicator in his ear.

Zizizi!

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, I am sorry that I cannot agree."

After a while, Mr. Ominous gave an answer.

He decided to trust Kang the Conqueror for the last time once he said he was sure of Superman.

The diamond-shaped gemstone on the forehead flashed at the same time, sending out a death ray.

"Oh, this is not a wise decision."

Luke naturally couldn't tolerate such an obvious provocation.

He stepped on his foot, and his figure ejected.

The palm of his hand was under the head cover, as if he wanted to hold down Mr. Ominous's head and crush it.

The violent momentum rushed towards his face, and the latter only had time to retreat two steps before he was pushed to the front by Superman.

The turbulent airflow hit the face.

Like a knife, it hurt Mr. Omen for a while.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, as if the scythe of death was about to be swung down.

Buzz!Buzz buzz!

A terrifying shock wave instantly enveloped Luke's whole body.

Strong enough to withstand machine gun fire, the hard body of the main gun of the tank showed violent ripples.

The eardrums were about to explode, and there was a buzzing scream.

"Ultrasonic transmitter? Did Kang the Conqueror learn the method from Batman in the studio next door?"

Luke grinned, the biological force field expanded, and the heavy pressure directly destroyed the hidden launcher nearby.

Kang the Conqueror came from the 42nd century, and the future technology of that era did indeed have merit.

But this can only temporarily hinder his footsteps, and does not constitute any specific threat.

Luke took a step, as if activating a switch, and the ground suddenly caved in.

Zizizi!

Like an electric current is turned on.

The extremely powerful gravitational field captured him instantly and firmly fixed him in place.

Boom!