"I haven't thrown in the towel yet......"

A punch slammed into the door, and Apocalypse's face looked like tons of TNT explosives had exploded!

He was only halfway through his cruel words when it rolled like a gray cannonball through the car behind him, tumbling into a shop a block away.

His hard, strengthened body dragged a long, deep mark on the ground before slamming into the thick wall.

Dust floats, obscuring vision.

A few rapid coughs rang out, and Apocalypse silently pulled himself out of the wall.

What a powerful fist!

Despite having a body of steel, it still contained an inch of strength, but it still made the five internal organs of the Apocalypse almost displace, and every bone in the body let out a wail like a shelf.

A trace of blood spilled from his mouth, and the whole person staggered, about to fall.

"Keep fighting!"

Apocalypse instills faith in herself, holding on to her scarred and tired body.

He looked up and saw that the tall figure seemed to teleport in an instant.

The rubble swirled wildly, scattering in both directions.

The metal boots were raised high, turning into powerful whip legs that swept the apocalypse.

And then, another uppercut!

Boom!

The mutant god who was passively beaten, his body lost control and flew straight up.

His head slammed through layer upon layer of ceiling, the sturdy metal like fragile foam boards.

By the time the terrifying force had dissipated, the apocalypse had already pierced the thirty-seven-story building, almost bursting out of the atmosphere.

He floated 10,000 meters in the air, his gray face covered with blood.

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

In a drowsy state, Apocalypse hears Superman's voice.

The other party was very cold, there was not the slightest pity in his eyes, and he didn't look like a superhero he had ever met.

When those people fight, they are always hesitant and sympathetic, and they see murder as a crime that they have to commit.

Apocalypse can hear that Superman's choice is just a joke and ridicule.

How can a real battle without relenting let the enemy go!

"That's ...... There is no honor to speak of! ”

Apocalypse's voice was weak, giving an answer.

He opened his eyes and caught Superman's movements.

He hurriedly raised his hands and tried to parry the iron fist.

Then reorganize the situation and launch a counteroffensive.

But—

He was too slow and too weak.

The blasting fist shattered Apocalypse's arm bone, and the latter seemed to be hit head-on by a speeding train at full speed.

Once again, the hard body flew out uncontrollably.

"Oops, a bit of a mistake."

Luke watches as the apocalypse falls downward, smashing a mafia-run hotel billboard along the way.

In a way, it's its own industry.

"If you do this again, you will destroy your own industry."

He shook his head, his dark red cloak tearing through the air, sending a dull popping sound as it flew towards where the apocalypse fell.

Super vision passed through many barriers, but did not find the other party's figure.

"Well, ran away?"

Luke raised an eyebrow, looking at Apocalypse as a mutant who would strategically retreat.

is also the pharaoh of the ancient Egyptian dynasty, and the game of collapse and sale should not be as flexible as that of the younger generations.

If you want to run, you have already run, so why wait until now.

Superman lets go of his perception, and with the blessing of the pure white light of Emperor Weishan, the dynamics of the entire city are under control.

Among the mutants, there are not a few people with invisible talents.

The moment the bioforce field was fully opened, Luke discovered the location of the apocalypse.

Above?

He looked up and saw a road roller weighing dozens of tons rumbling down!

High-temperature rays shot out of his eyes, melting the massive mass of metal.

A gray translucent figure is gradually revealed.

It's the apocalypse!

He didn't seem to want to smash Superman with a roller, and his fists raised upwards shone brightly.

This is the ability of the mutant "sunspots" to absorb energy and release it violently.

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

The terrifying energies fused with each other like a giant ball of light.

The heat emitted from it turned the asphalt road on which Luke was standing turned into a puddle of sticky mud.

The silver-white flame of light fluctuated terrifyingly, and the scorching aura revealed the great power of melting gold and iron.

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

Apocalypse roared like madness.

All of his power is absorbed and released, like an extremely unstable suicide bomb.

Once the countdown reaches zero, the entire city center is razed to the ground.

And Superman, who is in the center, the end is self-evident.

"I thought you had some new routine, the villain was cornered, but he dragged the protagonist to his death...... No surprises at all. ”

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

If it's just to dodge the death blow of the apocalypse, Superman has many ways.

However, considering the huge damage caused by the opponent's self-detonation, Luke vetoed those options.

Although he doesn't call himself a hero, he doesn't like a restrained style of doing things.

But just like the ancient one said, when Superman stands at the top of the world, the forefront of mankind, it will be difficult to retreat.

He has to take on some of his responsibilities, just as he uses his rightful power.

It's an equivalent exchange.

No one forced Luke, only that he had to.

Just as a qualified king is responsible for the state, a qualified lord needs to protect his territory.

"Do you know what despair is?"

Luke asked, holding his head high.

"When you use all means, even at the cost of your life, to kill your enemy, you find that your efforts are in vain."

"This is despair!"

Superman's voice is calm and cold.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced high into the air, then held out a hand.

Slowly and forcefully, through the blazing and furious ball of light.

"How is this ...... Possible! ”

Apocalypse still has no new ideas, saying the villain lines that trigger the death effect.

His eyes widened as he watched Superman tear open the ever-growing ball of white light.

The heat that was high enough to vaporize steel into water vapor, the furious energy that could incinerate any life to ashes, did not cause fatal damage to Luke.

He was in the white ball of light that enveloped half a block, as if he had entered the interior of the sun.

The suit was constantly damaged and repaired.

The flesh is constantly scorched and then healed.

"Now, do you feel hopeless?"

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

"I can't kill you, and I can drag so many people to the funeral with me......"

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

He didn't expect that the momentum of burning his life would only hurt Superman.

That's all!

Deep despair, filled with an apocalyptic heart.

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

Luke pinched the apocalypse and quickly lifted into the air.

The mutant god's hard body resembles an alarm clock with a three-second countdown.

It is likely too late to fly out of Earth and throw it into outer space.

However, there is no problem with stuffing it into Phoenix's body.

As an ancient force of the multiverse, it connects to an alien dimension called the "White Hot Chamber".

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

Imprisoned in the lightning cage, the phoenix saw Apocalypse and Superman fight farther and farther away from the battlefield, and once again had the idea of escaping.

The wings fluttered, bringing up a large field of fireworks, tearing apart the lightning bolts as thick as pillars.

It's just that before the phoenix can squeeze out, he finds Luke flying over with the apocalypse that is about to explode.

"What does he want to do?"

It was confused, then reacted.

"Don't come here!"

The phoenix sent out panicked mental fluctuations, it finally recovered one or two percent of its strength, where would it be willing to return to the starting point after thousands of years of hard work.

"I'm sorry, for the sake of world peace and the safety of the earth, you should make a little sacrifice."

Luke replied lightly in the form of a spiritual dialogue.

If the phoenix can make an expression, there will definitely be several question marks above his head.

I'm not an earthling, so why make a sacrifice?

And as a superhero, you're the one who should do it, right?

Phoenix wanted to say more, but Luke didn't bother to listen anymore.

In a rough way, stuff the apocalypse into the other person's mouth.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering explosion did not occur at high altitude, only invisible shock waves that shook the clouds.

"Thank you for the sacrifices you have made for the planet, I will remember you!"

Luke briefly observed a second of silence.

Captain America, who was standing on the top floor of the Hell Hotel, looked puzzled.

Such a big flame phoenix, why is it gone?