"What happened?"

Namor's head seemed to have a series of question marks.

He hadn't figured out the situation yet, and he didn't realize that he had lost nine precious seconds in his tragic and short life.

"Possibly...... Superman's ghost! We may all be controlled! ”

Sebastian frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

A look of horror appeared on the face of the yin owl.

He was more experienced than Namor and quickly sensed that something was wrong.

The clear picture in my mind, as if it had been deleted, could not be connected at all.

In the last moment, Superman suddenly appeared on the scene, raising his right arm.

In the next second, the other party disappeared, and along with the continental shelf oscillator, it also disappeared out of thin air.

It's so weird!

It's as if someone stole everything that happened during this time from them!

"Your Majesty, let's leave as soon as possible!"

Sebastian was in his right mind and immediately persuaded Namor to run away.

Although I don't know where that behemoth-like planetary-level weapon went.

But one thing is certain, even if he and Namor join forces, it is very likely that they will not be able to stop Superman's attack.

Especially under the deep sea, Sebastian in a diving suit has difficulty moving and is completely unable to exert his true strength.

Once a battle breaks out, Namor may not be able to take care of himself.

So, Sebastian subconsciously proposed to retreat.

In any case, it is important to save your life.

That's his steady way!

"Atlantis' ultimate weapon was just given up?"

The young and vigorous Namor, where can he understand Sebastian's steady and strange conservative ideas.

"Mr. Xiao, we can't run away any longer, it's time to muster up the courage and face the threat of Superman!"

"He's indeed the most powerful lander I've ever seen, but you won't lose to the other side - the Black King of the Hellfire Club, an Alpha-level mutant!"

"Plus a mutant who is both the royal blood of Atlantis and an alpha-level mutant, with a strong combination, can it be said that he can't resist a superman!?"

"He's not a god!"

Sebastian looked at Namor, who was hotly blooded, and couldn't laugh or cry.

At this moment, his feelings are extremely complicated.

Faced with Namor's questioning, Sebastian wanted to tell the other party.

Last time, you held a golden trident and summoned the North Sea Monster, but you couldn't defeat Superman.

Now that you are unarmed and have no hole cards, you will take your head and fight each other?

"How could I choose such a guy with a muscular brain as an ally?"

Sebastian can't say the bitterness in his heart, and at the moment, they are like a pair of people who have no tacit understanding.

Obviously, the side has already signaled that it will go back to the city to replenish the state, and then come to the line.

But the iron-headed baby teammates around him had to force the tower, preparing to harden a wave of well-developed heroes on the opposite side and leading a few pieces of equipment.

If you use your brain a little, you will know that the end is worrying.

"Your Majesty, we ......"

Sebastian was about to explain, but saw the sparks of magic jumping.

The Supreme Mage who is far away on Liberty Island is like an excellent assistant, cutting the space at the right time and opening the passage.

"I think you heard my name mentioned behind my back?"

Luke returns to the lost city of Atlantis with a gentle smile on his lips.

The giant armor left behind by the Celestial Group was temporarily thrown aside by him.

On this planet, except for himself, it is estimated that no one can move.

Magneto?

He's still an orphan with both parents dead.

Captain Marvel?

The Cold War had not even begun.

The Pegasus Project is even more of a no-brainer.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

Luke looked at Namor, who was angry and hot-blooded.

He didn't intend to say any nonsense, and directly stretched out his right hand.

Spread it out into a palm and hook it forward.

Provocative, obvious.

"It's time to settle the grievances between us."

Namor didn't have that many twists and turns in his head, and normally, he would rush forward with his fist when he had a problem.

After all, he is also the king of Atlantis, and he is not as steady as Sebastian, or he can swallow his anger.

Rumble!

Namor's heart burned with a burning will to fight.

He stomped heavily under his feet, and the ground of the island, which had been densely cracked, was splashed with rubble.

A heavy punch went straight to Luke's face.

For Namor, the bottom of the sea is his main battleground.

The terrifying pressure of the water, and the flow of water that hinders movement and slows it down.

In Namor's view, who has the blood of the Atlantean royal family, it is not a burden at all.

Superman, on the other hand, needs to turn on the biological force field at all times.

It is used to resist water pressure and drain the water flow.

So, compared to the battle above the Atlantic, this time he has a more geographical advantage!

Boom!

Luke was unhurried, and the bioforce field was in full swing.

The whole person is like a small celestial body, exuding a terrifying aura.

The foothold collapsed and shattered, the gravel fluttered, and the floating dust swirled.

Namor's fist hadn't come close to Luke yet, as if it had hit an impregnable wall.

The surging force of the shock spread along the arm and throughout the body.

Namor felt as if he had been punched by himself, and his whole body felt sore.

All of a sudden, it was extremely uncomfortable!

"Your Majesty, it's only been a long time since we've seen each other, and the gap between us seems to be getting wider."

Luke, the villain, not only inflicts physical damage on Namor, but also inflicts a mental critical attack.

The full-scale biological power directly enveloped Namor, who was in a state of stiffness.

The latter instantly seemed to be burdened with heavy shackles and plunged into a sticky swamp.

Compared to Superman's straight-up, rampage fighting style.

After Luke upgraded the template, he focused on developing skills.

It's just that for the time being, he has figured out the basic operation of shaving with a hot sight.

Boom!

Luke's right leg struck Namor in the chest.

Like a cruise missile exploding.

The terrifying force tore through the dense muscles that could block bullets, crushing bones as hard as steel.

Click!

The sound of shattering was unmistakable.

Namor flew backwards like a solid cannonball with enough strength.

A few traces of crimson blood melted into the turbulent water.

I saw Namor, whose sternum collapsed and vomited blood, smashed through the decaying and collapsed ruins one after another, shaking up a large area of dust.

Luke shook his neck as if he had finished a warm-up exercise.

Boom!

Another bang.

Luke is like a jet that catapults, and the bioforce field dispels the raging seawater.

It was just a few sprints, and in an instant, he approached Namor, who was struggling to get up.

The brick walls and columns that have survived from ancient times have all been smashed into rubble like papier-mâché.

"Unlucky fellow, do you think Sebastian Shaw really thinks you're a compatriot?"

Luke stomped down and stepped Namor back as he stood up.

The giant islands of the Lost City, shook,

The huge sea beasts that lurked in the darkness swooped out in flocks like frightened birds.

"He will only let you come forward, and all the infamy and troubles will be borne by you, while the Hellfire Club and himself will hide behind the scenes, waiting to see what happens."

Luke picked up Namor, who had been knocked to the ground with a few punches, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and said softly: "You have lost the trust of your people, you have lost the glory of the king, and you are about to lose ...... Future! ”

Namor raised his arms and raised his knees.

Bane Skill Card, "Master of Brokeback"!