Marvel's Superman

Chapter 252 - 249 | Devastation, Turning The Tables.

Chapter 252 - 249 Devastation, Turning The Tables.

"How did that happen?"

Mister Sinister looked at Superman's tall figure, and a touch of fear appeared in his eyes.

He finally experienced Namor and Sebastian Shaw's pain.

The feeling of oppression came from Superman.

Like a mountain collapsing and a flood breaking the dam.

For no reason, it made the other party extremely frightening and difficult to face.

Just his violent aura had almost broken Mister Sinister's mental defenses.

'Too frightening. '

Mister Sinister thought so.

He only had this kind of feeling when facing Apocalypse.

The mutant god who almost had no weakness and never failed!

With an aura similar to Superman's, people were intimidated and fell to their knees in submission!

"Your mental abilities seem to be inadequate."

Luke stared at Mister Sinister, who had suffered a backlash and had blood dripping from his eyes.

If he wanted to interfere with himself mentally, he must be at least at Professor Charles's level.

Although the latter was only an Alpha mutant, his mental ability was far stronger than that of the White Queen at the same level -- this was probably equivalent to Luke being an Allfather level and Odin being an Allfather. If they fought, the former's winning rate was not that high.

There was still a gap between people of the same level.

If the bald professor used the Cerebro, he could fully exert his power, equivalent to an Omega level mutant.

When measured against a normal Alpha level, they were sure to suffer a big loss.

"How can a man possess such a terrifying physical body and such a terrifying mind? How can a human being reach this level?"

Mister Sinister, whose body was in severe pain, like being run over by a roaring train, was full of doubts.

Superman was like an unshakable celestial body in his mind's eye, emitting a blinding light that people couldn't directly look at.

The ability of his own mind simply couldn't go deeper.

'I can't just sit around and wait to die!'

Mister Sinister took a punch from Superman. His solid body, comparable to that of a super soldier, seemed to fall apart.

His eyes were rounded, and the diamond-shaped gem on his forehead glowed with a sinister red light.

In an instant, it condensed into an extremely powerful and terrifying ray of penetrating light.

"Ah."

Luke's expressionless face tilted, avoiding a fatal blow.

At the same time.

He lifted his foot and stepped on it!

Boom!

Jonathan, who had been hiding far enough, felt as if a bomber had plowed over the ground.

Strong air currents, like hurricanes, swept through.

Lifting the dirt and dust up.

The lawn in front of the White House seemed to have undergone a round of howitzer artillery fire.

The ravines were so deep that they looked shocking.

There were potholes everywhere.

"You're a fast runner, spatial transfer technology?"

Luke's stomp didn't kill Mister Sinister on the spot.

At the last minute, there was a faint fluctuation in space, which moved the guy away.

"To be honest, I don't have much patience to play a boring game of cat and mouse with you."

There was a sharp glint in Luke's eyes. He went to Jonathan's side and whispered, "Please step back. By the way, tell the people on the Budget Committee that they have to build another official residence for the President."

Jonathan, who was in charge of security, was slightly stunned. He didn't understand what Superman meant.

Only to the other party's feet leaving the ground, slowly rising.

The dark red cloak waved in the air.

Just like a fluttering flag!

'A God on Earth!'

Jonathan's mind, these words suddenly flashed.

That was the newspapers' new title given to Superman when he showed up on Liberty Island to preside over the negotiations with the Atlanteans.

At this moment, Superman, with his hands open and free from gravity, was like a god who had descended to earth!

Lofty, indifferent, and powerful!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Luke, who had risen to mid-air, raised his hand and shook it.

The air seemed to ignite like explosives, bursting out with a loud and frightening sound.

After he upgraded to LV2, he opened up his bio-force field for the first time.

The entire White House, including the lawn outside, and the streets nearby, were all shrouded in it.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure covered everything!

"I'll see where you can hide!"

Luke clenched his fists, and his eyes looked cold.

His tall and upright body had bulging muscles.

Like a hill, it outlined unparalleled lines of power.

"Fuck!"

Standing underneath, Jonathan, who looked up and watched, broke into curses.

Then, he turned around and ran!

He finally knew why Superman wanted him to stay away.

The scope of this battle was too wide!

After a violent demolition of the white building, only half of the building remained standing, and the rest were reduced to rubble.

Thick smoke rose, and the fluttering flames spread wantonly.

When Luke's bio-force field fully covered them, the raging flames were smothered.

As if the air had been drained, it turned into a vacuum environment, and everything quickly went out.

Then, above the earth.

There seemed to be a gravitational disorder, everything losing equilibrium.

Large pieces of ruined walls, broken bricks and tiles, slowly floated up.

Rumble! Rumble!

A moment later, half of the White House that was still standing…

Just like being pulled up by an invisible hand, it rose up a little bit.

The surrounding bushes, trees, fountains, stone bricks… everything was pulled up.

Superman, standing up in the night sky, like an open black hole, attracted everything.

The field agents and security guards who were running in all directions were breathing heavily.

They looked up at this incredible scene. Their hearts were full of shock.

"Is this… is this still human?"

A guard stammered.

Everyone had heard of Superman's legendary story.

Everyone knew that Superman was powerful.

In the gossip that circulated, overturning tanks, shooting down bombers, pushing aircraft carriers… As long as it was news about Superman, it could occupy the headlines of every newspaper, every time.

It was one thing to hear and know about it.

But seeing it with their own eyes was another matter.

The tall figure above the night sky perfectly illustrated what it meant to be powerful.

Jonathan gasped, his eyes full of admiration for Superman.

This was the only feeling that the weak have for the strong.

"Now, where else can you hide? "

Luke looked down at the devastated landscape with indifferent eyes.

It was impossible for Kang to leave this area. If he wanted to conduct a super long-distance air strike, there was no need to leave Mister Sinister to stall time.

Because, no matter what kind of precision strike it was, it was useless against a human being moving at the same speed as a supersonic aircraft.

No matter how powerful it was, it had to be able to hit him first.

Besides, what kind of future weapon did Kang have in his hand that could pose a threat to Superman?

He couldn't have borrowed any 'drops of water' or planetary weapons.

So, he must have other plans.

"Just the three of you? I thought there would be a little more."

After the White House building was completely cleared and demolished, Kang could no longer hide.

Mister Sinister, who managed to save his life, the Black Queen, who appeared in front of him, and Kang the Conqueror, who hid behind him, were completely exposed under Luke's sight.

"There are only a few people in the Anti-Superman alliance. This is embarrassing me."

Luke said coldly.

His eyes condensed slightly, and a red beam lashed out.

"Selene, hurry up! If you keep dragging this out, we're all going to die here!"

Mister Sinister, who had seen Superman's strength, was anxious, and while urging the Black Queen, he manipulated the diamond-shaped gem on his forehead.

The mysterious red glow turned into a ray of death.

However, as soon as it hit Superman's crimson beam…

Like a cluster of faint flames, it was directly engulfed by a raging fire.

"How did that happen!?"

Mister Sinister's face twisted.

The diamond-shaped gem on his forehead was of extraordinary origin, capable of drawing biological energy and emitting death rays.

This was originally a secret weapon to fight against Apocalypse, and he was only willing to use it at a critical moment -- each shot consumed Mister Sinister's life force.

As a result, he fought back with his life but couldn't even stop Superman.

This cruel fact greatly frustrated Mister Sinister.

"Hmph! You think it's easy to summon a dimensional demon?"

Holding a book, the Black Queen spoke out of breath.

Her hair was like a waterfall, with long black hair falling to her waist and hips.

It lost its luster in an instant, like a clump of dead grass.

At the same time, a long and narrow crack appeared in the space shrouded by the bio-force field.

Dark energy surged out and invaded every inch of the territory outside.

"Chthon, God of Chaos?"

Luke raised his eyebrows slightly.