Superman

"Give up your unrealistic fantasy. Superman is different from other men. He is the top powerhouse who can defeat Sebastian Shaw and Namor in one fell swoop. You may not be able to squeeze the opponent out."

Seeing the swaying appearance of the Black Queen's spring love, Mr. Omen poured cold water into the water.

He knew that the other party was proficient in black and white magic and was once an awesome and famous witch.

The most enthusiastic about drawing a living soul, replenishing life, and extending life.

For Selene, a strong person like Superman is simply an incredibly delicious meal.

The strong and strong young body and the extreme vitality make people salivate just thinking about it.

Mr. Omen can guarantee that if Superman appeared in this mansion, Selene would definitely not hesitate to recommend himself.

"It's not necessarily."

The black queen opened her red lips lightly, and her eyes showed a confident look.

"No matter how strong the individual is, the instincts of male creatures will not change... the possessiveness in your bones, as well as the nature of plundering and taking, will always exist."

As a witch with a long life, Selene is knowledgeable and experienced.

The understanding between men and women is not much worse than magical attainments.

She gently propped her cheek with one hand, and her beautiful body leaned on the sofa, revealing a lazy style.

Mr. Omen ignored him, he was a mad scientist similar to Sebastian Shaw.

The desire for women is far inferior to the pursuit of power and the exploration of truth.

"By possessing excellent and attractive female creatures, we can obtain both physical and psychological satisfaction. This is a temptation that no man can refuse."

The Black Queen stared at Luke on the TV, thinking that she had a good chance to take him as a minister under her skirt.

No matter what the other party said, they were only young people in their twenties.

Everyone's experience and experience needs enough time to sharpen them before they can truly grow.

"There is a saying in the East that people who are good at swimming tend to drown in the water easily."

Mr. Omen reminded him and said no more.

His relationship with the Black Queen is not a commander, a subordinate who obeys orders.

"Give it a try, Nathaniel."

The Black Queen didn't take the other party's reminder to heart, and smiled lightly: "I have absorbed so many souls, and I have been far away from achieving the goal."

"Superman is a powerhouse you have seen infinitely close to Apocalypse. The quality of his soul completely exceeds the standard, enough to make up for the lack of quantity!"

Selene, who had been active on the European continent since the Roman Empire, was tired of all the novelties in the world, only one goal remained.

That is to become the demon god who controls a certain dimension!

On an equal footing with the Supreme Master!

The one behind.

In fact, it is more difficult than becoming a god.

In the circle of Dimension Demon God, there are also three or six grades.

Stronger than the Lord of the Crimson Universe, Saitorak, he can break his wrists with the five gods of the universe and the court of life at his peak - if he stays in his domain.

A boss of this level, even the Supreme Master Gu Yi met, must show due respect.

There is also the often overlooked Trinity Weishandi, arguably the most powerful magical god in eternity.

The reason why the Supreme Masters of the past can be so high-profile.

In addition to his own strength, he is also inseparable from his deep background and solid backing.

Those dimensional demon gods who want to extend their tentacles to the main universe have to show some face.

Relatively speaking, those who can be called the "weak" include Mephisto, Lord of Hell.

There is also Domam, who is often sacked by others and has failed to collect debts many times.

The former refers to the time when he fails to sit on the "Throne of Satan" and unify the hell.

That was Mephisto's peak moment. He dared to compare with Odin and beat the cosmic power measurement unit—Planet Devourer.

It's just that the strength of this hell lord fluctuates up and down. When it's weak, even Doctor Strange can rub against the ground.

Therefore, when discussing the qualifications, he habitually put him behind.

As for the latter, Domam was simply because his upper limit was too low and he failed that amazing fate.

He was originally a wizard, accidentally discovered the dark dimension, entered into it, and became its master.

It's like a player in the novice village has a full experience and rises to a high level.

This also caused Domam, who was among the dimensional demon gods, to have no personal ability corresponding to it.

In short, in the circle of the Dimension Demon God, the starting point is the Heavenly Father level, and the upper limit can be as high as the Almighty Universe level.

With the ability of the Black Queen, unless luck is bursting, like Domam, rule a dimensional world.

Otherwise, even if you become a god, it will be the weakest one if you die.

Wanting to challenge Gu Yi head-on is pure dreaming.

"As long as it doesn't interfere with my plan, you can do whatever you want."

Mr. Omen said.

He is very happy to see that the Black Queen diverts Superman's attention and creates more opportunities for herself.

"Hehe, what should you do if Apocalypse really wakes up?"

The Black Queen said lazily.

"The mutant god must have never expected that his loyal subordinates are actually just a shameful thief thinking of stealing power."

Mr. Omen's complexion remained unchanged, without the slightest anger.

In the first half of his life, he was no different from ordinary people, married and had children, and started a family.

The only difference may be the special identity of Mr. Omen as a genetic geneticist.

In the nineteenth century, Darwin published the theory of evolution, which caused a shock in the academic world.

One of his British colleagues, Mr. Omen, wrote a more radical paper that was unacceptable to the public.

Suddenly, both of them were strongly questioned, and the voices of criticism surged like a tide.

In order to prove that his theory was correct, Mr. Omen began to devote all his time to research and became a little insane.

One day, he participated in the excavation work of the Egyptian archaeological team, and finally encountered the awakening apocalypse.

This mutant god is himself a supporter of the "survival of the fittest" theory.

He found that Mr. Omen's research was very appetizing for himself.

So in a good mood, he bestowed Nathaniel Essex with powerful abilities and accepted him as a subordinate.

However, Tianqi didn't expect that Mr. Omen would be a twenty-five boy.

He didn't regard a mutant who was buried in the ground, sleeping all the year round, as the supreme god, and worshipped him.

Instead, he was thinking about how to steal the opponent's power and replace it as the card secret of the new world.

"Selene, instead of worshipping others, it is better to go to the altar yourself."

Mr. Omen turned off the TV, and the diamond-shaped gem on his forehead shone.

"The mutants' genes contain the secrets of the gods, and I will successfully crack them soon."

"Apocalypse is just an old guy with backward thinking. He never thought of exploring the source of his power."

"And I am different. I understand the value of knowledge and the value of truth."

The Black Queen looked at the energetic Mr. Omen, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and said: "You mean to cooperate with Hydra to build a mutant gene bank? As far as I know, the SHIELD led by Superman has already started to do it. This is it."

Mr. Omen's face darkened, and he coldly snorted: "Then see who can get the first step and reach the end."

He believes that by studying mutants, the genetic code can be solved.

You can become the god of mutants like Apocalypse, almost almighty!

"Selene, if you want to seduce Superman, you should hurry up."

Mr. Omen's eyes moved slightly and he whispered softly: "After the peace summit, his reputation will reach its peak. A man who has a successful career and has reached the pinnacle, usually has little resistance to beautiful women when he is contented. ."

The Black Queen seemed to be beating her heart, she fluttered her drooping hair, smiling charmingly.

"Paris... is indeed worth a visit."

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At the Palace of Versailles, Luke, who had finished his opening speech, returned to his seat, suddenly feeling a chill behind his back, as if a cold wind was blowing.

"Who is thinking about me?"

He glanced around and found no suspicious person.

This superman lieutenant with a record-breaking reputation did not know that someone was greedy for his body in London.

The Black Queen Selene had just met Luke last time, and the two did not have too much intersection.

After getting rid of Sebastian Shaw, he didn't take him to heart.

"The effect is good. I was almost moved by you and shed moving tears."

Howard leaned in quietly and joked: "Pacifists...this is really funny."

"Shut up! You are not qualified to say such things, Howard."

Luke cast a scornful look and sneered: "Every penny earned by Stark Industries comes from war and death."

Howard shut up decisively and stopped talking.

The history of each company's fortune is always accompanied by subversion and violation of rules.

Especially in military industrial enterprises, those banknotes that keep flowing into their pockets exude a strong smell of blood.

They rely on war and chaos to complete primitive accumulation.

As Marx said--

Capital came to the world, and every pore from head to toe was dripping with blood and dirty things.

Therefore, people with a high moral bottom line are often not suitable for participating in the game of politics and finance.

Even if the cheeky is like Howard, he is not embarrassed to say that he is a businessman of conscience.

"It will be your turn later."

After a while, Luke bumped Howard with his shoulder and whispered softly: "After that is the technology sharing session of Atlantis. I gave you a list before. Have you seen it all?"

"What? Oh, that, I will write it down."

Howard was dozing off with his head suddenly awake, and his tired face became excited.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has given three places. I am going to choose a portable life-saving system, reverse restoration of high-pressure water cannons, and Atlanta's unique energy dissipation and shock absorption technology."

Luke nodded in satisfaction, and it seemed that Howard was still obsessed with power armor.

These three technologies are all difficult problems encountered when developing power armor and putting them into practical use.

The first generation of Iron Man.

That's it!

"Watch your performance, don't make Atlantis feel too bad."

Luke patted Howard on the shoulder. In the agreement drawn up by the peace summit, the group of undersea people needed to provide the land world with twenty cutting-edge technologies.

This is the most critical one besides establishing diplomatic and trade channels.

"Business negotiations, cutting meat with a blunt knife, this is my strength."

Howard raised his chin slightly, put on a pair of gold glasses to cover the dark circles under his eyes, and sat on the main seat with his head high.

When facing Luke, he had nothing but promises, but replaced by the defeated Atlantis, he could finally strike out!