Superman

"I'm going to your uncle..."

Before the Phoenix disappeared, Luke vaguely felt an angry heart wave.

He smiled and shook his head, this must be his own illusion.

Regardless of hardship, the power of the phoenix crossed the starry sky and came to earth to save the people of Las Vegas from danger!

It has such a fearless spirit, how can it be swearing!

This is obviously unreasonable.

"Perhaps, it means,'You have given me this opportunity many times.'"

Luke nodded to himself.

The power of the phoenix descended on the earth, from the western hemisphere to the eastern hemisphere, passing by, it would inevitably cause disasters along the way.

Now I give it a chance to save hundreds of thousands of innocent lives and complete the redemption.

I am grateful if I want to come to Phoenix!

Perfect logical chain!

"I'm really a good person."

Luke smiled contentedly.

He not only indirectly saved Las Vegas, but also prevented a crisis.

By the way, let the guilty Phoenix successfully redeem himself!

It feels good to be a good person!

"what are these?"

Luke was about to fly to the Hell Hotel and hand over the task of cleaning up the mess to Captain America.

He consumes a lot of time, and it takes several days to recover from the sun.

The skin and flesh of the burnt arms are growing again.

The broken suit was gradually restored as before.

When the flame phoenix disappeared, clusters of sparks suddenly appeared.

They are between the illusion and the substance, as if they are crystal clear crystals.

When Luke was stunned, several pieces scattered and disappeared, or turned into streamers and flew away.

"Shards..."

He quickly pinched a few pieces with eyes sick, and he felt warm and soft.

Look carefully, there are flame-like patterns flickering and flowing.

"It's like taking a strong pill."

Luke tried to absorb one tablet,

Anyway, his physique is good, so nothing can go wrong.

Fragments like flames crystallized into strands of power ripples into the body.

Luke only felt a sense of joy, spreading all the way from the tail vertebrae to his brain.

The energy that would have been restored after being exposed to the sun for several days is like a game character who knocked a blood bottle, instantly full.

In addition, he followed that piece of Phoenix power fragment.

Vaguely "seeing" an endless white space, in which there is a huge cocoon.

Numerous energy threads are wound on it, intertwined with shining light.

This is the real "Phoenix Power".

It is a conceptual embodiment.

Will not die.

It will not disappear.

Even if he was severely injured by an iron fist and broke his body, he could piece it together.

Even if you get a body bomb from the Apocalypse, you will at best return to the "white hot room" to recuperate and fall asleep.

"It actually only strengthened a little bit of physical strength, and there was no obvious increase."

Luke retracted his gaze and said disappointedly.

This does not meet his psychological expectations, and the gap is relatively large.

The power of the phoenix is ​​one of the three ancient powers of the Marvel Universe, which is one of the plug-ins.

Qin-Gele gets a fragment and becomes the host, directly becoming an Omega-class mutant.

After slapping Professor Charles and Magneto, they almost destroyed the world after being blackened.

"For me, it doesn't seem to be of much use except for a few seconds."

Luke held the remaining fragments, planning to throw them to the White Queen, to see if he could become the famous "Phoenix Apostle".

The power of the phoenix seems to favor mutants in particular. Except for Captain Marvel and Thanos son in the comics, the hosts are all talented mutants.

If it is given to Captain America, Howard, it will probably not be effective.

Thinking of this, Luke's interest in the power of the Phoenix faded.

It belongs to the kind of power that has a high upper limit but is difficult to directly increase.

The power of the Phoenix in its complete state is of the multiverse level.

Restarting the universe, or destroying the universe, confronting the court of life, and single-handedly singled out the five gods, it's nothing to say.

But the complete power of the phoenix, like a full planet devourer, belongs to a pseudo concept.

It will never appear!

The subject of the power of the phoenix wanders the universe, looking for a host everywhere.

The rest are staying in the incandescent space, guiding the emotion and spirit of life in the universe.

The most powerful piano in the history of hosts, Gerei, has never been close to complete.

Both the black phoenix and the white phoenix form only reached the level of the Heavenly Father to a single body.

"Rather than trying to collect the power of the Phoenix, it is better to gain reputation."

Realizing that the effort is not proportional to the gain, Luke gave up the idea of ​​becoming a host.

Of course, the main reason was that he didn't know whether the Phoenix Nirvana rebirth would retain his previous memories.

If it is retained, it is estimated that it will hammer itself to death.

"Where is that Firebird?"

When Luke flew to the Hell Hotel, everything was over.

Howard finally let go, and started asking questions like a curious baby.

"It heroically completed the mission of saving the innocent citizens of Las Vegas, and then returned to its hometown."

Luke leaned into the chair reserved for Mephisto, half-slumped in it.

It seems that he has been suppressing Apocalypse, but it really took a bit of energy to really solve the mutant god.

"Obviously I am a pacifist, why do I have to force me to do it."

Luke shook his head and sighed. As everyone knows, he doesn't like violence.

Only when you are forced into desperation, will you make sense with others with your fists.

"Work with the city government to clean up the mess. The task of counting the losses is left to you, Steve."

Luke threw that tedious work to Captain America, and here is only him suitable.

"It seems that tonight's bachelor party is in a meltdown."

Howard has some regrets, he specially prepared many exciting programs for Steve.

What space roaming, ten-fingered piano, two heavens of ice and fire... etc.

Guaranteed to be a new version of the ship that Captain America has never experienced before!

"I don't care about this, but should I postpone the wedding? I can't guarantee that everything in Las Vegas will be handled in such a short time!"

Steve deserves to be the spiritual incarnation of American soldiers, and his ideological consciousness is quite high.

In order to restore order to the local residents of Las Vegas as soon as possible, he did not hesitate to postpone their wedding.

If this conversation is broadcast in the form of a live broadcast, I am afraid that a large number of people will be "moved" on the public screen.

"That's not necessary. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents will come in a team tomorrow."

Luke didn't want to disturb the happy day of Captain America. He also looked forward to seeing the bitterness of the Winter Soldier.

"The bachelor party probably won't be possible. I can make up one more when I return to Brooklyn."

Hearing this, Howard winked at Luke vigorously, he had already made an appointment with Miss Succubus tonight.

"However, the Hell Hotel can host a charity party. The main body is to rebuild the casino and raise money for charity. Howard, you are the initiator and the leader of donations."

In order to let Howard this color critic experience the taste of being drained, Luke turned to add.

After speaking, he gave Mephisto a tacit look that was only appreciable.

The old devil nodded calmly, indicating that he would suggest that the succubus stepped up.

After the important things were explained, Luke found a room to lie down.

Before falling asleep, he folded his hands together and whispered, "I hope Howard is okay."

It shouldn't kill people... right?

probably.

...

...

On the mountain peaks of California, the mutants who stayed where they didn't dare to walk around, waited until the flowers were gone, and did not wait for the return of the apocalypse.

"The great god...fallen!"

When the sun slanted westward, Kaliban, who was able to sense his compatriots, suddenly fell to his knees, with a look of shock on his face.

He cannot accept that the legendary mutant god will fail and die!

"What! This is impossible!"

Some people don't want to believe it.

"The Apocalypse is down!"

Some people cry with words.

"Then should we break up, you go back to your Cairo, and I go back to my Berlin."

In the end, it was the little Eric who made the proposal to disband the team.

He did not have deep feelings for Tianqi, nor did he regard it as a god like others.

Although Eric believes that the black king Sebastian Shaw is the nightmare shadow of his life.

But I have to admit that while he hated the other person crazily, he also absorbed part of his thoughts and concepts.

Worship of gods is something that is ignorant, backward, and weak.

What Eric thinks is how to have a powerful force comparable to the gods!

And how to use this power to change the world!

After he escaped from Auschwitz, he wandered around and lived at the bottom.

This child, who has not yet become the Magneto King, has seen the suffering of too many compatriots and felt too many evil deeds of human beings.

"You will betray the great God! The great apocalypse!?"

Caliban turned his head and stared at Eric, who was about to slip away, with a fierce light in his eyes.

He is not loyal to Apocalypse, and he is indifferent.

First, the news was too sudden, and Caliban somewhat doubted his judgment.

The second is that these mutants, who were able to gather through the apocalypse, are undoubtedly a valuable asset.

Caliban has worked as a black market merchant, and has dealt with local Egyptian warlords and private militants.

He is well aware of the necessity of pulling up a group of thugs and forming forces.

Therefore, it is impossible for fellow mutants to leave easily.

"You said, the apocalypse has fallen, and it's useless for us to stay here. It's better to disperse separately."

Eric's slightly immature face showed a hint of seriousness.

"Oh, where can you go? No passport, no cash, no driver's license, anything that can prove your identity and live a normal life, you don't have anything."

Caliban smiled gloomily and issued a series of questions.

They traversed the country and traversed the big states, all using the apocalypse's ultra-long-range space transmission.

Without the Apocalypse, these mutants lost their backbone, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"We need to confirm the news of the great god, the apocalypse, and then think of other ways."

Caliban consciously excluded Eric and prepared to isolate him.

"As for cash, items that prove identity, I was doing business in this area before and I can handle it."

With the above necessities, Caliban effortlessly became the leader of mutants.

And Eric, because of his young age and weightlessness, was naturally ignored.

In desperation, he could only follow the big army.

In the direction of Nevada, a flash of light pierced the clouds.

That piece of shards, like flame crystals, seemed to be the target of discovery.

Flying down, rushed into Eric's body.

The latter just scratched his neck, feeling a little hot, and didn't know what happened.

This scene has been staged all over the world!

For example, the mutant school in Westchester County.

Another example is the deep sea prison of Atlantis, a pale youth who is paralyzed in bed.

The power of the phoenix was broken up, but its apostles began to appear.