Although I have some objections to the outcome of the battle.
At the same time, he was also slightly dissatisfied with Luke's decision.
But in the end, Corvinus made the wise choice to accept it.
Thinking on the bright side, at least his bottom line has not been breached.
Marcus is still alive.
Even if his bat wings are torn off, his strength will be greatly reduced and he will fall back to Elder-level.
At least life was saved!
"So, it is important to have a father who can be your backer."
Watching Corvinus packing Marcus away, Luke couldn't help but sigh.
Victor, who had no background, ended up being burnt to coke by him using Heat Vision.
"I thought Master you would deal with Marcus."
Serena, who successfully got rid of Daylight Curse, began to get used to this originally unspeakable name.
"You have to save some face for others. Corvinus has a good attitude. There is no need to be aggressive."
Luke shook his head.
Marcus is not threatening.
His purpose is only to help Serena rise to power.
Then pack Corvinus Family's Vampires and take them back to North America.
When the time comes, throw it into big cities such as New York and Detroit.
Fight and consume with those pure-blooded descendants of Grand Duke Dracula and the "Ghoul Clan" who are rapidly expanding at the bottom.
This is equivalent to hammering a nail into Dark World, making it easier for S.H.I.E.L.D. to step in in the future.
Magical Congress's proposal is currently in the expected construction state.
It will take quite some time for it to be fully realized.
I don't know that Corvinus found the Magical Congress that I was looking forward to.
In fact, it's just a piece of pie drawn by Superman, and how you feel in your heart.
"Go and receive your people and your power. Take them all to North America and open up a new territory!"
Luke ordered.
"Getting rid of the curse of daylight should be an irresistible exchange for you."
Serena nodded in agreement.
She couldn't wait to welcome the dawn and watch the sun rise.
This Vampires female warrior has almost forgotten what warmth feels like.
"Also, ask the hotel manager to change the glass for me."
Luke instructed.
He doesn't like rooms with drafts on all sides.
"This may be a bit troublesome. It's getting very late, so changing will be a matter of tomorrow."
Lucian interjected.
He had long since returned to his human form, his punctured shoulder fully healed.
"Why don't you ask the hotel to change to a suite? Or, Mr. Lieutenant General, you can sleep in the next room and rest temporarily."
The leader of the wolf tribe made a serious suggestion.
However, the meaning is not very serious.
Because, next door is the room where Serena lives.
"All the subordinates around the world use the same method to please the boss?"
Luke was slightly startled and complained silently.
No way, the operation of Lucian is really a bit too familiar.
The same was true for Alessandro, who was the leader of Mafia back then.
"Oh, how could Superman be seduced by beauty?"
As if possessed by Captain America, Luke looked calm and upright.
"No need to bother, I'll go to the second bedroom."
He likes to take care of his heart, not his kidneys.
After all, the former unlocks more poses.
Only by constantly exploring different ways to play the same game can it remain fresh.
Serena, who had a cold face and said nothing, heard the answer.
His expression softened slightly, but his eyes were slightly disappointed.
Women are such complex creatures. They hate men who are overly interested in them, but they hate men even more when they are not interested in them at all.
Serena glared at Lucian who had evil intentions, and immediately had the wonderful illusion that Lieutenant General Cahill was a decent person.
The last one thought this way, and within a few days they fell out together.
"It's late at night, let's take a rest."
Luke waved his hand.
He never leaves fatigue and stress until the next day.
Therefore, sleep for four to five minutes every day - for Superman, this sleep time is enough.
A few days later, Luke set foot on the land of New York.
Next to him was a tired-looking Howard. This guy had two thick dark circles under his eyes.
His speech was weak and lifeless, as if his body had been hollowed out.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
After seeing Vampires and Werewolves, Howard seems to have found a new interest.
Especially after Luke gathered Corvinus Family, in order to get rid of the psychological shadow, it was no problem for him to use the name of Superman to attract a few Vampires.
However, this guy had a unique vision and set his sights on Elder Amelia, whose bat wings were torn off by Luke.
This person has lived for hundreds of years Vampires
Howard chuckled.
The pride is clearly evident.
"Tell you a cruel truth."
Luke, who got off the plane, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly
"The low-level Vampires can be controlled, but the high-level Vampires is more deeply affected."
"Do you have Amelia bite marks on your body? Or, did she ever have the urge to eat you?"
Luke's words are more heart-wrenching than each sentence, and tons of critical damage are poured on Howard's fragile Mind Stone.
His original smile froze in an instant.
"If none of the above actions happened, then it was probably just a simple compliment and should not be taken too seriously."
Seeing Howard's rapid change of expression, Luke's goal was achieved, and he comforted without sincerity, "Don't be too sad. Different races, your... strengths become shortcomings, this is normal."
"You make me want to strangle you!"
Howard The happy mood turned into full of depression.
Thinking of Amelia's praises and exclamations, they were all just staged.
He couldn't help but feel sad and began to doubt himself.
Could it be that the women who had had romantic encounters and beautiful encounters with him before were all...
Once your thoughts wander, you can't stop.
Howard sat in the butler's car with complicated emotions. He was silent for a moment and asked, "Jarvis, do you think I'm like the kind of... rookie who can't satisfy others? I mean, is it possible that a woman will deliberately flatter you and praise you because you are rich..."
"Sir, I can't judge your..."
Jarvis, who was sitting in front of the car, replied sternly, "Although I am British, I don't know enough about men."
"It's just that, judging from your physical condition, I think you need to take a good rest. Proper abstinence will help restore your energy."
After hearing the butler's tactful reminder, Howard seemed to have gotten the answer and slumped in the back seat, his eyes losing their luster.
"I'm fed up with the rainy weather Paris, New York at least there's still clear sunshine."
After Luke shocked Howard into doubting his life, he also got into the car that came to greet him.
"You're two days behind your scheduled return date."
The driver is Carter. She is wearing a white blouse with a bright red skirt today, which is quite eye-catching.
"Some other issues were dealt with, which delayed time."
Luke smiled slightly.
"Fortunately, the ending was happy. We got on the line with Alexander-Corvinus, and packed up the European Vampires and Werewolves and sent them to North America, letting them consume them with Dracula's pure-blood descendants, so as not to mess up New York."
"The trade channels for Atlantis have also been finalized, and the establishment of World Security Council has begun to be put on the agenda."
"The most unexpected harvest is God Spear Bureau."
"Providing the whereabouts of the Hand means Zheng Xian owes me a favor."
"When S.H.I.E.L.D. officially steps onto the world stage and handles international relations, God Spear Bureau's help will be very useful."
Luke closed his eyes and counted the abundant fruits picked during Peace Summit.
"I heard that you met a new woman at Paris, or is she Vampires?"
Carter, who was holding the steering wheel, seemed to say casually.
"Those are all rumors. When it comes to this, it's all Howard's fault. He had to go to Moulin Rouge..."
Luke's expression remained unchanged, and he sold his brother Howard backhand.
Anyway, the other party's reputation has always been very bad, and it doesn't matter if it has more dark history.
"It suits his style very well."
After hearing Howard's unlucky story in Paris, Carter had a smile on his face.
"By the way, a few days ago, a Sanctum master dressed as a monk came to S.H.I.E.L.D. and said that when you come back, you must pay a visit to New York Sanctum."
"Kamar-Taj... there seems to be something wrong."