"Do I allow you to do it?"
Luke raised his eyebrows and his voice became cold.
He raised his right hand, and a bright silver light suddenly lengthened.
Tenth Metal turned into a long sword and struck out hard in the direction of Apocalypse.
Tear!
Powerful power is poured into the extraordinary metal sword, and the two add up to create a terrifying effect.
The atmospheric wind pressure is like a roaring dragon, blowing away the dark clouds accumulated in the sky!
The space is like a broken mirror, drawing a sharp straight line!
Apocalypse's gray face twitched fiercely, as if he sensed fatal danger.
He quickly retracted his fist and added dozens of energy shields to himself.
After that, this Mutant God still felt unsafe.
Activate your natural abilities!
Steel Body!
The gray skin has a metallic color and covers the whole body.
"That's all right..."
Apocalypse trusts his intuition.
Although defeating Phoenix made him confident.
But such a low-level mistake as underestimating the enemy only needs to be made once.
Superman is very strong, there is no doubt about it.
So don't take it lightly and go all out!
Apocalypse Completed the defense in just an instant.
Then, he looked up at the sharp sword energy that cut through the space and tore apart the atmosphere.
I saw a flash of silver light, lightning and thunder, and thick dark clouds, all of which dissipated.
The powerful force pushed the sword energy, tearing apart all the energy shields of Apocalypse in just a millisecond.
Superman was using his bare hands. If he wanted to hurt this Mutant God, it might take hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting.
But with Tenth Metal, which is enough to kill gods, he only needs a chance.
An opportunity to take action!
The sword light fell on Apocalypse's Steel Body, like a hot knife cutting through butter.
It was so easy, so smooth, and I didn't feel any hindrance at all.
Uh-huh!
A severed arm flew into the air.
Then it was ground into minced meat by the violent airflow.
"What a risk!"
Apocalypse, who was almost about to be dismembered, relied on intuition to move away at the critical moment.
If he had hesitated just now, he might have split his whole body in half.
This is a fatal injury!
"What a terrible weapon!"
Apocalypse was holding his broken arm, the wound almost solidified.
The cutting was so fast that he didn't even feel any pain.
"I told you, Your Excellency En-Saba-Nur."
Luke holds a sharp sword and looks at Apocalypse who has lost an arm.
"I hope you can calm down and learn to abide by the rules of the new era, instead of continuing to hold on to your backward, barbaric and ignorant ideas."
"This will allow you to indulge in your arrogant and arrogant personal world, ignore changes in the outside world, and lead to some unnecessary troubles."
At the feet of Superman, the street is empty Las Vegas.
I have to say that Captain America did a great job.
After taking over the power of the city government, he evacuated most of the urban residents through radio stations, television news and other means.
Of course, Mephisto also helped.
If it hadn't been for the infernal magic of the old devil, the American Empire people who were clamoring to go out on the streets and demand freedom and democracy during the city's lockdown might not have been so obedient.
"I am Pharaoh of the Ancient Egypt dynasty. I am a great king comparable to the gods. Do I still have to obey a short-lived country with a history of only a hundred years and abide by the laws it has established?"
Apocalypse activated his innate ability, and the flesh and blood squirmed at the severed wound, gradually growing a new arm.
This is the scary thing about Mutant God. He has too many abilities and they are too perfect.
It's hard to find a weak point to target and hit it with a fatal blow.
Phoenix can defeat Apocalypse because it has Fire of Creation.
This is an ancient power that can destroy time and space and erase dimensions.
"No, the country's laws are naturally like a piece of paper in the eyes of a strong man like you."
Luke took steps, and the dark red cloak became a bright color in the sky.
The tall and straight figure appeared even taller in the face of the doomsday scene of lightning and thunder, as if supporting the sky.
"Mortals lack the power to restrain gods, so they appear to you to be as insignificant as dust."
"You can ignore the laws of this country and that's OK."
"But I think strong people should respect each other."
"Your Majesty En Sabah Noor, you should at least respect my will and cherish the respect I give you."
The voice was calm, without any emotion, as if stating the facts.
But when it reached Apocalypse's ears, it gave him a chill in his heart.
Superman's sharp eyes are no less than the sharp sword in his hand.
"It seems that today is destined to not end in a peaceful way."
Apocalypse shook his head, and the new palm slowly opened. He also had some ability to reorganize matter.
The particles in the microscopic world move according to his wishes.
Create something from nothing!
A bronze war spear from the primitive period suddenly appeared!
"I have never taken the initiative to escape in any battle, because when fear takes hold of your heart and drives you to expose your back to the enemy, you will only die faster, and there is no honor in that."
Apocalypse gripped the war spear tightly, as if he had returned to his boyhood.
He thought of hunting wild beasts in the desert and struggling to crawl back from the edge of death every time.
Now, the Superman he faced was more terrifying than a beast.
"But I am no longer that weak mortal."
Apocalypse shouted loudly, and a series of ferocious electric lights tore through the dense clouds.
"I am Apocalypse, the great king, the god who controls destiny!"
With this roar, he raised his war spear and took a step forward.
A bright light flashed.
The tall figure crossed the space and appeared on the side of Luke.
That gray face was full of murderous intent, and the war spear filled with power stabbed down like lightning!
"Gods will die too."
Luke smiled brightly, it was not like he had never encountered gods before.
Set, who is also from Egypt, has even been deprived of his authority.
Just Apocalypse, what does it mean?
He waved the sharp sword condensed by Tenth Metal and drew a swift line.
The war spear was split in two and broken into two pieces.
Apocalypse The armor covering his chest had obvious cracks.
Click.
Completely broken!
"I forgot to mention, I am also a sword master."
Luke grinned.
He had swiped Deathstroke's physical skill card and had the talent attribute of weapon proficiency.
When it comes to the most barbaric and cruel cold weapon combat, I have never been afraid of anyone.
"Do you want to continue?"
Luke raised his sword straight, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"There are no other tricks, my turn is about to begin."
He followed suit and took one step forward.
The transmission channel cutting the space was formed instantly, and then another magic circle quickly opened above Apocalypse.
The silver sword light struck down on his head, catching the opponent off guard.
Apocalypse is like a frightened prey, with sharp reactions and extremely high vigilance.
He made a fist with his right hand and punched it hard.
The metalized Iron Fist swings away the sword body of Tenth Metal.
A deep wound was cut on the knuckles of the fingers that were clenched tightly.
Apocalypse As if unaware, he has entered a fighting state.
This little bit of pain cannot interfere with a firm will.
His left hand bluffed, and another war spear appeared.
Raise your hand and sweep!
The heavy force burst the air and quickly slashed towards Luke's neck.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Apocalypse hit the target, but felt all the force hit the air.
The figure struck by the war spear did not have the physical reality, but turned into wisps of ethereal air.
Then, hundreds of "Luke" spread across the sky, surrounding Apocalypse.
"Superman is actually a mage?"
Apocalypse's eyes widened with an expression of unbelievable shock.
How is this possible!
Is there any mage in the world who can break mountains and sink the earth with one punch?
ps: dizzy, wrong transmission, sorry.