"I haven't given up yet..."
A punch hit the face, and Apocalypse's face felt like tons of TNT explosives exploded!
He only said half of his cruel words before he shot through the car behind him like a gray cannonball and rolled into a store a block away.
His hard body, strengthened by his natural ability, dragged a long and deep mark on the ground, and then smashed into the thick wall.
Dust floats, blocking sight.
Several rapid coughs sounded, and Apocalypse silently pulled himself out of the wall.
What a powerful fist!
Despite Steel Body, Inch Punch's overwhelming strength still caused Apocalypse's internal organs to almost shift, and every bone in his body screamed like it was falling apart.
A trace of blood spilled from his mouth, and he was swaying and about to collapse.
"Keep fighting!"
Apocalypse instilled faith in himself, holding on to his scarred and exhausted body.
He raised his head and saw the tall figure arriving in an instant as if teleporting.
The rubble rolled wildly and spread out to both sides.
The metal combat boots were raised high and transformed into a powerful and heavy whip kick that hit Apocalypse.
Then, another uppercut!
Bang!
Mutant God, who was passively beaten, lost control of his body and flew straight up.
His head smashed through layers of ceilings, solid metal materials like fragile foam boards.
By the time the terrifying force dissipated, Apocalypse had traversed a thirty-seven-story building and almost rushed out of the atmosphere.
He was floating 10,000 meters in the air, his gray face covered in blood.
"Do you want to choose to surrender? Or run away?"
In the daze, Apocalypse heard the voice of Superman.
The other person was very cold, with no mercy in his eyes. He didn't look like a superhero he had ever encountered before.
When those people fight, they will always be full of hesitation and sympathy, viewing murder as a crime they only commit out of necessity.
Apocalypse could tell that the choice given by Superman was just a joke and a joke.
How can a real fight without mercy spare the enemy!
"There's no honor in that..."
Apocalypse answered with a weak voice.
He opened his eyes and caught the movements of Superman.
He hurriedly raised his hands and tried to block this Iron Fist.
Then reorganize the situation and launch a counterattack.
But——
He was too slow and too weak.
The fist blasting through the air broke Apocalypse's arm bone, as if the latter was hit head-on by a speeding train at full speed.
The hard body once again flew out uncontrollably.
"Oops, that was a bit of a mistake."
Luke watched Apocalypse fall downwards, smashing the billboard of a hotel run by Mafia along the way.
To a certain extent, this is its own industry.
"If you keep doing this, you will destroy your own industry."
He shook his head, and the dark red cloak tore through the air, causing a dull explosion and flying towards the place where Apocalypse fell.
Super Vision passed through many obstacles, but did not find the other party's figure.
"Well, ran away?"
Luke raised his eyebrows, seeing that Apocalypse didn't look like Mutants who would retreat strategically.
After all, he is also the Pharaoh of the Ancient Egypt dynasty. He is not as flexible as his juniors in terms of his ability to sell out and sell out.
If you want to run away, you have already run away, why wait until now.
Superman lets go of perception, and with the blessing of pure white light from Vishanti, the dynamics of the entire city are under control.
In Mutants, there are also many people with invisibility talents.
The moment Bio-Force Field fully opened, Luke discovered the position of Apocalypse.
Above?
He raised his head and saw a road roller weighing dozens of tons crashing down!
Heat Vision shot out from both eyes, directly melting the huge metal object.
The gray translucent figure gradually emerged.
It is Apocalypse!
He didn't seem to want to smash Superman with a road roller. His raised fists glowed brightly.
This is the ability of Mutants "Sunspot" to absorb energy and release it violently.
Like two small celestial bodies, suspended above the head of Luke.
The terrifying energy blended with each other, like a huge ball of light.
The heat it radiated turned the asphalt road Luke was standing on into a puddle of sticky mud.
The silver-white flames carried frightening fluctuations, and the scorching breath revealed the great power of the gold-melting pin.
"Let's go to hell together, Superman!"
Apocalypse looked like crazy and roared.
All his power is used to absorb and release, like an extremely unstable suicide bomb.
Once the countdown reaches zero, the entire city center will be razed to the ground.
As for Superman, who is at the center, the fate is self-evident.
"I thought you had some new tricks. The villain was desperate, but he dragged the protagonist to death together... There was no surprise at all."
Luke shook his head, the fiery power enveloped him, causing him a certain degree of pressure.
If it's just to avoid Apocalypse's fatal blow, Superman has many ways.
But considering the huge damage caused by the opponent's self-destruction, Luke rejected those options.
Although he doesn't call himself a hero, he doesn't like the restrained style of doing things.
But just like what the Ancient One said, when Superman stands at the top of the world, at the forefront of mankind, it will be difficult to retreat.
He must assume his fair share of responsibilities, just as he uses his fair share of power.
This is an equal exchange.
No one forces Luke, he just has to be like this.
Just as a qualified king needs to be responsible for the country, a qualified lord needs to protect his territory.
"Do you know what despair is?"
Luke asked with his head held high.
"When you use all means, even at the cost of your life, to kill the enemy, you find that your efforts are in vain."
"This is despair!"
Superman's voice was calm and cold.
He glanced at the sky with the corner of his eye, and then stretched out a hand.
Slowly and forcefully, it passed through the huge blazing and violent ball of light.
"How... is this possible!"
Apocalypse is still nothing new, saying the villain's lines that trigger the death effect.
His eyes widened and he saw Superman tearing open the ever-increasing white ball of light.
The high-temperature heat that is enough to evaporate steel into water vapor and the violent energy that is enough to burn any life to ashes did not cause fatal damage to Luke.
He was in the white ball of light that enveloped half the city block, as if he had entered the interior of the sun.
The suit was constantly damaged and repaired.
The flesh is constantly charred and then healed.
"Now, do you feel hopeless?"
Luke's face was expressionless, and his arm, which was so burned that only bones were left, tightly strangled Apocalypse's neck.
"I can't kill you, and I can drag so many people with you to be buried with you..."
Apocalypse, whose body was covered with cracks and was about to explode, shouted crazily.
He didn't expect that the desperate struggle to burn out his life would only barely hurt Superman.
That's all!
Deep despair filled Apocalypse's heart.
"I told you, you can't do anything."
Luke pinched Apocalypse and quickly took off into the air.
Mutant God's hard body is like an alarm clock with only three seconds countdown.
It would probably be too late to fly out of the earth and be thrown into outer space.
However, there is no problem in stuffing it into Phoenix's body.
As an ancient power of the multiverse, it is connected to a different space called "White Hot Room".
Even if Apocalypse explodes, it will not endanger the earth.
Phoenix, imprisoned in the Lightning Cage, saw Apocalypse and Superman fighting farther and farther away from the battlefield, and once again thought of escaping.
The wings flapped, bringing up large swaths of fireworks, tearing apart streaks of lightning as thick as pillars.
But before Phoenix could squeeze out, he found Luke flying over carrying Apocalypse who was about to self-destruct.
"What does he want to do?"
It was confused at first, and then reacted.
"Don't come over here!"
The Phoenix sent out panicked Mind Stone waves. It finally recovered 10% to 20% of its strength. How could it be willing to return to Qidian after thousands of years of hard work?
"Sorry, for the sake of world peace and the safety of the earth, you should make some sacrifices."
Luke replied calmly in a mental conversation.
If Phoenix could make expressions, there would definitely be several question marks above his head.
I'm not from Earth, so why should I make sacrifices?
And as a superhero, you are the one who should do this, right?
Phoenix wanted to say something more, but Luke was too lazy to listen anymore.
Use a rough method to stuff Apocalypse into the other person's mouth.
boom!
The shocking explosion did not occur at high altitude, only invisible shock waves scattered the clouds.
"Thank you for your sacrifices for the Earth, I will remember you!"
Luke held a brief moment of silence.
Captain America, who was standing on top of Hell Hotel, looked confused.
Why is such a big flame phoenix gone?