Superman in Marvel: Myriad Templates
Chapter 38

Opening the Lottery, Guaranteed First Draw

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It was late at night, with stars dotting the sky.

Waldorf Hotel, Tower Suite.

In the dim, spacious bedroom, only Marlena's steady breathing could be heard.

The mature woman, with her charming allure, had a lingering blush on her cheeks.

She looked as if she had just finished some strenuous activity, dragging her tired body into dreamland.

"Time to draw."

Remaining alert, with no sign of physical exertion, Luke gently pulled his right hand out from under Marlena, who had been using it as a pillow.

He lifted the thin blanket and, completely naked, got out of bed.

Not long after, the sound of running water came from the washroom.

"It was pretty boring when those two guys who can't get drunk went to a tavern."

A few minutes later, Luke, wearing a bathrobe, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and stepped outside.

The cool night breeze brushed past, bringing a refreshing feeling.

After leaving the Broadway Theater in the afternoon, he and Rogers had gone to Old Joseph's Tavern in Brooklyn to catch up, which had attracted a lot of attention.

One was a War Hero, a Legendary Figure.

The other was Captain America, well—he was practically a national idol.

New York citizens, hearing the news, flocked to the place, filling Old Joseph's Tavern.

In the end, what was supposed to be a classic reunion of old friends, reminiscing about the future and recalling the past, turned into a dull drinking contest.

The clinking of glasses was constant, the aroma of malt filled the air, and occasionally, a boisterous laugh would erupt from a crude joke.

The atmosphere was so heated, one might think they were watching an adult show not suitable for children!

"Like Rogers, I've forgotten what it feels like to be drunk," Luke mused.

Later, when he and Rogers walked out of the tavern.

Outside, the lights were already on, and night had fallen.

Both of them were clear-headed, not drunk at all, and walked without a hint of staggering.

As for those who were drinking?

They were all slumped over the tables, some even lying on the floor, making a mess of the tavern.

Old Joseph had his staff clean up, and then they dumped everyone onto the street.

Being homeless for a night wouldn't cause any major problems.

For a Super Soldier, the serum injected into their body formed a protective system of regeneration and healing; mere alcohol couldn't paralyze Rogers.

He had been frozen for seventy years and was still fine.

A normal person would have likely turned into a mummy by now.

As for Luke, to make him feel even slightly tipsy, it might take a vintage brew cherished by Asgard for a thousand years.

After a brief chat, the two went their separate ways home.

Afterward, Luke and Marlena had another pleasant and intimate exchange that promoted physical and mental well-being.

Having had a fulfilling day, he finally remembered he had an opportunity to draw for a Superman Template.

"Activate draw opportunity."

Feeling the cool night breeze, Luke's thoughts stirred.

In his mind, light flashed.

Numerous templates floating in mid-air spun rapidly.

Each brief pause stirred Luke's emotions, making his heart race.

"Silver Superman... that's a good one."

Luke couldn't help but get excited as he looked at the Superman Template with a silver border.

"Hey! It passed by! Then... Psychic Superman?"

Another extremely powerful Superman Template floated past.

Until the rotation slowed and came to a complete stop.

[Template Draw Complete]

[Superdemon (Etrigan the Demon)]

"It's this one... I can't say I'm surprised, nor am I very disappointed. It feels like getting a guaranteed prize."

Luke was stunned for a moment, then broke into a smile.

In that case, wouldn't one of Superman's flaws, the lack of magic resistance, be compensated for?

If there's a chance to meet the Sorcerer Supreme later, I won't be caught off guard.

Superdemon, also known as "Magic Superman," is Superman's counterpart in the magical universe of Earth-13.

Compared to Superman, who has zero magic resistance, he has no such weakness.

On the contrary, Magic Superman can also manipulate flames, wield energy, and resist mind control.

This is quite a good haul!

Luke replaced it with the Super-Man template he extracted, and the data on his character panel instantly changed—

Host: Luke (Luke Cavill)

Loaded Template: Magic Superman (LV1)

Abilities: Natural Draw (Active), Mental Immunity (Passive), Stellar Energy (Passive), Bio-Force Field (Passive)

Reputation: 1645374

Achievement: Legendary Figure

"A Superman who knows how to use magic, the style seems a bit strange."

As Luke loaded the brand new template, he felt a flood of information pouring into his mind.

He spread his palm, and the surrounding air rippled, with a ball of scorching flame floating quietly.

The so-called "Natural Draw" is the extraction of magical elements that are free in space.

"The magical power in the material world feels very weak... No wonder those mages obtain powerful strength through various great beings as intermediaries."

Luke extinguished the flame in his hand and said to himself.

The mages in the Marvel World mostly draw power from other dimensions or sign contracts with other beings.

For example, Kamar-Taj, established by the Sorcerer Supreme.

The power source of those sanctuary mages is the Triad of Vishanti.

Many dark mages are servants of the ancient demon god Chthon.

Vampires were created by Him!

And the Chaos Magic of the Scarlet Witch also has an inextricable direct relationship with Chthon!

There's also Dormammu from the Dark Dimension, Mephisto from the Underworld, and Cyttorak, the ruler of the Crimson Cosmos...

They are all dimensional demons who are rejected or unwelcome by the material world.

"Being able to fill a gap is something to be happy about."

Luke felt the surging power within him and said softly, "I wonder if there will be a Superman who eats Kryptonite in the future, or perhaps a Super-Kryptonian?"

The next morning, Luke, fully prepared, had not yet set foot on the European Theater when he heard the bad news of the Allied forces' defeat.

Even worse, Rogers, who had packed everything and was in high spirits, saw the casualty list of the 107th Infantry Regiment.

Among them was his best friend, James Buchanan Barnes.

"Maybe Bucky was just captured. He's still alive and waiting for us to rescue him!"

Luke patted Rogers on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Commodore Cavill, the Allied Command will not approve this rescue operation."

Carter reminded him from the side.

"The area where the 107th Infantry Regiment engaged the enemy is precisely the most heavily guarded region of the European Theater! A forced rescue might cause more casualties."

Hearing Carter say this, Rogers became conflicted.

He definitely had to go rescue Bucky, at least to confirm if he was still alive, but he didn't want to cause unnecessary losses to the Allies.

"There's no need to trouble the Allied Command, nor to mobilize other troops. This rescue operation will be just between Rogers and me."

Luke said indifferently.

He had long wanted to get in touch with Hydra's Red Skull to see if he could unlock more missions.

"No! Commodore Cavill! You are a hero of the Allied Nations now. If you are captured or encounter an accident, it will shake the morale on the front lines!"

Carter's attitude became urgent, and she quickly tried to stop him.

Because of their conversation that night at the Palazzo Venier dei Leoni, her attitude towards Luke had initially turned cold.

However, considering the consequences of him being lost behind enemy lines, Carter had to step forward to persuade him.

A war hero of the Allied Nations, a legendary figure heavily promoted by the American military, an accident could lead to severe consequences!

"Miss Carter, you may not know me well enough yet. I like challenging missions and I'm good at creating miracles."

Luke ignored her persuasion, looked at Rogers, and said with a smile, "Ready for an adventure?"

The latter gave Carter an apologetic look, then nodded vigorously at Luke.

"Ready! Commander!"

Rogers raised his right hand and saluted.

ps: Thanks to [ZHY Technology] for the 100-point reward, [Three Thousand Prosperous Flowers Like Soil] for the 100-point reward, [Nightmare Wrapped in Honey] for the 100-point reward, sending virtual hugs~

ps2: Dear readers, please throw your recommendation tickets and collections at me with enthusiasm, don't say "next time" (_)

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