For World Peace, Luke's Golden Spirit

When Luke broke through to the lowest level of the base, he saw Red Skull's new aircraft already ignited and warming up, slowly taxiing on the tarmac.

"Rogers, I'll leave this to you!"

Luke turned to Captain America at the doorway, who was using his incredibly effective Vibranium shield to knock over the surrounding Hydra soldiers one by one.

Clang! Clang!

The sounds had a distinct rhythm!

Captain America took down the enemies with ease in just a few moves!

Luke felt that his combat power had significantly increased...

Witnessing this scene, Luke couldn't help but have this thought.

"No problem! I'll definitely stop Red Skull, Luke!"

Rogers swung his right hand, smashing an enemy with his shield, and took a moment to turn back and say.

Immediately after, he threw out the incredibly defensive Vibranium shield.

After consecutively knocking down two Hydra soldiers, the circular shield, tracing a circular arc that defied the laws of physics, flew back into Rogers' hand.

"As expected, Captain America with his shield is his true form."

Luke smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and sprinted towards the accelerating new aircraft.

He exerted force with his legs, his figure darting out like an arrow.

The Hydra soldiers who tried to stop him were like mantises trying to stop a chariot, completely ineffective.

They were either knocked flying or sent tumbling to the ground.

Luke, like Moses parting the sea, carved a path with his steel body.

Colonel Phillips, who had pushed through to the lowest level with the Allies, watched the sprinting figure and couldn't help but sigh, "Erskine's serum created a Super Soldier beyond imagination, and..."

He glanced at Rogers, who was wielding his shield, and continued, "...a more normal Super Soldier."

"As fellow Super Soldiers, why is there such a big... difference between them?"

Carter beside him couldn't help but ask.

She had read Dr. Erskine's experimental reports; the concentration and dosage of the serum injected into both of them were the same.

However, the final results were worlds apart—perhaps it wasn't appropriate to say it like this, and it might hurt Rogers' pride.

But judging by the combat power displayed by both, that was indeed the case.

"How would I understand those scientist things! But it might have something to do with Rogers' physical condition. He used to be a frail little guy, and now he's grown into a big fellow..."

Colonel Phillips analyzed it thoroughly and then nodded with a look of deep affirmation.

Carter was speechless and could only gently tiptoe, gazing at the gradually blurring, upright figure with a complex expression.

Red Skull's vehicle sped along the tarmac, about to lift off the ground.

Luke pursued closely behind, the wind generated by the propellers pressing his crisp military uniform tightly against his body.

With a leap!

[Skin Coverage]

A Kryptonian Battle Suit, like steel armor, covered his entire body. The high-speed rotating propellers struck the surface, emitting a harsh metallic clanging sound.

"Phew, that was a close one."

Luke touched a small cut on his face and grabbed the retracted landing gear of the plane with his hands.

Entering the interior, he saw that various city names were printed on the "Valkyrie" missiles.

Including New York, Chicago, and so on.

[Side Quest: The Arrival of a New Era, The Demise of Hydra!] [Requirement: Defeat Red Skull.] [Reward: Green Lantern Disc (a one-time substitute for a Green Lantern Ring)]

Seeing the quest pop up, Luke felt a surge of energy within him.

He strode forward, knocking down every Hydra soldier who stood in his way.

"You can't escape this time, Mr. Schmidt."

Soon, Luke appeared in the spacious cockpit.

"You're quite persistent, Commodore Cavill!"

Red Skull, sitting in the pilot's seat, turned his chair to face Luke, who had torn open the metal cabin door with his bare hands.

"What can the Allied Nations give you? A hero's title, meaningless verbal praise? Believe me, Commodore Cavill, when the war is over, they'll cast you aside!"

"Do you know why? During wartime, you are a great hero, a brave warrior. But without enemies, those politicians will start to be wary of you, to fear you."

"A Superman with a body of steel, what if one day he decides to become a tyrannical dictator? That thought will involuntarily arise in their minds!"

"Once the seeds of fear take root and sprout, they will quickly grow strong. This is advice from someone who's been there, Commodore Cavill."

Luke remained unmoved, his lips twitching slightly. He said softly, "Mr. Schmidt, are you trying to persuade me to join the Axis Powers? Isn't it a bit late for that?"

"No, no, no! Commodore Cavill, I'm speaking from the heart. You and I are both Super Soldiers, different from ordinary people, so we can best see the path of the future!"

Red Skull got up from his seat; the plane had already been set to autopilot.

It wouldn't be long before this large, new model aircraft would follow its predetermined route and devastate the planet, leaving it scarred and desolate.

Dr. Zola, who stayed by Red Skull's side, was a scientist. He was completely useless in this situation and could only cower in a corner.

"I once served Hitler, his loyal follower. That short-sighted Fuhrer had a secret research institute called 'Ahnenerbe,' which specialized in the study of supernatural powers..."

The leader of Hydra exerted all his mental effort, unleashing his lifelong eloquence in an attempt to sway Luke's thoughts.

"Back then, I thought Hitler, who firmly believed in mysticism, was pursuing truth, seeking the path to godhood. But he was merely indulging in things as ethereal as astrology, ancient scripts, and the Spear of Longinus, relying on cocaine and morphine to maintain the illusions he created..."

"So I began to pursue true miracles myself! I caught a glimpse of a clue in Norse mythology and found the secret treasures of Odin's Vault!"

"I possess the key to opening the path to godhood! Commodore Cavill, powerful beings like us should not fight for a country or an organization! There will be no flags in the future! We should make all of humanity grovel at our feet, and then lead them to create a better new world!"

"Mr. Schmidt, I am disappointed. After spending so much time patiently listening to your lengthy speech, I haven't been given the slightest bit of surprise."

Luke gently shook his head and said calmly.

"Instead of doing this useless work, you should honestly hand the Tesseract over to me. I don't necessarily have to kill you; handing it over to the Allies is also a good option."

Red Skull's words were hard-pressed to make the young commodore turn and vote for him.

The other party did indeed see far ahead, and some of his words made a lot of sense.

But the leader of Hydra overlooked one point: Luke was not a Super Soldier, and his future was not limited to the planet beneath his feet.

"I am also very disappointed, Commodore Cavill. We shouldn't be enemies; you are the most perfect Super Soldier I have ever seen."

Red Skull took out a remote control and said in a deep voice, "This plane is equipped with twenty-one Valkyrie missiles. I can detonate them immediately—this is my last resort! Even for a Superman as indestructible as you, you will be blown to smithereens!"

"Commodore Cavill, join Hydra! Once our vast empire is established, you, like me, will become the ruler of the new world!"

Luke was speechless; such a threat lacked any deterrent power.

If it weren't for his reluctance to take too much risk, he would have been willing to try what it felt like to be hit by twenty-one Valkyrie missiles.

After all, a Superman who hasn't been hit by a nuclear bomb is incomplete!

Although he was currently a low-budget version, trying out the Valkyrie missiles, which were slightly less powerful than nuclear weapons, felt pretty much the same.

Thinking of this, a flicker of eager anticipation lit up in Luke's eyes.

"Don't come any closer! Commodore Cavill, I'm serious, I will really press the button!"

Seeing Luke walking towards him with firm steps, Red Skull was dumbfounded.

He hadn't expected that this Superman of the Allies would possess such noble resolve, willing to sacrifice his own life to stop Hydra's Valkyrie Project!