Chapter 179 | I Just Want to Kill You Or Be Killed by You.

Luke rushed into the air and looked at the huge meteorite that was the size of a house and glowed with fire.

His eyes slightly focused, crimson beams of light swept up and down, left and right, crosscutting.

Zing zing zing!

The hot rays that evaporated flesh and blood were like red-hot knives, chopping up the large meteorite that could cover half a block.

Then, the bio-force field suddenly opened up, exerting a terrifying force that crushed the broken rocks that fell like a rainstorm into powder.

Above the air, dust fluttered and went away with the wind.

A crisis suddenly disappeared.

"Well done! I thought you would continue to fight Sebastian Shaw regardless of the damage done to others."

The Ancient One suddenly appeared behind Luke.

There was a look of approval on her face. She didn't seem to think that the Major General would make this surprising choice.

'Does it mean that the other party had the potential to become a hero hidden deep inside his heart?'

"They can't get away anyway."

Luke said calmly, indicating that the Sorcerer Supreme thought too much.

As a positive character, the mainstay of the order-keeping side, the young Major General of the United States, the only beacon of light in the human world, the leader of the Howling Commandos, the first Director of S.H.I.E.L.D, the female warlock pile driver ... Bah!

Cross out the last one!

Luke thought that he should do some good deeds occasionally; of course, he had to harvest reputation.

"I didn't expect Sebastian Shaw to be associated with Selene, the witch. And she had joined the Hellfire Club."

The Ancient One's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Today, she was wearing a suit and tie instead of a hooded robe.

Since it wasn't an upscale suit, it didn't look well-pressed, and she looked more like a bald insurance salesman who lost his hair early in life than a Wall Street elite.

"That woman is the Black Queen of the Hellfire Club."

Luke scanned the room with his supervision and found Sebastian Shaw in the study. Selene had unexpectedly run away.

The opponent had skills similar to those masters from Kamar Taj, opening a teleportation path, which could appear anywhere.

"Not only that, Selene is a very powerful witch."

Luke picked his eyebrows. He was a little surprised.

There were very few masters who would be praised by the Sorcerer Supreme and are qualified to be worthy of her evaluation.

"Major General, when facing her in the future, you should be careful."

The Ancient One warned seriously.

"Selene was born in a tribe in Central Europe. When she was still a baby in her infancy, she awakened her mutant talents."

"Her mother regarded it as a miracle, and didn't hesitate to sacrifice her vitality as a nutrient for her.

Other elders of the tribe ordered everyone to do so ... thus Selene showed great strength from childhood."

Luke's heart was stunned. He didn't expect the Black Queen to have such experiences.

"Selene has lived a long life by drawing on the lives of others. During this time, she obtained the Runestaff from Asgard, thus increasing her strength."

The Ancient One stopped explaining and spoke without delay, "Thousands of years ago, she went to the then rising Roman Empire, supported a down-and-out poet to become a member of the Senate, and conspired to hold a ceremony to become a god, but fortunately it was unsuccessful."

"Later, she established an evil sect in Brazil, calling herself a goddess."

"To sum up, this woman is very dangerous! Don't let her touch you, Major General."

"Otherwise--"

The Ancient One paused and took a few glances at Superman, who was physically strong and exuded a masculine aura, and seriously said, "You might get sucked dry by her."

Luke's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. He vaguely felt this sudden overwhelming opinion left embarrassing tire marks on his face, a clean hit and run.

"Ancient One, are you going to make a move?"

He asked curiously.

As the saying goes, everyone has their specialties. A powerful witch who held the staff from Asgard and lived for thousands of years should naturally be handed over to the Sorcerer Supreme to handle.

"Sorry, Kamar Taj is a little busy. I've been away for too long, and Dormammu is ready at the door again ... collecting debts."

The Ancient One shook her head decisively and stopped at the end.

"Then, opening a portal would be okay right?"

Luke's mouth twitched as he felt that Dormammu was perhaps the unluckiest dimensional demon god.

The current Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, refused to pay back her debt, just like an old scoundrel.

The next Sorcerer Supreme, Strange, not only did this but also forced Dormammu to negotiate, forcing the other party to tear up the IOUs voluntarily.

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"I'll open the portal and send the enemy straight to you!"

The Ancient One said quite readily with a wave of her hand.

She drew a circle in the air. The magic sparks splashed and jumped.

"This is ... the dam base in Akalia Lake?"

Luke paused and walked into the circular passage.

Sebastian Shaw, not far away, looked at him with a puzzled face.

"You ..."

This Black King of the Hellfire Club was inwardly shaken.

He ran away to Egypt with Selene; how come he was dragged back in an instant?

"This may be fate, Mr. Shaw."

Luke shrugged his shoulders and strode over.

The Black Queen had the appropriate magical means to evade the Sorcerer Supreme's spatial transmission.

Therefore, only Sebastian Shaw, an unlucky man, was left to face Superman.

Boom!

The frequent explosion-like sound echoed in the tunnel of the dam base.

Sebastian had a fierce look in his eyes like a hungry wolf cornered in a desperate situation.

Feeling the strong wind blowing in his face, he released the terrible energy he had absorbed before.

Dong!

Luke looked like he had received a heavy blow from himself. His whole body fell back and smashed deeply into the solid and thick alloy wall.

"Hiss! That's right, that's better!"

He didn't have the slightest irritation but showed an excited smile.

He held the walls with both hands and pulled himself out of that humanoid dent in the wall.

With a heavy step on the ground, like a catapulted jet, he instantly moved toward Sebastian Shaw.

The former exerted a terrifying force, which was enough to sink a huge ship, while the latter absorbed and then released it.

As soon as the two came into contact, a circle of airwaves visible to the naked eye vibrated around their bodies.

"We don't have to be enemies."

Sebastian overcame his fear and fought back and forth with Superman. It seemed that he had the delusion that the other party wasn't as terrible as he thought.

He decisively turned his eloquent speech mode, trying to persuade Luke to turn war into friendship and avoid this senseless battle.

"Major General Cavill, Namor has been dealt with by you, and Superman has stopped the war between Atlantis and the land world; you have gained both prestige and power."

Sebastian's body changed into countless shadows as he absorbed energy and released it, trying his best to maintain the fragile balance.

Superman seemed tireless.

His fist swung faster and faster; even the air was bursting over and over, making harsh sounds as if he was breaking through the sound barrier.

According to common sense, when the opponent launches a fierce attack, he would also suffer damage from the recoil caused by Sebastian's energy release.

Luke seemed to have completely ignored this point and shook his fist, unmoved.

For a while, the scene was as if some unknown 'high school student' activated his invisible 'stand in' and sent out the crazy 'ora ora ora ora ora.'

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shaw. I just want to kill you or be killed by you."

The cold voice penetrated through the strong winds of his punches and the violent flow of air and reached Sebastian Shaw's ears.

"I saw that the battlefield was the dam base, and I wanted to open the floodway so you could experience the wonderful taste of being pulverized."

"However, I quickly changed my mind. Compared with the flood breaking the bank, the pain of the moment, as you watch yourself approaching death, seemed to add to the sense of despair."

In just a few seconds, Luke threw hundreds of punches.

Almost putting the tunnel into a vacuum state and almost suffocating Sebastian Shaw.

"I can give the Hellfire Club and the mutants to ..."

Sebastian strived for the hope of survival, but unfortunately, Superman was a killer who couldn't understand his feelings.

After a minute and 20 seconds,

Luke stopped the attack.

His chest stretched like a bellow, emitting heavy breaths.

Sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

Compared to Sabretooth and Wolverine, the two mutants with self-healing factors as his sparring partners.

Sebastian Shaw, who could absorb energy and fight back, was more suitable for the job.

"I like to take what I want myself."

Luke looked at Sebastian Shaw, who was constantly moving in multiple shadows, and smiled, "Good-bye, Mr. Shaw."

He exhaled a long sigh and turned to leave.

Sebastian Shaw felt desperate and tried to absorb the violent energy before releasing it.

However, he couldn't do it!

The fragile balance had been broken, and everything was out of control.

"What's the difference between you and me? Even if you become the King of Hellfire Club, you would only be a tyrant!"

Sebastian shouted out his emotions.

Luke paused slightly and then moved on.

"We may all be the same kind of people, but I'm better than you, Mr. Shaw. Only the winners are qualified to speak."

The heavy metal gate closed with a bang.

Immediately afterward, there was a huge explosion!

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