Chapter 329

False Mage: rubbing fireballs, singing spells, weak body, afraid of assassins.

Real Mage: point lighting, all attributes add health and defense, and comb the earth with his fist.

Sleeping for thousands of years, I don't know that the times have changed.

The weak chicken mage who can only rub fireballs has no future.

Under the world view of Marvel Universe, only a few big men can be Dharma Masters who can output artillery and cast spells without restraint.

Other mages who had done so finally swallowed the belt bone to the dimension demon God because they couldn't afford it.

Considering that spells can not be abused, melee mages who use big swords, flails and hammers to explode the enemy have gradually become popular.

Kamata Taj, the basic condition for judging a qualified mage in the three holy places, is whether she has strong muscles and a burly physique.

In their opinion, big muscle bullies like Captain America.

Naturally, he should carry a big sword, wear armor and devote his life to the great cause of exorcism - of course, if he has the talent to learn magic.

what?

Learn magic?

Just light a holy light.

There is no need to waste energy on this.

"As I said, you should learn to accept the changes of the new era, rather than settle down and immerse yourself in your delusions."

Luke showed "the shape of aikean", and the gloomy sky was instantly full of people.

At first glance, it looks like he surrounded the Apocalypse alone.

The shadows with illusory light are stacked one after another, watching the Apocalypse at the same time.

They made neat movements, raised their hands and waved their swords.

The tenth metal takes a silver sharp light, tears the space and cuts down.

The Apocalypse trapped in the siege suddenly felt that there was nowhere to avoid.

"That's just the fool's opinion of mortals!"

"The world is a jungle, the law of the jungle, and the fittest survive!"

"Morality, law, emotion... Those are obstacles on the way forward! The shackles of biological evolution!"

The Apocalypse roared, rolled up his eyes, and several abilities were stimulated together.

The crazy purple thunder almost brightened the sky.

The fierce rolling cold air gradually condensed and covered with layers of white frost, which seemed to freeze everything.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and the destructive sound waves shook the space.

The atmosphere erupted into a series of whistling and buzzing. People nearby covered their ears and instantly lost their hearing.

Various talents and abilities are continuously used by the apocalypse.

The energy of the whole battlefield is rampant, and it has become a life restricted area for several miles. If you get a little closer, you will be in fatal danger.

"The earth is a terrible place!"

Terrible energy filled this area. The Phoenix, originally imprisoned in the lightning cage, wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

You can feel the destructive smell of every inch of space, which silently dispels the idea.

Stay still and wait for the end of this amazing battle.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be crushed to ashes when I break into the battlefield now."

Phoenix was a little annoyed. If it hadn't been for Wu Fengji, one of the strongest iron fists in Kunlun, she would have changed from a full-scale large hammer to a small one in the novice village.

How could it not do the apocalypse, and how could it fall into such a situation.

"I don't even have the qualification to intervene."

The only building in Las Vegas that has not been affected is the hell Hotel, escorted by Mephisto. The terrible aftermath of high-altitude combat can do no harm.

Captain America stood on the top floor, overlooking the high-altitude battlefield.

The huge flame Phoenix collided with the lightning cage, but failed.

The Mars that spills and falls from it can create a disaster when it falls to the ground.

Even sending out fire engines has no effect, and the high-pressure water cannon can't be extinguished at all.

Can only wait until the energy is exhausted and the flame goes out.

In addition, the tall buildings near the battlefield were all smashed and turned into ruins.

If the evacuation is not timely, only casualties are difficult to count.

"I said, can Luke win the grey skin freak?"

Howard was a little nervous. He believed in Superman's strength, but the enemy he fought seemed not weak.

"I don't know. At present, I can't judge which side the scale of victory is going to tilt to."

Countless pairs of eyes are staring at Superman's battle with the apocalypse, but few can see it clearly.

Even the strengthened captain of the United States can only barely capture the trajectory of those two figures.

The separation of the form of aikeen disappeared one by one under the violent energy released by the apocalypse.

Luke, who showed his true body, kept waving the blade, and the silver light was connected into a net.

But the Apocalypse is not an ordinary person. He raised his right hand and shook the space.

Tear open the narrow passage and escape quickly.

Then, in his open mouth, he directly blasted out an energy light gun that annihilated matter.

Superman missed, his eyes slightly coagulated, and the terrible high temperature contained in the hot line of sight was released.

Boom! Boom, boom!

High above the sky, the strong light flashes!

The skyscrapers below the battlefield are like melted ice cream, just a little less.

Silently, decompose and annihilate into dust particles.

"The supreme mage is really... Violent."

Compared with Howard and Steve, who could not see the wind of the battle, Mephisto, who tasted red wine and breathed the upper class, sighed in his heart.

He didn't think Luke would lose. Instead, he secretly congratulated himself for agreeing to cooperate early and avoiding another beating.

"I'm so clever."

The old devil thought so.

On the battlefield.

Boom!

A roar!

The Apocalypse of folding armor, facing Superman's iron fist.

The former is like a heavy gun, directly pulling out a long parabola.

After breaking through several buildings, he fell on the hard ground and ploughed a deep gully.

In front of him, reinforced concrete was like crisp biscuits, which could not resist the strong force at all.

"Look around. How bad have you made this city?"

Luke fell from the sky and watched the Apocalypse struggling to get up.

“……”

He shook his head hard and regained his sober apocalypse.

It's obviously a fight between two people. Why do I have all the responsibility?

"Considering that you have no financial ability to compensate for the loss, coupled with violent resistance to the law, it is of a bad nature."

Luke swaggered and climbed like a violent volcano.

Dark red cloak, cold killing intention, and flashing eyes.

In the eyes of uninformed outsiders, all this is a standard villain.

In contrast, the Apocalypse at the bottom is a bit like a positive figure fighting hard - if you ignore your appearance.

Between the two sides, Superman pressed step by step, and the Apocalypse struggled to get up.

This picture makes people want to cheer the latter up - come on, ugly mutant brother!

"What are you going to do with me, your honor?"

The Apocalypse coughed up a trace of blood and sneered.

He frequently uses a variety of abilities, and his body is almost hollowed out.

Thinking of this, the mutant God can't help admiring Superman's endurance.

It is amazing that there is no decline in strength in such a high-intensity battle.

"Kill on the spot!"

Luke made a judgment.

Apocalypse, an enemy who is threatening and unable to communicate, had better be sent to hell.

Save yourself from having to clean up the mess.

He stepped out, the ground cracked, and the strong recoil force brought strong wind.

Just for a moment, Superman approached the apocalypse.