In the luxurious hotel suite in Boston, the scene was a bit awkward.
Namor subconsciously avoided the angry eyes of the Black Queen even if Superman called his act of reporting a righteous, legal, and heroic thing.
But facing the complex eyes of his ally, anger, mixed with incomprehension and disbelief, the young King of Atlantis, whose mentality wasn't tough enough, still felt some shame and guilt.
After all, in Namor's turbulent life, this was the first time he had ever done anything like betrayal.
"You really ... surprised me."
The Black Queen gnashed her teeth, full of hatred.
The black mist in her right hand rolled over, and a soul contract suddenly appeared.
Then, the words on the surface distorted and changed, as well as the flame-like patterns.
A smell of sulfur filled the air, and the dense words formed a distorted face.
"Violators of the oath! Punished!"
The eerie, evil voice spread through the room, and a coldness swept out, causing people to shiver.
"Uh ...!"
Namor's expression looked painful, and he covered his chest.
His heart felt like it was being clutched by a large, strong hand that wanted to pull it out and crush it.
"Sorry, Namor's soul ... is temporarily unavailable."
Luke walked into the suite, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
"I'm afraid the gates of hell can't be opened today."
"I promised him that I would make sure he was safe."
Luke held out his hand. A luxurious scepter inlaid with agate and precious stones appeared out of thin air.
That was the embodiment of Set's authority!
He pointed his scepter at Namor, who was kneeling on the ground. His soul was detached from his body.
The mark of death, like a stamp covered with ink, was stamped on the surface of Namor's soul.
The devil's contract, which was lit by the fire of hell, seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and was extinguished in an instant.
"Human! You have sinned against the supreme Lord of Hell! You have taken what belonged to Mephisto!"
The twisted, flaming face, seemingly stunned, revealing a human expression of shock, and turned to threaten.
"My name is Luke. Remember this name."
"So, when you return to Hell, you will be able to explain to Mephisto."
"If the Lord of Hell ... is unhappy, he can ask me for it in person."
"At that time, I will be waiting for his arrival on Earth."
Luke's face looked calm. The ornate scepter, the symbol of death, shot out a sharp aura, shattering the flaming face.
Namor, who was just one step away from death, was like a drowning man who successfully came ashore, gasping for breath and experiencing the feeling of surviving a disaster.
"You're ..."
However, in his eyes, there was an incredible look of shock.
Compared with his own soul almost falling into Hell, Namor was more concerned about the divine power Luke displayed!
'Death!'
The Superman who made himself suffer a brutal defeat was a powerful being who had the authority to rule above the mortals!
"Don't give me that surprised look that only a supporting character has. It makes me feel like the main character in a third-rate novel."
Luke put away his luxurious scepter. He had used the power of death to put a seal in Namor's soul.
The young King of Atlantis's future destination was Luke's underworld.
If Luke wanted Namor to 'report for duty' in advance, it was just a simple matter that could be done with one thought.
This was the power of a god.
They could use their divine power against mortals as they wished within the general framework of the rules of the world.
"Death ... you're death?! "
Witnessing this scene, the Black Queen's eyes were desperate, and even the idea of escape disappeared.
She painstakingly planned and strived for the grand goal for nearly a thousand years, which turned out to be something other people had completed long ago.
Selene was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood when she saw Superman's overly young face.
The other party was less than 30 years old and had already ascended to the throne!
She had lived for nearly a thousand years, and the immortal dimensional demon god was still a tiny distance away from her fingertips.
'Why?'
The Black Queen's chest rose and fell. She had difficulty calming down.
"Madam, do you have anything to say in defense of the multiple charges just now?"
Luke walked up to Selene. His tall figure was like a mountain, putting heavy pressure on the other party.
"I ... want to fight for leniency."
The Black Queen, who felt bitter inside, opened her seductive red lips and finally refrained from arguing.
Her charm was totally ineffective against Superman.
As for the use of beauty to seduce, or deny, weaving lies ...
These were all little tricks that wouldn't be appropriate.
Facing an evenly matched, similar opponent, it may still be useful.
But Superman obviously won't buy it!
Compared with pity, the Black Queen thought that Luke was more inclined to use his iron fist.
"Good, You're still a wise person."
Luke nodded with satisfaction.
It looks like today Superman didn't have to pull out his iron fist.
As he claimed, he was a pacifist who influenced villains with love and educated villains with his fists.
If the situation didn't call for it, Luke was actually too lazy... No, actually didn't want to use violence.
"In view of your good attitude of pleading guilty and the fact that the crime hasn't been committed yet."
Luke, with a straight face, loudly said so.
"As the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D, I have decided to suspend the original plan of 'shooting on sight' and adopt the alternative plan giving you a lighter punishment."
"But you still have to pay the price for your wrongdoing."
The Black Queen felt the cold fade away and breathed a sigh of relief.
Not only was her forehead sweating, but the clothes on her back were wet, and even her legs were a little ...
"Superman, I heard that S.H.I.E.L.D has a special shelter for mutants, and you had set up a school."
The Black Queen clenched those straight legs, leaned quietly against Luke, and her charming face looked even more charming.
"I can redeem myself by doing good deeds, using my strengths, redeeming the mistakes I made in the past."
Luke frowned, glanced at the silent Namor, and righteously scolded, "Madam, please behave yourself!"
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has always emphasized the principle of integrity and honesty within S.H.I.E.L.D. As the Director, I set an example by never engaging in male-female relationships, treating everyone equally, and never playing favorites ..."
In the face of Superman's righteous rebuke, the Black Queen smiled rather awkwardly.
She didn't expect Luke to be so ... shameless!
The first time Superman became famous, he had a scandal with a female warlock.
It was the rumors in the streets and alleys. He was with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s iceberg beautiful commander, Sicily's flirtatious young woman, the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, the Moon Goddess of the vampire coven, and so on. It reflected Luke's chaotic and fulfilling private life.
Recently, because of the deep contact between S.H.I.E.L.D and Temple of the Three.
The news was beginning to spread in the underworld that Superman and the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, had a secret love affair.
He couldn't help it. Once the ink was poured, he couldn't clean his image.
It was like Howard Stark having a meal with a Hollywood actress. The next day, there would be gossip news in the newspaper, [Shocking news! New York's Tycoon Found a New Girlfriend. People have seen them going in and out of the hotel in an intimate manner.]
Even the roadside tabloids, with no moral integrity, would write thousands of articles with erotic content.
"The price I am referring to is your freedom and your life in the future."
Luke didn't know the secret thoughts of the Black Queen. He recited a spell and called Vishanti's power.
Then, he raised his right hand and gently pulled and dragged out the other party's soul.
"It's an insurance policy that keeps you safe, but it's also a shackle that restricts your movement."
Luke used the Death Scepter to point at the Black Queen's dark, dense soul.
Selene, who hadn't reacted at all, saw Superman's skillful use of Vishanti's pure white light and became even more certain of her suspicions.
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