Marvel’s Superman

Thousands of years ago, when Seth, the god of death, planned to use the reincarnation ritual to enter the world and make ancient Egypt an invincible empire of the dead, he certainly never thought that there were mortals who could resist him.

It is obviously to occupy the body and complete the reincarnation.

When the head arrives, it seems to be actively sending the head, please enter the urn.

"The arrogant..."

Dark shadows churned in Luke's body, and strong arrogance erupted in substance, like a blazing bright fire.

The dense hieroglyphs appeared on his face like a curse, which was particularly terrifying.

"Is this the wrath of the god of death?"

Luke stood still, unmoved.

There was neither panic nor the slightest fear.

Everything is currently under control.

He previously thought that the gods who symbolized power, war, desert and death might be a little more powerful than they are now.

Considering the thousands of years and the changes of the times, not many people may know about the Egyptian nine-pillar god who was very popular for a while.

It is understandable that the strength is weak like this.

"But so."

After asking a rhetorical question, Luke gave an answer.

The fluttering evaluation was more like a merciless and strong ridicule, which completely aroused Seth's thunderous anger.

The dark shadow that exists in the body presents the hideous shape of a jackal-headed human body.

"I'll make you feel..."

Seth wanted to threaten, frantically extract the life force of this arrogant human being, and let the other party understand the pain of death.

But on second thought, if Luke died, it would mean the ceremony failed.

He has been waiting for thousands of years, and the plan to come to the world will be declared bankrupt.

The embarrassing situation of being in a dilemma suddenly made Seth overwhelmed, and his high tone fell silent for a while.

"What do you feel? A desolate predicament of an out-of-this-world spirit?"

A sneer full of contempt came from Luke's mouth.

"The Egyptian god of nine pillars has become a thing of the past."

"In this age of declining faith, you're no different from an old antique in a thrift store."

"Those things are worth at least some money."

"And you are worthless."

Every word is like a sharp knife, revealing the only trace of decency and dignity left by Seth.

Lifting off that layer of seemingly mysterious and powerful coat, the essence of being strong on the outside, dry on the inside, and stern on the inside is exposed.

"I have dealt with many dimension demon gods. They support the world alone, and their existence continues to expand, like twinkling stars, standing in the sea of ​​​​cosmos, not shaken by changes in foreign objects."

"And you, lose the power given by faith, even mortals are inferior."

Luke mobilized the stellar energy in his body to suppress the incompetent and furious death god Seth.

At the same time, he also used the identity of the supreme mage to communicate with Emperor Weishan to gain power.

A magnificent column of pure white light descended from the sky and enveloped Superman.

"The ancient god..."

The god of death Set was horrified.

He is one of the Egyptian nine-pillar gods.

Naturally, he can detect Weishandi's true identity.

"You are too dull."

Luke smiled.

Pure white light poured into the body.

That hideous dark shadow, like snow under the sun, is constantly being evaporated.

"I laughed at your death authority."

Luke opened his right hand, and a pharaoh's scepter gradually condensed and appeared in the palm of his hand.

He grabbed it suddenly, and there were strands of black light flowing in his eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

One of the Egyptian nine-pillar gods, the authority of Seth, the god of death, fell into his hands like this.

"I curse you! With my life, with everything I have!"

The dark shadow seemed to be dragged, pulled, and slowly detached from Luke's body.

No matter how hard you struggle, no matter how unwilling you are, it is useless.

"It doesn't have to be. Your name, your image, has always been in history."

While feeling the power contained in the scepter, Luke chuckled and said, "I'm just an acting god of death. I have no believers, and I won't be enshrined in the temple."

"Think about it another way, I'm actually working for you, and you're my boss."

"Site, does this feel much better?"

The Egyptian god of death, as if shocked by the shamelessness of human beings, fell into a long silence until the dark shadow completely left the other's body.

Chi Chi! Chi Chi Chi!

When Seth, the god of death, was exposed to the sun, it instantly turned into a plume of blue smoke.

The black arrogance as thick as oil ignited a large amount of fire.

The mournful wailing and roar of grief and indignation disappeared together with the hideous form of Seth, the god of death.

"Death is gone?"

Dr. Henry, who had been on the sidelines, and the various members of the Bojian Department were stunned.

Although they didn't know what happened just now, when the results were presented in front of them, they still couldn't help feeling shaken.

An Egyptian god who was worshipped by the world thousands of years ago has just disappeared.

Even if the people present, the vast majority are staunchly atheists.

But after witnessing this scene, they not only shaken their ideas, but also have an irresistible awe and admiration for Superman.

The constantly refreshing and rising reputation value is the most obvious performance.

"The gods will not die completely."

Luke corrects Dr. Henry's misconceptions.

In his eyes, every life has illusory lines of different lengths.

That's the length of life!

As long as he wants, he can try to cut off or renew someone's life line at any time with the pharaoh's scepter held in his right hand.

Of course, this is not easy and there is a price to pay.

"As long as someone can remember their names, as long as the traces of history have not disappeared completely."

Luke stared at the shivering Egyptian princess Ammanette, whose face almost filled with fear.

"They have the opportunity to 'resurrection' and come to this world."

"Maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, Seth, who fell asleep again, will appear again."

Dr. Henry listened carefully, and he couldn't help thinking that if Seth, the god of death, slept in darkness, wouldn't the superman holding the pharaoh's scepter be the same as the living god of death?

Thinking of this, the high-level executive of the Bojian Department subconsciously lowered his head.

This is the fear of God.

"It's not as scary as you think."

Luke seemed to guess what Dr. Henry was thinking and shook his head slightly.

He didn't explain too much, those complicated concepts are too complicated for ordinary people.

The belief system of this world has long been divided by many gods.

Olympus, Greek, Nordic, ancient India, ancient Egypt...

In addition, there are two camps of heaven and hell.

The souls of those believers are tagged when they kneel to some god and pray.

As long as you reach the end of your life, you will become a "chip" in your god system.

Those dimensional demon gods were among them, and at best they only picked up a little leftover scraps.

Relatively speaking, the importance of "soul chips" to them is not as important as that of gods.

To Luke, the earth is like a giant casino.

Those gods who rarely appear in the world, the big men hidden behind the scenes.

The competition is who has more chips and who has a deep foundation.

"Master Death..."

Silently acting as the little transparent Anmanette, she spoke weakly.

"What can I do for you?"

According to the original contract, she helped Seth, the god of death, to come to the world.

In return, not only can you live forever, but you can also become the partner of the other party and rule a large territory.

But what happened right now was completely beyond her and Seth's expectations.

"The world does not welcome the dead."

Luke said lightly.

Ammannite was trembling and fell to her knees.

She finally managed to get rid of the darkness of thousands of years, the seal of the coffin.

If he were to go back to his original state and suffer that kind of torture, it would be worse than death.

"However, considering my Hades, someone needs to manage it."

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched, and after arousing the fear of the Egyptian princess, he wiped it away with his own hands.

"Are you ready to work for me, Ammanette?"

The ups and downs of life made the Egyptian princess feel like a roller coaster.

She let out a long breath, tears falling from her tears.

"I will take care of the Hades world for you!"

Ammanette assured.

"hope so."

Luke held the pharaoh's scepter, and his eyes glowed with black light.

Boom!

An illusory loud noise, like a chain twisting, the gears meshing.

A grand portal branded with hieroglyphs slowly opened.

That is the underworld world!

Belong to the kingdom of death!

"Um?"

The moment he opened the underworld, Luke seemed to have a subtle connection with the "Reaper Kingdom" that existed in different places.

His line of sight, pierced through the barriers of space, saw a cold world full of damp mist.

Then, a slender figure in a green cloak came into view.