"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Before Namor could figure out the situation and vent his anger, a deep voice full of laughter suddenly sounded in his ears like thunder.
boom!
The atmosphere shook, making a harsh explosion!
Namor's pupils shrank, condensing to the point of needles, capturing the tall figure approaching instantly.
The opponent was still standing on the deck one moment, and the next second it was like a supersonic aircraft ejected, tearing the air with a bang.
Bang!
As soon as poor Namor broke through the water, he was hit in the face by a powerful and heavy downward swing fist.
Ever since he awakened his innate ability and the Atlantis bloodline characteristics emerged in his body, he had never felt like this again.
pain! pain! numbness!
It was like countless barrels of explosives suddenly exploded, a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth, throwing out a beautiful arc.
And Namor himself was like a cannonball, hitting several astonishing floats on the sea surface and setting off huge waves.
"you… "
The furious Namor forgot about the pain and was about to say a few harsh words when the tall figure approached again.
The air surges!
Luke arrived in an instant wearing a suit that looked like steel armor.
I saw his hands clasped together, clenched into fists, like heavy hammers.
Hit it head-on and face-to-face, brazenly!
The thick air waves screamed, as if they were about to pierce the eardrums!
On the chaotic sea surface, water columns of more than ten meters were raised.
The stunned Namor dragged out a straight line, sank into the water, and disappeared.
"Phew! I feel much better."
Luke, who was hanging in the air, rubbed his fists with a smile on his lips.
He doesn't have the habit of starting a fight after saying hello.
No matter who the enemy is, beat him first and then talk!
On the deck of the aircraft carrier, Captain Bullock's eyelids twitched.
Even though he is known for his stability, he couldn't help but show a horrified expression like "Is this still a human being?"
Superman's reputation is widespread, and everyone has heard of many of his deeds.
For example, a person fights hundreds of Aryan demons alone in Paris, flies to Berlin, ends the war... and so on.
But-
Hearing it from others and seeing it with your own eyes are two completely different things!
At least Captain Bullock was still deeply shocked when he saw Luke ejecting like a supersonic aircraft and punching Namor into the sea.
"I finally understand why General Nimitz gave face to an Army major general."
The captain smiled bitterly.
If the Navy Department is a huge aircraft carrier, then the Army Department with Luke's presence is a Gundam.
Bullock had no doubt that he could dismantle an aircraft carrier with his bare hands.
"Is that Superman? He's just like Joestar flying a fighter jet!"
"Oh my God! Super Soldier! Do you think Captain America is that strong?"
"Probably! I often read his cartoons! He beat Hitler hard many times!"
“…”
The sailors and pilots enthusiastically discussed the combat capabilities of Superman and Captain America while watching the battlefield from a distance.
They are all veterans who have experienced World War II and have seen big scenes.
But this is the first time I have seen such an exciting scene of superhuman fighting.
"Namor—that's that bastard's name, right? I think he's dead."
"Who can withstand such a punch! That punch of Major General Cavell could even penetrate an aircraft carrier!"
"I bet five dollars and a week to clean the deck, that guy is definitely not dead! He hasn't even taken out his electric-discharging trident yet!"
“…”
A group of people eating melons were chatting, but they found that the sky suddenly darkened.
Large dark clouds covered the clear sky, and the calm sea seemed to be angry, rolling up turbulent waves.
boom!
A figure breaks through the sea!
Namor is back.
"You damn land man! I'll kill you!"
Namor, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was holding the Pniton Trident, and strands of blue electricity like a small snake were lingering on his right arm.
The muscles on the strong arms were knotted, showing terrifying strength.
At this moment, he seemed to be the master of the sea.
Angry emotions affect weather changes.
Dark clouds piled up, lightning flashed and thunder made the day look like night.
The aircraft carrier, which had a deep draft, was pushed hard by the huge waves one after another and began to shake.
"Can you change some fresh lines?"
Luke curled his lips and looked down upon Namor for his lack of words.
He stared at several huge tornadoes that suddenly rose, and the terrifying suction pulled the water flow.
A doomsday scene like the collapse of heaven and earth appears before everyone's eyes.
As the king of Atlantis, Namor does have the power to flood New York.
"This guy has home-field advantage."
Luke thought seriously. As an Atlantean, Namor has completely different combat capabilities on the sea and on land.
After setting foot on land, he must come into contact with water from time to time to survive.
If not, physical fitness and abilities will gradually decline and degenerate into ordinary people.
Once dehydration lasts for more than seven days, death may occur.
But the troublesome thing is that Namor can't stay in Atlantis forever.
Because he is a hybrid with normal human and Atlantean genes.
Double physical characteristics, double happiness.
Therefore, staying too long in water or on land may cause Namor to suffer from an imbalance in oxygen supply and demand, leading to manic moods and extreme violence.
This is why he often looks for trouble, fights and enemies with superheroes, and is called the "little prince of quarrels".
To sum up, this guy is not very smart and can easily get addicted - especially when he is short of water.
"You're that Superman, aren't you? Well, the Landlanders see you as a war hero, a super soldier - they'll soon learn they're wrong."
Namor grasped Neptune's Trident tightly and mobilized the power within it.
Dazzling electric light burst out, blasting out a straight passage.
The condensed crystal water droplets were instantly evaporated, leaving only a faint burnt smell.
"Since ancient times, we have been facing waves... If you stand on the left, that's fine."
Luke's eyes froze and heated up slightly.
The stellar energy surging within the body turned into red light.
boom!
The electric light and heat vision collided suddenly, bursting out a powerful air wave.
Namor's tall body standing firmly in the air suddenly shook a few times and he couldn't help but step back.
Veins burst out on his forehead. He gripped the Neptune Trident tightly and pushed forward.
The dazzling electric light grew in size, changing from a ferocious python to a roaring dragon.
"No matter how hard you try, you can't win by standing on the left against the wave."
Luke teased, but his heat gaze did not relax.
His physique is stronger than Namor, and the opponent can lift hundreds of tons of weight at most. Even if there is an advantage in playing at home, it is limited.
Bang!
With a heavy step of his feet, the air exploded!
Instead of retreating, Luke rushed forward.
The high-temperature energy that evaporated flesh and blood penetrated forward like a sharp sword, directly knocking Namor away with the trident in his hand.
Silvery electric light, like winding cracks, hit the dark sky.
Namor was thrown into the sea again, with unwillingness written on his face.
With his defeat, the raging storm and the accumulated heavy rain seemed to have stagnated.
Luke tore apart the huge tornado and waved his right arm, condensing thousands of tons of power into one point and forcibly breaking up the majestic high-speed rotating water.
Namor's body seemed to be falling apart as he broke through the sea.
Even the Neptune Trident, the exclusive weapon of the King of Atlantis, was somewhat difficult to hold.
"This guy is so strong!"
The arrogant Namor finally came to his senses. He held the trident in both hands, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes that refused to admit defeat.
He was the King of Atlantis, and this battle was sure to be watched by all.
Must not lose! (End of chapter)