Chapter 175 - 172 Knowing The Plot Is The Ultimate Weapon.
"Major General, what are you going to do?"
The Ancient One picked her eyebrows and asked curiously. ??
She sorts of understood Luke's character.
This unusually young Major General wasn't the least bit merciful to his enemies.
At least in the battles, he had experienced, very few opponents survived.
Therefore, according to the Ancient One's guess.
There was a high probability that the combination of brainless and cheerless would be hammered to death by Superman with one punch, and future trouble wouldn't appear.
"No matter what happens, Sebastian Shaw must die. "
Luke shook his glass and found that the half-drunk red wine rose slowly and quickly returned to its original height.
Unlimited refill?
Sorcerer Supremes liked to play this trick?
Perhaps Thor, the god from Asgard, would like Doctor Strange's never-ending cup of beer.
But Luke wasn't interested.
This was just a simple time cycle.
Drinking red wine empty, then back to the previous timeline. It looked like automatic refilling.
Even if Luke kept drinking it, he wouldn't feel like he had to go to the bathroom.
Because the red wine he drank had returned to the cup with the time-lapse.
So, he didn't drink anything!
When you think about it, it's a little disgusting.
"Namor? Are you going to let him go?"
Feeling Luke's sharp eyes seeing through everything, the Ancient One was a little embarrassed and quietly withdrew the time technique that she wanted to tease her opponent with.
"If Sebastian Shaw is a buzzing fly, he will be annoying. "
Luke shook his head.
He's not the Avengers.
Every time they saw Namor doing something, they would put it back, after, at most, one hit.
After a while, the other party would make a scene again, and then the Avengers would hit him again.
This repeating cycle would make people wonder whether Namor fell in love with the feeling of being beaten and deliberately made trouble.
"That, Namor is a spoiled child! He may not take the initiative to do anything bad, and sometimes he can stand on the side of justice and become a positive hero-like character. If you calm down and think, you will find that he is still a victim in this storm, manipulated like a puppet and turned into a terrible King. "
Luke put down his glass and continued, "But I hate spoiled children. "
"Moreover, everyone who makes mistakes in the world could find reasons to defend themselves. I don't have to forgive everyone… Don't you think so, Master Ancient One?"
The Ancient One caught a glimpse of the cold light flashing in Luke's eyes, shook her head, and sighed, " Major General, at this moment, you resemble the villain in movies. "
"As Sorcerer Supreme, it seems I should draw a line in the sand with you. "
Luke ignored the Ancient One's joke.
He believed that the Temple of the Three and Kamar Taj would not have any good feelings toward Namor.
How could an orderly organization guarantee peace on earth and prevent dimensional invasion like a chūnibyō who likes to go around causing trouble?
This was like an otaku who collects figures. They couldn't accept a spoiled child who only knows how to demolish homes and destroy toys.
If Luke was dealing with Captain America or the Avengers, the Sorcerer Supreme might have stepped in to stop it.
After all, these were the key figures in the future timeline.
Once they die completely, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.
If it were Namor, then it would be alright.
There was no sense of existence for this little character; the impact was very limited.
Namor is neither a villain nor a powerhouse from the Avengers, and his own side and position were very vague.
Atlantis' attitude towards this King was even more subtle.
No other organization can be relied upon except for the Illuminati, which creates emergencies and causes big events.
'I have to say, as one of the first superheroes in the history of Marvel and the first appearance of a mutant. However, once the big three came, Namor was indeed a bit pathetic.'
Compared with the studio next door, the only ability that people often trolled was 'being able to talk to fish' from the Sub-Mariner.
The treatment between the two sides could be described as heaven and earth.
The latter was still one of the seven giants of Justice League, with a beautiful wife and goddess mother.
"But before we can fix it, we have to get rid of the Continental Shelf Oscillator. "
The Ancient One had no problem with Luke punching Namor and Sebastian Shaw to death.
The Sorcerer Supreme wasn't a saint that couldn't see people kill and shed blood.
In fact, in her long life, destruction and death were the most common things.
"Give it to Kamar Taj for safekeeping?"
Luke asked a tentative question.
He wanted to put the Continental Shelf Oscillator in S.H.I.E.L.D as a strategic weapon against Asgard and other alien civilizations in the future.
Those people have the Rainbow Bridge and the Casket of Ancient Winters, so the earth can't lose!
"That isn't a magical item, and -- it's too big to fit in Kamar Taj. "
The Ancient One shook her head and refused. She wasn't interested in the Continental Shelf Oscillator.
Because the Sorcerer Supreme herself was the ultimate walking weapon!
"It looks like Namor will be here soon. "
The Ancient One flicked her finger, and a round window suddenly appeared in the spacious room.
The blurred picture gradually became clear.
Then, the image is projected into the living room.
"Master Ancient One … you carry the Window of the Worlds with you?"
Luke was even more convinced that the bald master sitting across from him tended to peep.
"Ahem, never mind the details, Major General! You should focus on Namor and Sebastian Shaw."
The Ancient One turned red and changed the subject.
How could the Sorcerer Supreme, the sole leader of Kamar Taj, use a magic artifact to peek into other people's lives?!
She only used the 'Window of the Worlds' to freely watch movies and plays and for absolutely no other purpose!
Luke withdrew his skeptical eyes and looked at the projected real-time image.
It was the deep dark sea!
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"Your Majesty, are you sure you didn't disclose it to others?"
A shuttle-shaped flying boat pushes away the current and moves steadily in the given direction.
In the cockpit, there were only two people, Namor and Sebastian Shaw.
The latter was a little upset, not excited about reaching the goal, but felt a twinge of panic.
Outside was the deep, dark, cold ocean floor, and occasionally a huge beast from the deep swam by abruptly, causing frightening turbulence.
It's like a road to the nether world!
Sebastian thought so for no apparent reason.
"Mr. Shaw, don't worry. "
Namor nodded as he piloted the boat, "My people are a bunch of short-sighted, stuck-in-their-ways people. They won't understand my intentions and painstaking efforts. "
"So, I didn't tell anyone. It will only lead to opposition and impeachment!"
Hearing Namor say this, Sebastian gradually put down his worry and abandoned any unnecessary thoughts.
He looked at the course on the navigator and asked, "The target is approaching Ireland Island … Your Majesty, what exactly is the planetary class weapon that Atlantis possesses?"
Namor pondered for a moment as if he was seriously remembering.
After a long time, he said with a little nostalgia, "I only received a brief royal education before being taken by my mother to live in the slums. "
"I heard my Mother mention the name 'Continental Shelf Oscillator' once inadvertently. Later, when I inherited the throne, I further confirmed its existence through ancient history books. "
"Strictly speaking, this ultimate weapon, which successive Kings regarded as taboo and not to be spoken of, was not owned by Atlantis. "
"It comes from the ancient gods! They are the ones who caused the great shifts in the Earth's plates that destroyed us and Lemurian civilization in one fell swoop. "
"In the eyes of many Atlanteans, it was a terrible nightmare that couldn't be forgotten! Therefore, the nobles were unwilling to communicate with the land world and even reluctant to develop science and technology. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and they are still staying as they are. "
"They fear that when Atlantis emerges and reaches the surface, the ancient gods will come back and destroy everything we have!"
Sebastian laughed when he heard this.
In this regard, he agreed with Namor.
Everyone thought that civilization should keep the possibility of upward development instead of blindly closing the country and following tradition.
That would only sacrifice the vigor and vitality of a civilization and a country.
"All I know is that the Continental Oscillator is huge -- not a weapon, but a device of some kind, to transform the planet. "
Namor recovered his complex emotions and reassured himself, "Perhaps it is not a Pandora's Box that brings destruction, but a spark for a civilization that could restart the world and nurture a new future!"
Sebastian didn't expose Namor's clumsy self-deceiving lies, and he had similar thoughts.
Use that planetary weapon to destroy an old world dominated by human beings and create new earth dominated by mutants.
Forty minutes later, the shuttle dived down to the dark seafloor and finally reached its destination.
"Here it is. "
A trace of eagerness rose in Namor's eyes, and he muttered, "That is … the ultimate weapon left behind by the ancient gods!"
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