This one-sided crushing alternative battle not only shattered the Void Divine Position of the Apocalypse, but also allowed him to comprehend an ancient saying spread in the Eastern Great Power from body to body and mind.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

As if to keep today's lesson firmly in mind, Apocalypse no longer wore steel armor, but maintained a withered and thin old body, only slightly transformed into a simple cloak outside the body, which looked simple and unpretentious, like an old servant standing beside Caesar with his head bowed, waiting for his orders and dispatches.

Even if the followers of the Apocalypse came up to him in the future, they probably wouldn't recognize that the old slave who was half-footed in front of him would be the god of the old world who had almost ruled the earth.

After all, at this time, even the three knights almost didn't recognize the apocalypse.

"Apocalypse, can you get your pyramid down?"

Caesar held the piano and kicked down the hard floor of the altar hall on his toes, and asked the apocalypse beside him.

"Of course, young master." Apocalypse nodded, his thin hands pressed down, and there was a magnificent pyramid the size of a mountain, and with a violent tremor, it began to bloom from the outside to the inside, and it was about to collapse.

"In three minutes, it will completely collapse and disappear from the city forever."

Apocalypse looked at the pyramid that was beginning to crumble, and there was still a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, this was the supreme staircase that he once led to the godhood.

"Then let's get ready to leave. The battle on Washington's side should be almost over. ”

Caesar looked at the western sky with his lyre, and at that moment, a faint "whining" sound came to his ears, and he remembered that there was another person in the altar hall.

"Charles, I almost forgot about you......"

Caesar smiled and walked towards the stone bed with Xiaoqin, and Charles was unable to complain about it, and collapsed like a dog on the stone bed that was already about to crack.

Apocalypse kept up with Caesar's pace, but was quickly stopped by the Storm Girl among the Three Horsemen, "Lord Apocalypse! ”

Apocalypse's steps stopped, turned around slowly, the body that had been bowing slightly straightened, raised his eyes to look at the three archangels in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "I am no longer Lord Apocalypse, I am just an old servant of the young master Caesar, you must remember in the future." ”

"Lord Apocalypse, what should we do in the future?"

Storm Girl's eyes widened, it was the Apocalypse that changed and turned her life upside down, and in her mind, Apocalypse will always be a god high above.

The archangel and the spirit butterfly are silent, they are both homeless people, mutants who have been ostracized by ordinary people.

"I'm no longer Lord Apocalypse, and you're no longer a knight, you can go wherever you want, and you can go whatever way you want from here."

Apocalypse threw down the words, turned away, and walked towards the stone bed where Caesar was.

"Lord Apocalypse."

With tears in her eyes, the Storm Girl wanted to follow, but was stopped by the spirit butterfly. She looked back at Spiritbutterfly, who shook her head at her, motioning for her not to go any further.

"He's no longer the Apocalypse we know, his godhood, wildness, self-esteem, and so on, almost everything has been defeated."

The archangel snorted coldly, and his steel wings vibrated and flew towards the sky outside the pyramid, leaving only a turbulent hurricane in place.

"yes. The way forward should also be chosen by ourselves, and how we should go forward. ”

Spirit Butterfly took Storm Girl's arm and sighed.

"Lord Apocalypse."

The Storm Girl looked at the back of the Apocalypse in a daze, listened to the words of the Spirit Butterfly, and suddenly remembered the orphanage she had supported by stealing.

Like, not homeless.

After Caesar untied Charles, Charles got up from the stone bed, looked at the apocalypse standing on one side in a complicated way, and then looked at Caesar and sighed sincerely: "It's really yours." ”

His telepathy is also powerless in front of the Apocalypse, and he can take such a powerful Apocalypse as a slave, which probably no one will believe.

But this is Superman Caesar, no one knows how strong he is, miracles are in his hands, as if they are simple and ordinary.

Charles looked around and saw that the three horsemen had left, and on the shaking and crumbling pyramid, there were only their group, and he couldn't help asking, "What about Hank and Logan?" ”

"At the White House in Washington, fighting Eric and the sentinels he controls. By now, the battle over there should be almost over. ”

Caesar still knew this, and Jean had already sensed it when he came to New York.

When Charles heard this, he hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and go to Washington!" Magneto and the X-Men squad, he doesn't want to see anything happen to either side. ”

"Apocalypse." Caesar glanced at the apocalypse beside him.

"Understood, young master."

Apocalypse immediately raised his left hand and used his teleportation ability to summon a purple light source of a portal in the Pyramid Altar Hall.

Caesar took the piano hand and stepped in first, followed by Charles, and Apocalypse last.

Not long after everyone left, this pyramid, which appeared in the center of New York City for less than half an hour, was like a miraculous pyramid, and the earthquake landslide continued to collapse until it formed a strange crater with a radius of about 500 meters, like a meteorite hitting the earth's surface.

This battle was also known as the Battle of the Godsfall in later generations. It has even become a rare tourist mecca in New York City in one fell swoop - of course, that's all for another time.

The site of the White House in Washington.

Why do you say the old site?

Because with the former White House site as the center, the area within a radius of 100 meters seems to have been baptized by war and has long been completely indispensable.

The iconic White House building is only a few white bricks. The original green yard grass is now full of potholes. As far as the eye could see, the ground was littered with the remains of sentinels, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.

In the midst of a tragic battle.

When the last Sentinel of the Generation fell, Wolverine Logan, the shapeshifter Raven, Hank the Beast, Pete Quicksilver, Alex, the Red Devil Azazzo, and the Nightcrawler, the bruised seven, stepped forward with determination, and gathered around Magneto Eric, who was standing alone in the ruins, also wearing the same color.

The Sentinel Legion is strong, but after all, it is an imperfect, non-learning and evolutionary generation of Sentinels, and in front of the main members of the future Logan, Alex and Quicksilver, who have strong combat capabilities, they are still defeated and destroyed one by one.

"Erik, it's time to finish." Raven picks up a special pistol and aims it at Magneto.

Magneto's helmet was half shattered, covering his injured left abdomen, looking at the surrounding X-Men members, and said coldly: "When will it end, I will say it." ”

"Uncle, there must be a limit to how strong you are." Quicksilver sighed, he really didn't want to push Magneto to the end due to a certain guess in his mind.

"Boy, you know what. Let's all go together! If you want to divide the victory, only one side will fall completely! ”

Magneto stood proudly, his hands raised, and all the metal objects around him floated in defiance of gravity.

The X-Men members' bodies tensed up, just the next moment when the battle began—

"Stop, just give me face."

A familiar voice made everyone on the field, including Magneto, suddenly stop moving. Following the source of the sound, a purple portal can be seen, just emerging in the area between the two sides.