In the spiritual world of Caliban, the power of the apocalypse is like a storm of destruction.

tyrannical and changeable, chaotic and powerful.

It is full of ruthlessness and coldness, which is intimidating.

The other person is like a stellar celestial body, shining brightly.

Its energy structure is stable and orderly, extending outward from the core, deep and extensive.

All in all, they are all powerful and individual beings beyond imagination.

"This ...... How did two pop up all of a sudden? ”

Caliban, like an ostrich, cowered in a corner of the shadows.

He wanted to dig a pit and bury himself so that he could avoid being swept away by the collision of two terrible forces.

For a mutant with excellent perception and outstanding spirit, those two made themselves unbearable just in terms of momentum.

Not to mention, the actual fight will have a drastic impact.

"This is the ...... of the gods"

The bearded man opened his mouth wide and said in shock.

The grand debut of the apocalypse stands in the air, with open hands.

Beneath his feet is a majestic pyramid rising from the ground, and the blazing sun shines from behind him, as if gilding the metal armor with a layer of gold.

Such a scene reminds the bearded man of ancient Egyptian mythology, as well as the legendary curse of the pharaohs, the mysterious power of the pyramids, and so on.

The warlord subconsciously believed that his recklessness in blowing up the entrance had angered the sleeping pharaoh.

Resurrected the rulers of ancient Egypt from the realm of death.

"Faisal! Bring me the bazooka [txt]! ”

Normally, mortals who witness this miracle will fall to the ground and beg the gods for forgiveness.

Unfortunately, Bearded is a staunch idealist.

In the face of such a vision, the idea that came to his mind was to find a way to give the other party a shot!

Even if it was the resurrection of the pharaoh, a mummy that had long since decayed, it was not worth fearing!

Over the years, there have been many open coffins in the mausoleums dug by beards.

"Yes! Top dog! ”

Several private militants carried the 60mm M1 rocket launcher with quick hands and feet.

As a full-fledged grave robber, it's also normal to carry a bazooka with you.

Woohoo!

Fight against the mysterious forces of Ancient Egypt with thermal weapons!

Defeat superstition with science!

This gang of warlords is armed with such thoughts.

Without hesitation, launch directly.

Several rockets trailed long tails of flame and blasted into the apocalypse standing in mid-air.

"Tiny human beings, backward weapons."

Apocalypse rolls his eyes - this is one of the outward manifestations of his ability to activate.

The whistling rockets immediately seemed to sink into sticky glue, slowly stopping in mid-air and turning around.

Boom! Boom Boom!

The flames of the explosion turned into a boiling heat wave.

The rockets did not hit the beard, blasting it to shredded flesh, but were suddenly detonated.

"The great En-Sabah Noor, the former Pharaoh, why should he be angry with mortals."

A tall figure broke through the tumbling sea of fire and appeared in front of everyone.

Luke is thinking about what to do with Apocalypse, the strongest of the mutants, and the undoubted formidable opponent.

In addition to having the power of a phoenix, Jean-Grey is an omega-level mutant herself.

I'm afraid that Magneto and Professor Charles may not be able to resist it if they join forces.

A strong person like Apocalypse is generally not willing to communicate amicably and listen to people's reasoning.

He has his own way of doing things, as well as a world concept that ordinary people cannot shake.

Because he was abandoned in the desert as a child, and then discovered and adopted by nearby nomads, Apocalypse is a true believer in the natural law of "survival of the fittest", and is an out-and-out extreme racist.

Roughly, it's no different from the Mustache Führer, Sebastian Shaw, and Magneto.

Promote mutant supremacy, keen to use cruel environment, tragic war to screen the strong and weak.

So, on the level of ideas.

Luke is destined to be at odds with Apocalypse and unable to reach a consensus.

This may be the main reason why Kang the Conqueror, desperately trying to awaken the apocalypse and create a strong enemy for Superman.

The innate position is relative, and there is no other means than fighting and destroying.

"How can a strong man like you care about a lowly ant?"

Apocalypse looked at the uninvited guest who had broken into the pyramid and disturbed his slumber.

"I used to be one of them."

Luke shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

"But you're not anymore."

The apocalypse is full of words.

"Ants have evolved wings and will no longer be in the company of their prostrate companions on the ground."

His evaluation of this stranger was lowered by a notch.

Guy who retains superfluous feelings and can't recognize his own existence.

It can only be regarded as an opponent, not a strong enemy.

"Ants grow wings, but they are still ants."

Luke pursed his lips and said sarcastically: "If you are blindly arrogant and inflated because you are stronger, this is the real ridiculousness, and you can't see yourself clearly." ”

Receiving the output of Superman's mouth cannon, Apocalypse's gray face appeared with a touch of anger.

As a venerable pharaoh, a revered god, no one has ever dared to disobey him.

But today, Luke has touched the bottom line again and again.

"Maybe you're the most powerful of the human race."

Apocalypse's patience runs out, and with a single step, the void shakes.

"But when it comes to gifted mutants, that's a long way off."

The former pharaoh had a mysterious confidence in his racial superiority.

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say that he had not only beaten mutants, but also slept with them.

No difference was found in the physiology or elsewhere.

"Sure enough, I can't communicate properly with a racist."

Luke's eyes condensed slightly, and the energy light radiating from his body gradually occupied half of the space, fighting against the apocalypse.

"Oh, survival of the fittest, this is the law of nature, and it is also the true meaning of the road to evolution."

Apocalypse is full of confidence and looks down on the earth.

When he saw Caliban, who was trembling, a strange color rose in his eyes.

"When I was a child, I was abandoned in the scorching desert."

"Later, I was forced to become a slave and hovered on the brink of life and death every day."

"No one thinks I'll survive and grow up."

"But, I did it! And be the most powerful one! ”

"I became a god! Great Juggernaut! ”

Apocalypse clenched his fists and his voice was cold.

That magnificent pyramid, under his terrifying power, was reduced to dust in an instant.

Then, those tiny clouds of dust quickly transformed into fist-sized thunder and lightning, blasting towards the person opposite.

Tens of millions of ball lightning, like energy cannonballs dropped by bomber swarms, covered every inch of Luke's space.

If the apocalypse doesn't make a move, it will be earth-shattering.

"The world you want to create is hopeless and meaningless."

Luke's eyes condensed with crimson light, and the high-temperature energy formed a dense web of wisps, which suddenly opened.

"The powerful dominate everything, and the weak cannot survive, which is more like a rough choice made by a reckless man with brute force."

When he returned, he found Dr. Zora to complete the long-awaited modification experiment.

Worden's blood gives Superman a more granular, microscopic way of manipulating energy.

Boom! Boom Boom!

The terrifying thunder and lightning collided with the furious high-temperature energy, which immediately triggered an extremely violent explosion sound!

Suddenly!

Flying sand and rocks!

Cover the sky!

There was a thunderous roar in the sky, one after another, endlessly.

The blazing heat melts the sand and gravel into crystalline particles.

Then, it fell like a torrential rain.

The Caliban, who hid on the ground, and the bearded man who was a warlord.

Faced with natural disasters and apocalyptic terrible scenes, they could only silently shrink their necks and hug each other.

The bearded man had just seen with his own eyes that one of his subordinates was affected by that violent energy, and instantly turned into powder.

Not to mention the corpse, even the ashes have been raised, and there is nothing left.

"Is that all?"

Luke's voice cut through the wind and sand, and just as he finished speaking, the gray fist slammed into him.

Apocalypse took another step, and the scale of space seemed to be shortened, appearing directly in front of Superman.

The powerful fist, like a cannonball out of the chamber, struck straight at it, bringing a suffocating wind.

Luke's eyes narrowed, and he sensed the terrifying power of the punch.

Then, he raised his eyebrows.

Make a fist with your right hand and blast out in the same position.

Boom Boom –

The atmosphere exploded, and the energy storm that was originally calmed down swept away again!

As soon as the two arms collided, the strength of different properties spread into a strong shock wave.

Waves of air swept up dust and gravel, creating a massive sandstorm.

The two people in the center involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you."

After the fight, Apocalypse changed his attitude and began to treat it seriously.

He believes that the strength of the other party may not be below him.