"I survived."

Caliban scraped through the thick sand covering his body and poked his head out.

After confirming that those two terrifying beings were getting farther and farther away from here, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt sincerely happy that he had successfully escaped.

No one thought that a tomb robbery would lead to such serious consequences.

That earth-shattering battle scene is still imprinted in Caliban's mind, and it is completely beyond the imagination of mortals.

"Who's the other one?"

Caliban shook the sand off his body and wondered.

He can perceive his fellow citizens and identify them.

The tall man in metal armor and gray skin was most likely the Apocalypse.

The legendary god of mutants!

A more powerful presence than an omega!

Except for the apocalypse, Caliban can't think of any other mutant who can have such a powerful aura.

He looked at the center of the battlefield, and the sand and gravel had turned into glassy crystalline particles.

It is as if it has been melted by high temperatures, reflecting bright light.

The aftermath of the battle between these two supreme beings beyond human imagination almost turned the desert upside down for miles.

The terrain changed dramatically, and the building collapsed, as if it had suffered a natural disaster.

"Apocalypse...... It turns out that it really exists. ”

Caliban tightened his robes, and if the news spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.

Mutant groups active in Europe and the Americas are likely to migrate to the Middle East on a large scale to meet the fabled deity.

"If I Could Find the Apocalypse ......"

The Caliban recognized the value of this information.

He is a mutant, if he succeeds in gaining the appreciation of the Apocalypse.

Maybe you don't have to be called around by Middle Eastern warlords, and you don't have to continue to be an unknown black marketeer.

A brighter future, a broader future, awaits him.

"You're looking for me?"

Just as Caliban's eyes rolled and he was thinking about hugging his thighs, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

A tall figure in metal armor stepped out of the spatial passage and looked down at this alpha-class mutant.

Caliban's legs went limp, and he shivered.

In the presence of the apocalypse, he was like a weak lamb.

"Great ...... Lord, Great En-Sabah Noor, Great Apocalypse, I want to be Your servant. ”

As a black marketeer, Caliban has a good eye.

In the face of the majestic momentum emanating from the apocalypse, he did not brace it and knelt down directly.

A pious face, like a fanatical believer.

Apocalypse, who had just woken up not long ago, had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

He eats this set and likes to enjoy the worship of the world.

"Good. Arise, my child. ”

Apocalypse raised his hand slightly, and used his telekinesis to hold Caliban up.

"Your name is Caliban? Driven by warlords? In search of the pharaoh's tomb? ”

With just one glance, Apocalypse read the thought needed from Caliban's mind.

It's not for nothing that he's called the "God of Mutants".

Most of the innate abilities that are strong enough, Apocalypse has mastered.

In a way, he is somewhat similar to Superman, both of them are hexagonal warriors with no obvious shortcomings.

"Your abilities are very useful to me."

"However, it is far from strong enough."

"Why hold back your talents, kid? Show it to your heart's content! ”

"No more resistance, no more resistance, open your body and mind, and welcome a new self!"

Apocalypse, like the leader of an offline pyramid scheme, uses an impassioned tone and mental control to awaken the pent-up resentment in Caliban's heart.

He rolled his eyes and placed his right hand on the other's head.

The forces acting on the microscopic level quickly modified the mutant genes in Caliban's body.

This is like a black marketeer with albinism and extremely afraid of the sun.

In a few breaths, the defects rooted in the genes are freed, and the ability is taken to the next level.

"I, I'm strengthened?"

Caliban was breathing like a drowning man.

He lifted his hood, and the ultraviolet rays shone on his body, no longer producing a burning sensation.

Spiritual power is like a radar network, radiating out on a large scale.

The red dots of light belonging to mutants were reflected in my mind one by one.

The entire capital of Cairo is within the perception range of the Caliban.

This is something that was absolutely impossible to do before!

"Find more of my compatriots for me, and tell my people—"

Apocalypse paused, then said, "Their gods, they're back!" ”

……

……

Apocalypse's side is busy developing believers and looking for his four horsemen.

On his way back, Luke sees an archaeological team attacked by militants.

As the battlefield moved, he and Apocalypse had already fought from Egypt to northern Iraq.

After the latter proposed a strike, Superman had no intention of continuing the pursuit.

Deal with Mr. Omen and Kang the Conqueror, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is still waiting for him to return to put things in order.

Just as Apocalypse didn't want to waste his strength in battle, Luke didn't bother to compete with an old antique.

Flying in mid-air, he saw a team riding a camel and dressed in a clearly different way from the locals, bumping into a patrol of terrorists in the desert.

A fierce shootout ensued between the two sides, with bullets firing and a cloud of sand and dust.

"You can meet acquaintances here......"

Luke couldn't help but pause, looking down at the team.

I saw that his eyes were slightly condensed, and wisps of free energy shot out like a chain of lightning.

Cracking sound!

In less than two seconds, the militants were all reduced to a mass of charcoal and fell.

"Lucian, long time no see."

Luke said slowly, stepping on the ground, and greeting.

In the desert of northern Iraq, he actually met the wolf king Lucian, maybe this is a special fate.

"General Cavill!"

Lucian was also surprised.

After Superman's disappearance, he remained in contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Serena, who traveled to the North American continent, has established herself in New York, Boston, Detroit and other places, and has run it into a solid base camp.

Lucien is in charge of the European continent, so as to provide strong support for the establishment of the future Magic Congress.

"I only contacted Mr. Howard Stark an hour ago to hear of your return. It was rude on my part not to be able to meet and welcome me in the first place, and I would like to forgive me. ”

Lucian's attitude was quite humble.

Even if he is already the wolf king of Europe, he still has to turn back into a husky when he sees his master.

Superman's speech in front of the Essex Building, as well as the amazing act of killing Mr. Omen.

It was broadcast by television and then spread all over the world.

It is estimated that the Soviet woolly bear has already fried the pan.

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries who had finally slept for a while began to panic again.

"When did werewolves start taking over the security business?"

Luke asked directly, ignoring the surprised or curious looks of the others.

He was intrigued because in addition to Lucien, there were four young werewolves in this team, who seemed to act as bodyguards.

Their employers, however, are all human beings.

It's weird.

"General, I'm smiling."

Lucien was a little embarrassed, the dignified European wolf king was a bodyguard, and he didn't have face to say it.

"They're from...... Hakumi Department. A large organization with considerable strength in Europe and around the world. ”

If werewolves want to grow, they must find political forces to build good relationships.

The vast majority of the high-level members of the Hiromi Department are high-ranking officials from various countries on the European continent.

Otherwise, Lucian would not have surrendered himself to act as a bodyguard.

If he wants to expand the werewolf family, he needs to gain the support of the upper echelons.

The Hiromi Department is naturally the object of friendship.

"Hakumi?"

Luke glanced at it, as if he understood something, and asked, "Are you looking for the tomb of the Egyptian princess Ammarnet?" ”

He didn't expect that a dark monster universe that should have failed seemed to be about to surface.