"Great, sir?"

The war knight Rasputin looked at the apocalypse emerging from the ruins behind him in amazement, and he slowly paced out calmly, his armor as smooth as new, but it seemed that there was something different about it.

With a wave of his hand at the Apocalypse, Rasputin bowed down and took two steps back, withdrawing the twisted vortex around him.

Rumble!

The sudden burst of shield shattered the female knight's chest, and she slammed into the stone wall, vomiting out mouthfuls of blood, staring at her master "Apocalypse" in shock.

"Whew... It's really not easy to become this big green-skinned man!"

Dust fell on Rasputin's armor and cheeks, and some of his heroic countenances were a mess of dirt and blood coagulated and graffitied.

Her gray pupils reflected the strange changes in the shape of the "Apocalypse", with scaly protrusions emerging, her body rapidly shrinking and becoming shorter, and her deep voice also transformed into a thin female voice.

"You... Ahem, ahem..."

Boom!

The "devil" with blood-red skin and a sharp long tail teleported, and walked up to the red-haired woman who had turned into an indigo complexion and wore a strange metal ring, hugged her and kissed her gently.

"Why don't you fool that big-headed boy?"

Raven rolled his eyes and glanced at her husband, and looked at Steve, who was walking with a shield, and said helplessly:

"Apocalypse is too big, and he's heavily armoured, so I've tried my best to make the biggest shape changes, but it's still a little smaller... As for Stryker's son, this kind of master with psychic abilities will not be fooled by the physical image."

"Ahem..."

Rasputin coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, and knew in his heart why he faintly felt that something was not quite right when he saw the "Apocalypse" just now, and the original body size was reduced by a circle.

The red devil in front of him, who was dressed in a black combat uniform but with a somewhat strange style like a suit, slowly walked close to him.

Asazzo crouched slightly, with a sharp red-black tail tip like a short knife, swaying in front of the woman, and the thin blood-red face cracked the corners of his mouth, revealing a sharp mouth with clusters of fangs.

"The people of the Wolf Tower... You've got the most folds in your hand, right? Those broken corpses on the tundra are all your handiwork... Hum! Dead ————"

"Don't! Don't hurt my mother!"

A young voice with a thick Russian accent came, and Pyotr Rasputin, who was very strong, ran over with a crying voice, and stretched out his arms in front of his mother.

"Please... Mr. Devil, don't hurt my mom... There's a baby in her belly..."

Steve and Revane glanced at each other, and although the boy's English was poor and his accent was heavy, they still roughly understood what he meant.

"She still has a child, what does it matter to me, boy... Aren't you afraid of death?"

The tip of the Red Devil's tail was aimed at the little boy's eyebrows, and Rasputin struggled to get up, but his sternum was broken, and even his own blood-choked throat was a little breathless.

"You... If you want to kill my mother, kill me first!"

"Hehe..."

Asazzo's expression was a little playful, and Steve and Revane behind him were silent, he cracked the corners of his mouth and snorted twice, as if inadvertently, he stabbed the tip of his blade-like tail towards the little boy.

Swish!

Only a few centimeters from Peter Rasputin's skin, the Red Devil's tail suddenly stopped, but his round eyes and surprised expression were as if he had seen a ghost.

The little boy's closed eyelids slowly opened, and he felt something different in his body, and at that moment he almost felt like he was going to die, but from the depths of his flesh there was a stiff and cold feeling like steel.

blinked, but heard the rough sound of two pieces of iron rubbing together, and the world in his eyes had a little more indescribable color change.

"Peter..."

Rasputin softly called out his son's name, and little Peter sprouted a little silver paint from the center of the Red Devil's tail brow, quickly staining his flesh and blood

In the blink of an eye, his body turned into a silver-gray "Iron Man".

Not only the skin, but also the mouth and mouth are extremely delicate and steely.

"Yo-he! This kid—"

Asazzo shook his head, looked at his wife, Raven and Steve, and shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

In the end, it was Rogers who spoke up as the captain and said, "Control it first, her injuries may not survive if they are not treated in time."

Steve pulled out a pair of silver-gray chain-like shackles from his back and threw them at the War Knight, the chains automatically wrapped around like an octopus, and at the same time suppressed the energy fluctuations in Rasputin's body.

"Bucky leave him alone, that King of Cards is tricky, get rid of Stryker and we'll deal with the Apocalypse together."

Steve looked up at Jason Stryker, the knight of the Famine, on a high pedestal, his face closed, his huge bulging skull no longer showing what the young man once looked like.

Jason seemed to be able to sense the outside world, his thin knuckles clenched on the stone pedestal a little pale, and the mutants controlled by the illusion outside his face distorted and frantically climbed the stone wall, trying to climb into the central pyramid that had been completely sealed.

"The boulder at the entrance can hold back for a while, but we have to be fast, who knows that these tens of thousands of mutants will ————"

Bang bang!

A dark-skinned woman wearing a white backless skirt with two pairs of dragonfly-like wings behind her flew into the palace with a rapid tremor and flapping, spitting out sparks like lava from her mouth and shooting them at Steve and the others.

"Isn't this?"

"'Angel,... Angel Salvador, I heard that she opened a restaurant in New Mexico, and the apocalypse is simply a humanoid brainwave machine, does Jason Stryker's vision really cover the whole world?"

Raven and Asazzo said helplessly, and the Red Devil exploded into a cloud of black and red smoke, dodged behind the "angel" fluttering in the air, hammered her over with the hilt of his knife, and carried her back to the ground to set aside.

"Fast, I'm afraid Eric might be in trouble, you didn't notice... The battle that shook the ground outside just now has become quieter."

……

Poof, poof...

The blazing dark blue energy flames, the texture was as thick as a gelatinous liquid, and hundreds of palm-sized Erdman alloy shuttle darts pierced into the energy shield of the Apocalypse, approaching the armor on his body inch by inch.

Especially near the skull, more than a dozen shuttle darts were aimed at the blue-gray head of the Apocalypse, wrestling with the energy field on his body.

But the electromagnetic force field in front of Eric Lanshell himself was also "torn apart" inch by inch between Apocalypse's two hands.

"Electromagnetic acceleration... After I woke up, I was connected to the wired network of this world, and in a moment I knew about the development of the so-called civilization that had been going on for thousands of years during my sleep.

"Ho... Ahh

He looked at Eric's flushed cheeks, and continued with a chuckle as he tried to break through his defenses while trying to keep his electromagnetic position from being destroyed:

「… Electromagnetic railgun? Hmph, this kind of attack needs to be charged and accelerated to break through my energy protection and hurt me, now this distance..."

With the blessing of super physical strength and energy, the Apocalypse completely broke through the annular snare-like electromagnetic force field, and wisps of black smoke and dust drifted in, almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Stupid child... You must know that the true king must not have any weaknesses!"

Apocalypse's blue-gray face raised his eyebrows, and he watched Eric Lanshel's eyes after inhaling the fine black dust, and his face was immediately covered with blue-black blood vessel meridians, which were dense and terrifying.

"Ahh I remembered..."

Apocalypse carried the armor of "Magneto" and said to himself as if recalling the past:

"Ho... This little bit of ability is the first talent I have acquired among the bandits of the desert, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the ability to cover the sky with one hand and thousands of miles in an instant, but for a child like you whose flesh has never been extraordinary..."

………

Rumble... Bang!

Blessed with a blood-red aura, Edelman's shield burst open the sound barrier, bombarding the energy shield that Jason Stryker was protecting, and the round omentum-like energy net was deeply dented and deformed, but it still bounced off the shield.

Asazzo teleported around and slashed wildly, but without Steve's strength and energy, his attacks were even weaker.

Swish...

Steve took back the shield and looked at the platform pillars more than ten meters high, his eyebrows flickered, and he waved his shield again and again, breaking the foundation of the stone pillar.

"Hey... I didn't think of it!"

The Red Devil teleported to Steve's side, looked at the rumbling and collapsed quadrangular stone pillars, and handed over the short knife in his right hand.

The fallen "Don't Starve" knight was forced to break off the hallucinatory control, and he struggled to prop up his thin body, supporting his huge head with both hands.

Although the energy shield was still by his side, the man with a shield in one hand and a knife in the other was surrounded by a fierce red light, and even his eyes were faintly red.

Whoa!

The flesh and blood of the arm were imprinted with black and red lines, and the knife held by Steve in his right hand was instantly stained with red glow, which was the blessing of the flesh and blood secret technique taught by the teacher James, "Blazing Mang".

"Jason Stryker, when you were imprisoned in the 'Wolf Tower,' Ben still had a chance to return to normal life, because you were a student and didn't have a clear understanding of your own powers..."

Steve leaned up with his dagger in his hand, the "blazing light" buzzed and trembled, the smoke and dust gradually fell, and little Stryker's dark and thin face was blue and black, and his eyes were full of resentment.

「… But you, the self-proclaimed apocalyptic mutant, are complicit in manipulating tens of thousands of innocent people to fill your sinful ambitions with your own flesh and blood... You will not have the opportunity to be forgiven again, and I sentence you as the Grand Executive of Order————

Bang bang bang ...

The accelerated pace suddenly burst the sound barrier, and Steve rushed forward with all his strength, slashed open the energy shield left by the apocalypse, and shouted solemnly:

"———— death penalty!"

Airplanes!

A glimmer of knife escaped from his swollen forehead split through the pure black helmet, and a red thread stained Jason's cheek, and his right hand trembled and touched it lightly, but his head was not cut open.

The short knife trembled and stopped more than ten centimeters in front of him, and the blood-red energy and another faint blue light crackled against each other.

Steve clenched his teeth, looked at the blue-gray figure standing in the air with one hand supporting him, and Eric Lanshel, who could still feel the breath in the other, and slowly flew to the half-destroyed towering throne in the center of the main hall, and said angrily:

"Another mortal who steals power... I will slay people like you, and the so-called "way,"

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