Logan let out a painful roar as the Adamantium skeleton inside his body began to resonate with Apocalypse's power, becoming even more indestructible.
His eyes were completely covered by a blue glow, ultimately turning into a state of absolute loyalty and cold indifference.
A brand new killing weapon, far more terrifying than ever before, was born.
Apocalypse looked at his new masterpiece with satisfaction, as well as the large army of Mutants behind him whom he had liberated and strengthened, before turning his gaze once again toward distant America.
"Now, it is time to reclaim what rightfully belongs to me."
...
The next afternoon.
Over the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, the sky suddenly darkened.
It wasn't the kind of darkness where dark clouds blocked the sun, but a more eerie, oppressive feeling, as if the entire sky was covered by a giant shroud.
The next moment, the ground began to shake violently.
In the middle of the lawn in front of the school, countless grains of sand and stones gathered out of thin air, defying all laws of physics as they rapidly piled upward, extended, and took shape.
In just a few dozen seconds, a pyramid over a hundred meters tall, massive enough to blot out the sun, rose from the ground and descended upon this peaceful land.
At the top of the pyramid, Apocalypse stood with his hands behind his back, his blue body looking like a god or a demon in the shadows.
Behind him were the five newly transformed Horsemen—Storm, who controlled wind and thunder; Psylocke, wielding psionic blades; Angel, with his metal wings; and the murderous Horseman of War, Wolverine Logan, whose eyes were covered in a blue glow.
The most eye-catching was Magneto Erik, who hovered in their midst.
He wore his iconic telepathy-blocking helmet, a magnetic field surging around him, with nothing but cold hatred left in his eyes.
The sudden destruction of the school naturally alerted Professor X.
Everyone hurriedly rushed out of the ruins, looking up at Apocalypse floating in the sky and his Five Horsemen, falling into a collective silence.
What kind of joke was this? An opponent like this... how on earth were they supposed to fight them!
Looking at Magneto standing respectfully behind Apocalypse, Professor X's voice couldn't help but tremble:
"Calm down, Eric! This isn't you! Revenge won't bring you anything; it will only drag you into a deeper abyss!"
"Into a deeper abyss?" Magneto let out a cold laugh, his laughter filled with self-deprecation and sorrow.
"I was swallowed by the abyss long ago, Charles! When I watched my wife and daughter get shot and killed with arrows by those 'pigs', I was already in it!"
"And him, he gave me the power for revenge! He will lead us to build a World that belongs only to Mutants! No more discrimination, no more persecution!"
"That is not building, it's destruction!" Charles almost roared. "You will destroy everything! Including the peace we once fought for!"
"Peace?" Eric seemed to hear the biggest joke in the World. "Is your so-called peace just having us wag our tails like pets, begging for handouts from humans? Charles, you are too naive!"
There was nothing left to say.
Apocalypse had already lost his patience. He looked down on Professor X from above, as if looking at a prize he was determined to obtain.
"My child, I understand your hesitation. But only by completely purging the dregs of the old World can a new order be established."
"Now, merge with me. Your mind will become the beacon of the new era."
As his voice fell, the Five Horsemen turned into five beams of light, leaping down from the top of the pyramid and charging straight at the school's crowd.
Seeing this, the expressions of everyone from the school changed drastically. The X-Men, consisting of "Beast" Hank, "Mystique" Raven, "Impact" Alex, "Cyclops" Scott, and "Nightcrawler" Kurt, immediately rushed forward to meet them.
A decisive battle concerning the fate of humanity in this World erupted!
But the battle was not as drawn out as those in legendary epics.
It even showed a completely one-sided trend.
Beast's proud brute strength seemed so laughable in front of Wolverine's indestructible Adamantium claws.
In just a single exchange, Beast's chest was slashed with three deep wounds that exposed his bones, and he was then kicked flying, collapsing half a wall.
Scott's Cyclops lasers were extremely powerful, but Angel's metal wings blocked them, absorbing all the laser beams.
With another flap, countless sharp metal feathers shot out like a torrential rain, forcing the Cyclops and Impact brothers to dodge in embarrassment.
Mystique's form was unpredictable, but in front of Psylocke's psionic blade, which could sever mental links, she had no room to display her skills.
Nightcrawler, who was still just a rookie, possessed a bug-like teleportation ability, but in the face of the Storm and lightning created by Storm, he could only flee in panic!
Not to mention, Magneto was still steadily holding the fort from the sky.
He didn't even have to lift a finger himself; simply by controlling all the metal around them, he left the X-Men and the students trying to help completely bound and exhausted.
Despair.
Complete and utter despair, like freezing seawater, drowned the hearts of everyone present.
Professor X watched his beloved students fall one by one and saw the school he had built with his life's work turn to ruins in the flames of war. The light in his eyes visibly dimmed.
Was submission to the opponent really his only option left!
Just as he made up his mind, preparing to sacrifice himself to get Apocalypse and the others to stop, a lazy voice rang out somewhat abruptly from the edge of the battlefield.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I must say, when you Mutants fight, the special effects are indeed much more impressive than the Superheroes on our side."
Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw Peter sitting leisurely on a patch of lawn that was still relatively intact.
A bucket of popcorn had appeared in his hands at some point, and he was currently enjoying the show as both sides fought to the death.
The Five Horsemen looked at this human who was acting as if none of this concerned him, especially after sensing that he didn't have a single trace of Mutant aura, and their expressions turned somewhat unfriendly.
Apocalypse's gaze also instantly locked onto Peter.
But there was no malice on his face; instead, it was filled with solemnity:
"Who... are you?"
"Me?" Peter casually put the popcorn back into his storage ring, then slowly stood up and grinned at Apocalypse.
"Just the guy who's going to take your life~"
"Roar!"
Just as Peter finished speaking, a wild roar echoed from not far away.
The "Horseman of War" Wolverine, this highly popular character who had been completely remodeled into a killing weapon, was the first to charge at Peter, driven by Apocalypse's will.
His speed was so fast that he left only an afterimage, his Adamantium claws cutting a deadly cold light through the air, aiming straight for Peter's throat.
Facing this strike that was powerful enough to tear through tank armor, Peter didn't even bat an eye.
He merely spread his fingers casually, a pitch-black substance emerging on his fingertips.
Clap~
Accompanied by the sound of flesh colliding, Peter's palm firmly caught Wolverine's incoming fist.
And his splayed fingers precisely clamped down on the other's three steel claws, making it impossible for the bewildered Logan to pull his claws out no matter how hard he struggled.
"Good strength, but unfortunately, your brain is completely fried."
Peter commented with a smile, then made a light wrist-twisting motion.
"Creeeeak~!"
Accompanied by this action, an ear-piercing sound of metal twisting suddenly rang out.
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, the Adamantium claws, which were supposedly indestructible and had been further enhanced by Apocalypse, were actually... twisted into a pretzel by Peter with sheer force!
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