Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Damn it!

Magneto knew that Peter was just messing with his own mindset when he said that.

But when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and give Storm a resentful look.

That look seemed to say:

There is a traitor among us!

Roar! ! !

The moment he gave that look, the lightning unicorn in the clouds completely lost its patience.

It let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

Immediately afterwards, the massive lightning bolt swooped down from the dark clouds, heading straight for Magneto, who had already lost the ability to think!

The moment that giant claw made of lightning stepped on Magneto,

The heavens and earth changed color.

Magneto's prized magnetic field barrier, the metallic storm surrounding him, and even his helmet that could block telepathy, were as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of this lightning strike, which represented the most violent force in nature.

Boom!!!

The belated roar almost shook the earth.

The children in the academy couldn't help but cover their ears and close their eyes.

Only when the intense light, which couldn't be blocked by eyelids, completely dissipated did everyone dare to cautiously open their eyes a tiny crack.

"OMG~!"

Li Qianhuan couldn't help but let out such a gasp.

A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, swept across the area centered on the point where the Qilin landed.

Countless newly sprouted towering trees were uprooted and turned to dust.

The solid earth was ploughed into a huge, scorched pit, tens of meters deep and over a kilometer in diameter.

The terrifying lightning was still raging in the pit, burning the soil at the bottom into a glassy state.

In the center of the deep pit, only a human-shaped charred body lay there, its body emitting blue smoke, with only a faint breath left in its mouth.

Professor X's legs went weak at the sight, and he almost collapsed to his knees.

"Eric!!!"

He let out a cry of anguish, and then rushed headlong into the pit, wanting to check on his close friend with whom he held differing beliefs.

Peter couldn't help but twitch his eye at the sight, and couldn't help but mentally complain:

It was that mutual torment that escalated into a battle.

"Don't worry, I deliberately left myself alive, I won't die."

Considering that the professor had been providing him with good food and drink for the past few days, Peter ultimately decided not to let the professor continue to live in fear.

He never intended to kill Lao Wan.

As a transmigrator who has read the original work, he doesn't particularly like Magneto, but he certainly doesn't dislike him either.

Ultimately, it's all about survival.

If Peter himself were a mutant, facing discrimination, persecution, and pursuit from humans every day, he would only act more decisively than Magneto.

After comforting the professor, Peter tilted his head and turned his gaze to the top of the enormous pyramid.

Seated there is the final boss of this event—Apocalypse, who has remained a cold observer since the start of the battle.

Noticing Peter's gaze, a hint of emotion finally appeared on Apocalypse's unchanging blue face.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but Peter interrupted him first:

"Hey~ Old Deng, did you wash your neck properly?"

"Next, it's your turn."

Old Deng.

This modern-sounding yet somewhat flippant and insulting title caused a noticeable ripple in Apocalypse's deep, universe-like eyes for the first time.

He, En Shaba Nur, was the first mutant in human history and was revered as a god by countless believers.

Since the day he was born in ancient Egypt thousands of years ago, no human has ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.

Then, Apocalypse spoke:

"Human... your power seems to belong to this world."

"Oh?" Peter raised an eyebrow, surprised that this old codger Apocalypse could actually figure something out.

"Old man, you have good eyesight, you noticed that?"

"Then guess again, why am I here?"

Apocalypse fell silent.

His calm, unwavering eyes were fixed on Peter, as if trying to see right through him.

He tried to analyze Peter's physical structure and the source of his power, but the result was always a complete mystery.

Peter's body seemed to be equipped with some kind of top-notch shielding device; no matter how hard he tried, he could never read anything useful.

"It seems you can't guess."

Peter shrugged, his smile fading and replaced by a look that resembled that of someone looking at "experimental material."

"It's okay, I don't mind telling you."

"I came here for you."

"For me?" Apocalypse's voice carried a hint of doubt.

"That's right." Peter snapped his fingers, then pointed at Professor X on the ground and said:

"I promised Xiao Deng over there, if I can't take you down within ten moves, I'll call it a 'bomb' deal~"

Of course, there's another reason Peter didn't tell Professor X.

That is—he also coveted Apocalypse's ability to modify mutants.

Apocalypse's ability is similar to unlocking genetic potential combined with the ability to modify living organisms.

He can amplify and refine the genetic chain of mutants, causing it to produce an effect similar to evolution.

Listen to this, doesn't it feel familiar?

Peter went after Igor for that same ability!

Now that he has encountered another apocalypse, how could he not spend a fortune?

So, at this moment, Peter's broken watch had already been running in secret, secretly replicating Apocalypse's genes long ago.

On the other side, Apocalypse was stunned upon hearing this.

After a moment of stunned silence, he laughed, a chilling laugh:

"Very well, in thousands of years, you're the first person to dare speak to me like that!"

"Seeing that you have some ability, I was originally thinking that I might be able to promote you to become the commander of my knight order."

"But it seems you're not so lucky!"

"You think you can take me down in ten moves? I'd like to see how many moves you can withstand!"

As he spoke, an unprecedented surge of immense energy erupted from his body!

boom!!!

Wherever the terrifying energy wave passed, the Tree World that Peter had created was instantly destroyed.

Yellow sand once again ravaged the battlefield.

But the impact did not cause Peter any harm.

Peter stood there as if nothing had happened, even wearing a look of unsatisfied desire on his face:

"Seriously, Old Deng? Is that all you've got?"

Seeing that this human dared to "humiliate" him, Apocalypse's eyes flashed with anger.

"You...you deserve to die!!!"

He spread his arms, and the entire pyramid he had created, along with everything within several kilometers around it—sand, rocks, and metal debris—began to rapidly decompose and recombine under his will!

In the blink of an eye, a colossal stone giant, over a hundred meters tall and haphazardly pieced together from various materials, rose from the ground!

Apocalypse himself stood atop the stone giant's head, like a god piloting an apocalyptic mech.

"Witness the wrath of the gods!"

As he spoke, the enormous stone giant raised its fist, which was as big as a mountain, and with a whooshing sound that could tear the air apart, it slammed down on Peter in mid-air!