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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 had read the original work, he neither liked nor disliked the character Magneto.

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 clean?"

"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 to 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 cancel my order!"

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 precisely because of this 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 copying 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 are the first person to dare to speak to me like that!"

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

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

"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.

"Behold 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!

Chapter 389 It's that one-hit kill again~

The enormous stone fist, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, smashed down on Peter's head.

A shadow fell over the entire Xavier Academy, causing the young mutant students to scream in despair.

However, Peter, standing at the center of the storm, didn't even flinch.

He even had the leisure to pick his ear.

"Hey... can't you villains come up with something new?"

Peter's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying a lazy tone, as if he were watching a boring circus.

"Besides getting bigger, can't you think of any other ways to show off? You're really lacking in originality."

The moment the words left his mouth, Peter's originally dark eyes suddenly turned crimson.

Three jet-black magatama spun rapidly in the blood-red pupils, eventually connecting to form a bizarre six-pointed star pattern.

Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan!

Buzz!

The next second, an indescribable chilling aura erupted from Peter.

Blue-purple energy soared into the sky, rapidly outlining bones, meridians, and flesh behind him, eventually transforming into a towering giant clad in radiant armor and with a pair of enormous wings spread behind him!

Complete Susanoo!

The moment this chakra giant appeared, its towering presence completely overshadowed the giant pieced together from sand and stone that was Apocalypse.

The crude stone giant looked like an underdeveloped sand soldier in comparison.

Peter had originally planned to get a Susanoo-clad Buddha statue as well.

But after thinking about it again, I gave up the idea.

The main problem is that Susanoo's thousand-armed attack is too deceptive. If someone says that it's not a single move, but a hundred moves at once, wouldn't his previous statement, "If he doesn't die in ten moves, I'll sue you," be a slap in the face?

"Although it's only Susanoo, it should be enough for this level of character..."

Although it was a muttering to himself, he didn't control the volume.

Those words, filled with utmost contempt for the enemy before him, caused a surge of rage to appear on Apocalypse's unchanging face.

What arrogance!

I've lived for thousands of years and I've never seen such an arrogant person!

Peter: Oh well, you saw it today!

Ahem, let's get back to the main topic.

Having already decided to defeat Apocalypse within ten moves, Peter naturally couldn't possibly engage in "philosophical" discussions with Apocalypse while piloting Susanoo.

Therefore, as soon as he had a thought, Susanoo beneath him immediately made a move.

Clang!

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the sky.

The Susanoo giant slowly drew the katana made of pure chakra from its waist.

The blade, hundreds of meters long, could almost stretch across the sky.

Then, something even more unbelievable happened.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Blinding, dazzling lightning bolts, like countless silver snakes, eagerly climbed up the massive blade.

The terrifying electrical energy emitted a sharp whistling sound, as if millions of birds were singing in unison.

But this is just the beginning.