Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

Jupiter looked at Storm in front of him, somewhat speechless. But then he thought about it, and it seemed that all the Omega-level mutants in the movies, except for Phoenix, had been nerfed beyond recognition. Iceman went from manipulating temperature to actually being an ice man, with the ability to manipulate ice. Magneto went from manipulating magnetism, one of the four fundamental forces, to manipulating metal. Storm went from manipulating the weather to simply creating a little wind and a little rain... (Magneto has leveled up, from Alpha to Omega, because the latest editors have all learned physics and know how overpowered controlling magnetism, one of the four fundamental forces, is.)

"The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse have two Omega-level mutants, Captain Britain's sister, and a veteran ability user, Angel. How could they have lost?"

"It's very difficult for me to lose this round, okay?"

Jupiter recalled what the bald man had said. He remembered that the man had only told him to complete the path of the Apocalypse, without saying whether he would win or lose in the end, right?

Why doesn't he just go for it and wipe out Xavier's Academy in one fell swoop?

To avoid the hassle of him having to go to "X-Men: Dark Phoenix" again...

Let's finish them off in one go~

As Jupiter thought this, he suddenly felt a little motivated again from this boring role-playing.

"Anyway, Storm is done. Time to find Psylocke, Magneto, and Angel."

After Jupiter finalized the action plan, he raised his hand, and a teleportation portal appeared in front of him.

"Anyway, let's get Psylocke sorted out first, then watch me wreak havoc on the whole world. At worst, I'll just stop coming to any X-Men-related world. There's no way I'll work for you guys, not in this lifetime..."

Jupiter decided to squeeze out as much profit as possible one last time; if all else fails, he'll just run away after he messes up the universe.

You want your ancestors, the future emperors of the multiverse, to work for you? That's ridiculous!

Chapter 130 Damn it, he gave way too much.

"Time, space, reality, power, mind, soul..."

"The world is not a straight line as we imagine, but rather like a kaleidoscope, fragmented and presenting infinite possibilities."

"Now, please think about this question with me: what if..."

"The year is 20. A time traveler suddenly appears and kills Apocalypse, a powerful mutant who traverses time. He will continue Apocalypse's work, gather the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and then..."

"F*ck! I've put up with you for too long, that's enough. Shut up, don't keep babbling in my ear..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Jupiter blocked the bald man standing beside him, who had been whispering mysteriously in his ear since earlier, talking to whoever he was talking to.

"Mr. Jupiter, please allow me to explain. I wasn't rambling on; I was just working..."

"You will follow my perspective and observe all the possibilities of the multiverse. We will only observe, not interfere... because we are the observers!"

The bald man straightened his clothes and explained to Jupiter.

"Look at all the pointless things he's saying..."

"What do you mean, 'just observe and not interfere'? Haven't you interfered enough already?"

"If you're going to watch, then watch properly and stop nagging in my ear..."

Jupiter, with his bald head, spoke seriously and earnestly.

"Well, now something very bad has happened. As observers, our work has angered the time traveler. He's furious and told me to shut up, but he doesn't realize that he can't make an observer shut up..."

The bald man broke free from Jupiter's restraints and floated in the air, continuing his work. He was mysterious and seemed to be talking to someone.

"bump."

Just as the bald man finished speaking, a soda can enveloped in a mysterious force smashed into his bald head at near-light speed.

"Uh, the time traveler is angry, he actually threw a bottle of soda at us..."

"Let me see... Oh, thank goodness it's Coca-Cola..."

"Pepsi is such a degenerate product; only wicked gods would drink it..."

The bald man touched his head, then with a flick of his finger summoned the aluminum can that had once been in close contact with his head back to him. Looking at the classic red logo on the can, the bald man slowly breathed a sigh of relief…

"Buzz!"

Jupiter glanced at the bald man behind him, said nothing, and waved his hand lightly, and a portal appeared in front of him.

"Let's go, Storm."

Jupiter glanced at Auroro Monroe, who was under his mind control, and spoke softly.

Auroro Monroe's eyes were lifeless. Obeying all of Jupiter's orders, he followed Jupiter into the purple portal the moment Jupiter finished speaking.

"Om."

In a secluded room, a purple portal suddenly opened, and the next second, Jupiter and Storm stepped out of the portal simultaneously.

"Welcome to Caliban's Hut."

In the secluded room, a bald, eccentric man sat at the bar, welcoming Jupiter and Storm.

Wow!

"Caliban knows all mutants, but he doesn't know you. What brings you to Caliban's hut?"

The bald man named Caliban looked at Jupiter and asked.

"I'm here to see her..."

Without further ado, Jupiter pointed to the woman hiding inside the house, who was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and had an enviable figure.

"Are you here to see Psylocke?"

Kaleban was taken aback. This was the first time he had ever encountered someone who came to his shop not to look for him, but instead to look for his henchman, Psylocke.

"Yes……"

Jupiter nodded.

"Psylocke, come out here for a moment."

Kareban thought for a moment, then waved to the Psylocke behind him.

Suddenly, the woman with an enviable figure and stunning beauty strode out of the house with her long, straight legs.

"Pistil, this gentleman says he's looking for you. Is he someone you know?"

Kareban asked Psylocke in a slightly respectful tone.

"do not know."

Psylocke shook her head, indicating that she had never seen Jupiter.

"I need her to help me. How much will you sell her to me?!"

Jupiter gave Psylocke a deep look, then turned to Caliban and revealed his purpose in seeking her.

"Ha ha……"

“Phantom Butterflies are not for sale. If you've come here just to buy them, you're sorely disappointed. Whether you hire them or not, I absolutely will not allow them to leave my side…”

Kaleban chuckled softly. Money was important, but life was more important. Even if you had money, you needed to be alive to spend it. So he wouldn't let Psylocke, who was responsible for protecting his life, help others.

"..."

Jupiter listened to Caliban's words without saying anything, and walked step by step to Caliban.

"Back off!"

Psylocke saw Jupiter walk in and immediately scolded him.

"Um……"

Jupiter ignored Psylocke's rebuke and walked straight to Caliban's wooden table.

Then I gently touched it...

"Buzz!"

As the golden light in Jupiter's hand flashed, the wooden table instantly emitted a shimmering golden glow, and to the astonishment of Careban and Psylocke, the table transformed into a piece of pure gold.

"Is this enough money?!"

Jupiter questioned Caliban and Psylocke.

"Gulp~"

Karebran, who had originally decided to never sell Psylocke, swallowed hard after seeing the golden table, and his firm belief wavered instantly.

Damn it, he gave too much...

To use this gold to question him—isn't that testing his character?

"Ha ha……"

Jupiter looked at the wavering Caliban and sneered. He was not surprised by Caliban's current state at all; any impossibility was simply due to a lack of money.

"Give up, Caliban won't trade me away."

Psylocke seemed very confident in herself. Although Jupiter did have a lot of money, some things cannot be measured in monetary terms.

"make a deal."

"Besides Psylocke, is there anything else you need Kareban to do? Kareban will be happy to serve you in any way he can."

Then Psylocke heard Carleban say the word "deal".

"Forehead……"

Psylocke froze on the spot. It turned out that she had been deluding herself. The reason why Careban hadn't traded her before was simply because he thought the other people offered too little money!

As for Jupiter...

Caliban felt that Jupiter had given too much. So much money for a mere Psylocke? To be honest, he was a little uneasy about accepting it.

"follow me!"

Jupiter ignored Caliban and instead looked at the long-legged Psylocke.

"it is good."

Psylocke, disheartened, followed Jupiter to his side.

"Psylocke..."

Jupiter looked at the long-legged Psylocke beside him and suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"What...what are you doing?!"

Psylocke was startled by Jupiter's sudden action, and her face instantly turned red.

"Feel your true power."