Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"boom"

The oak cane in Mr. Omen's hand fell to the ground.

His fingers were trembling. Obviously he didn't expect this person to appear so abruptly in front of him. This is obviously not in his own, planning or upcoming plans.

He stood there, cold sweat emerging from his forehead drop by drop, sliding down his pale cheeks.

But Mr. Xiu Zhao had no idea to wipe it.

His mind was running wildly for a few seconds, just like the top-level CPU was overloaded, making the light in his red eyes flicker.

The only thing he is thankful for now is that the person in front of him is almost divine in strength, and does not have the mind to read it.

He is not omnipotent.

"Ok?"

The person waiting for Mr. Xiezhao's answer made a suspicious nasal sound. He turned around and looked at Mr. Xiezhao who was cold and sweating behind him. He said:

"Why don't you speak? Is that ridiculous rumor true? Essex, have you really prepared some tricks that embarrassed me during these 200 years?"

"No, no, great apocalypse."

Mr. Xiuzhao responded very quickly. He leaned down respectfully, and said to the mutant tyrant Tianqi, who did not know when he had awakened:

"My loyalty to you is unquestionable. During your 200 years of sleep, I have been busy looking for more powerful power that can be used to the fullest."

"And the best part is that when you returned, I also found this power for you."

He raised his hand, and a piece of white light was suspended in his hand. The light illuminated Mr. Xiu Zhao's red eyes. He said to the apocalypse:

"I collected these debris that fell from the sky, and I was about to go to your place of sleep to wake you up, but your strength, as always, is too weak for me to figure out."

"I am very pleased to see that you have relied on yourself and returned from the long river of time..."

"Ha ha."

Facing Mr. Xiezhao's flattery, Tian Qi, wearing a gauze cloak, chuckled. He said playfully:

"In 1859, when I met you in London, you were as eloquent as you are now, and you were so clever. Essex, I value you and give you strength because I saw you Wisdom."

"In that backward era, what you have summarized about the genetic secrets of the mutants has led me to find a path to higher power. Don't try to slap me with Phoenix fragments, my servant."

Tianqi raised his hand, he said:

"This is not the first time I have seen the power of Phoenix. I have faced it directly in the past. It is indeed very strong, but it is not what I need."

"I hope you haven't wasted 200 years of time, and I haven't wasted the abilities and knowledge I gave you... I'm looking forward to seeing the things you sorted out in these 200 years that will refresh my knowledge."

"Yes, it is."

Apocalypse’s voice was very gentle, just like a king chatting with his servants and Yan Yuese, but the pressure felt by Mr. Omen did not weaken because of this gentleness.

He responded twice, and wiped the sweat on his forehead quietly. He made a "please" gesture to the apocalypse. He said:

"Please follow me, sir. I have completed the ability analysis and genetic comparison of all known variants. This is the new knowledge brought by the advanced technology that was born in these 200 years."

"I think that after the mystery of the mutant X gene is completely uncovered, you will be able to find a higher ladder, and the knowledge I am looking for will definitely satisfy you."

"Ok."

The apocalyptic nodded. He took a step, ignoring gravity and suspended above the ground, following Mr. Omen to the information room on the other side of the hall.

There are all the research results of Mr. Xiezhao's ability on mutants in these years.

While walking out of the dim hall and illuminated by the bright lights at the passage, the appearance of the mysterious Apocalypse was finally revealed.

He is tall and has a height of 2.1 meters. He has a raw back and a muscular waist.

The outline of his face does not look like a normal person.

There are gray, with cracked skin, blue lips, sharp, radiant eyes, no hair, smooth scalp, and no too many expressions on the face, making this face look almost like a robot .

He wore tight-fitting blue-grey combat uniforms of unknown material, blue combat boots, and embroidered emblems and runes of the ancient Egyptian era on his chest.

This means that the Apocalypse has not forgotten where he was born and grew up.

He was born in the ancient Egyptian era in 3,000 BC, and his life is already a mysterious mystery.

But according to the detailed records of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield, the Apocalypse had been serving Egyptian pharaohs for some time.

He and the founder of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, the ancient sage Imhetepu were close friends. He also participated in the legendary battle that Imhetepu led the Egyptian warriors to defeat the Brude Zerg.

And according to the records of the aliens, in ancient times, the apocalypse became the ruler of ancient Egypt, commanding the first mutant kingdom.

He had clashes and wars with the alien dynasty ruled by the hive.

But under the cooperation of the plotters on both sides, the hive was exiled, and the apocalypse fell into a long sleep because of the assassination.

It is almost impossible to kill Apocalypse, this mutant is immortal.

Even in the case of serious injuries, Apocalypse was placed in a mysterious place under the protection of loyal followers.

His awakening was again in the Middle Ages. He constantly provoked the confrontation between civilizations, to observe the warriors fighting, to test their strength, just like walking gods on earth.

It is said that in the several Crusades, the figure of the apocalypse was manipulated behind the scenes. He was using this method of war to covet and search for the power of the gods.

In London in 1859, Tianqi met Nathaniel Essex, who was a desolate British scientist at that time, and learned from Essex like a lunatic who learned the scientifically revisited variant civilization. s story.

This aroused the strong interest of Apocalypse. He realized that as a mutant, he might go further and may fall on this scientific research.

So he gave Nathaniel Essex the power of a mutant to activate the X gene of this desolate scientist.

So that he can not be eroded by time, but before the servant of the Apocalypse has worked out the truth for him, the X-Men who crossed the time from the future to the 19th century has hit the apocalypse.

Caused him to sleep until now.

Mr. Omen, who was originally surrendered by the power of the Apocalypse, also had the idea of ​​rebellion because he witnessed the failure of the Apocalypse, but he knew that it was impossible to defeat the Apocalypse by himself, and he could not be released from this relationship between master and servant.

He needs help.

"Great Apocalypse, I am curious..."

While leading the way, Mr. Xiu Zhao asked softly:

"You told me before your last deep sleep that your awakening requires a ritual. I've been working hard for this, but you suddenly...had other forces alarmed you?"

"It was an accident."

The apocalypse spoke an ancient Egyptian language and said in a casual tone:

"It was the thing you were looking for that awakened me. A shard of phoenix fell near my sleeping place in central North America. The power of the shard was looking for the host. Unfortunately, it underestimated me as before."

"That creative power repaired my injury and made me recover early. Will this cause you trouble? My servant."

"No, no."

Mr. Xiu Zhao laughed twice. He opened the door of the data room and quickly opened all the computers in the gaze of the apocalypse. This kind of information equipment that only appeared in the past 200 years made the apocalypse quite curious.

But he has lived for more than 5,000 years, has been accustomed to the vicissitudes of the sea, and is also well-versed in all kinds of alienation.

He sat in a chair, and Mr. Xiu Zhao opened the database for him, and projected the results of the X gene research in front of Tianqi.

However, after seeing it for a few seconds, Apocalypse thought it was too inefficient.

He stretched out his hand, placed it on the computer screen, and closed his eyes.

The next second, the large database stored in the entire data room began to buzz. On the computer screen, the stored data iterated rapidly at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and its operating efficiency was instantaneously increased to the level of overclocking.

Knowledge.

In this extremely unscientific way, intangible knowledge is transferred to the apocalyptic thinking, and is constantly being absorbed, distinguished, and recognized by the most ancient variants.

The more people who have experienced the vicissitudes of life, the more they understand the importance of knowledge.

Before Tianqi's last sleep, he asked Mr. Xiu Zhao, who was a scientist, to collect secrets about the genetics of the mutants for him.

Now, judging from the gentle expression of Tian Qi, he is very satisfied with Mr. Xiongzhao's work.

Of course, Mr. Xiu Zhao also left his hand. He had never kept the information about Madeleine and Cable in the database. This habit saved his life at this moment.

The apocalypse of Tianqi, the traitor, is never soft.

A few seconds later, in a deep bang, the computer in front of Apocalypse exploded because it could not withstand the overclocking operation.

In the black smoke rolling, Tian Shi Shi Ran withdrew his finger, he opened his eyes, and there was light representing knowledge in his eyes.

"Good, very good."

Apocalypse appreciated:

"Your work is very productive, so many compatriots born in the new era... so many strange abilities that I have never seen before, and their appearance will make me complement those abilities that I lack."

"But, Essex, I am more curious than the evolution of my compatriots. In your database, there is a description of the mysterious group of gods. With your wisdom, do you think it is a nonsense rumor? "

Facing the enlightenment from the Apocalypse, Mr. Xiu Zhao thought for a moment, and he said rationally:

"No, I don't think it's a rumor. In fact, I got this news from Utopia. There is a rumor that we are mutants and are the product of biological experiments conducted by the Tenjin group on the earth."

"Although this statement is somewhat sensational, it can indeed explain the origin of the X gene fragments of the mutants. Unlike my genetics, I really don’t think that normal humans can have the magical X in evolution. Gene fragment."

"Perhaps, we are really the product of biological experiments in ancient times, but there is no direct evidence to prove this."

The apocalypse nodded slowly.

The ancient mutant who recovered from the long river of time raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. He said playfully:

"Just for you, there is no evidence."

"The Tenjin group really exists, and it is all around us, always there. You may not have heard of a thing called the infinite formula, but it does not matter, my wise servant, I know, and I know very well. "

"I was waiting in the ancient times, waiting for a power to help me interpret it. In the scenes and awakening again and again, all I get is disappointment, but this time, it will not."

Tianqi turned to look at Mr. Xiongzhao, he said:

"You have understood the mystery of the X gene, which means that I can finally entrust you with the ultimate mission, and the road of power from the true ancestors will open the door for me."

"Knowledge is the key to power! The infinite formula that belongs only to mutants... It will appear soon, but before that, I have to look at this era first."

Tian Qi stretched out his hand on Mr. Xiu Zhao’s slightly trembling shoulder. He said:

"Like every time in the past."

"I will use battle to test this era, test their strength, and the survival of the fittest. This is an ancient truth and admonishment. Only the fittest will deserve to survive."

Mr. Xiu Zhao's heart jumped.

He knew what the Apocalypse was about to do.

This crazy tyrant adhering to a cruel idea, he did not want to destroy the world, probably because of his growing up experience, he hated the weak very much, he believes that the weak are not worthy of living.

In the wake of every era, Apocalypse will test the world.

The Black Death in the 14th century, the Crusades in the Middle Ages, several horrific genocides and massacres in history.

Behind all this is the shadow of apocalypse.

Now he has to do it again.

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"boom"

In the wilderness of Montana, a large green man is frantically fighting a mechanical giant.

Both guys are monsters and look evenly matched, but looking at the scene where the parts are flying and the explosion is fierce, anyone with a little vision can see that this is purely unilateral abuse.

Hulk is very angry.

Hulk is very violent.

Hulk has not really vented for years.

Stimulated by the Phoenix Shard, the balance between it and Banner was completely broken, and the violent Hulk appeared again. It longed for freedom, and longed for the release of its inner anger.

Anyone who blocks it will be ruthlessly destroyed by Hulk.

"boom"

The left arm of the mechanical warrior Horus was torn from the mechanical body by Hulk, and the violent giant lifted the heavy metal and hammered **** the robot's head.

It fights with its fists, its feet, and every part of its body. The fierce beastly fierce fighting stance of Horus has no resistance against it.

The mechanical strength is not inferior to Hulk's brute force.

But the problem is that Hulk can continue to grow stronger through the savings of anger. With this almost limitless improvement, even the machinery has been defeated by the giants.

"Om"

The black portal opened on the wilderness, and the apocalyptic Shi Ran walked out of the portal, and Mr. Xiu Zhao followed him with a low eyebrow.

"Ah, what a wild beast."

Tian Qi narrowed his eyes and looked at the crazy Hulk who was fighting the machinery in front of him. He nodded with satisfaction, reached out his hand, and picked up a piece of Phoenix from Mr. Xiu Zhao.

He says:

"Unstoppable anger and rage, unrepressed desire to destroy, such as the wrathful children wielding the blade of destruction, is the interpretation of the origin of war..."

"I have seen the scene of the war humiliating the world."

"But it's just not enough."

"I need four knights to convey the will of the apocalypse to the world. Only through the end of the twilight can we meet the dawn. This beast is only the first!"

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