Shadow of the Beautiful World

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The oak cane in Mister Sinister's hand fell to the ground.

His fingers were trembling, obviously he didn't expect the person in front of him to appear so abruptly, and it was obviously not in any of his current or upcoming plans.

He stood there blankly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and sliding down his pale cheeks.

But Mr. Sinister has given up wiping it.

His mind ran wildly in a few seconds, as if the top cpu was overloaded, making the light in his red eyes flicker.

The only thing he is thankful for now is that among the almost god-like powers of this person in front of him, there is no such thing as mind reading.

He is not omniscient.

Um?

The person who was waiting for Mr. Ominous’s answer made a nasal sound of doubt. He turned around and looked at Mr. Ominous who was sweating coldly behind him. He said:

Why don't you speak? Is that nonsense rumor true? Essex, are you really planning some little tricks to embarrass me during these 200 years?

No, no, Your Excellency the Great Apocalypse.

Mr. Ominous reacted very quickly. He bent down respectfully, and said to the mutant tyrant Apocalypse who had awakened at some point in front of him:

My loyalty to you is unquestionable. During the 200 years of your sleep, I have been busy looking for a stronger power that can be used as much as you want.

And the best thing is, when you returned, I also found this power for you.

He raised his hand, and the shards of white light were suspended in his hand. The light illuminated the red eyes of Mister Sinister, and he said to Apocalypse:

I collected these fragments that fell from the sky, and I was about to go to your sleeping place and wake you up, but your strength is as strong as ever, and I can't fathom it because I am weak.

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

hehe.

Facing Mr. Ominous' flattery, Tian Qi, who was wearing a gauze cloak, chuckled lightly, and said in a playful tone:

In 1859, I met you down and out in London. At that time, you were as eloquent and eloquent as you are now. Essex, I value you and give you strength because I see you wisdom.

In that backward era, the genetic secrets of mutants that you have summed up have allowed me to find the door to a higher power. Stop trying to prevaricate me with phoenix fragments, my servant.

Tian Qi raised his hand and said:

It's not the first time I've seen the power of the phoenix. I've faced it in the past. It's really strong, but it's not what I need.

I hope you didn't waste 200 years of time, and didn't waste the ability and knowledge I gave you... I'm looking forward to seeing, during these 200 years, the knowledge you sorted out can refresh my eyes and ears.

Yes, it is.

Tian Qi's voice is very gentle, like a king chatting with his subjects in a pleasant manner, but the pressure felt by Mr. Ominous has not been weakened by this gentleness.

He responded twice, wiped the sweat from his forehead calmly, and made a please gesture to Tian Qi, and said:

Please follow me, Your Excellency. I have completed the ability analysis and genetic comparison of all known mutants. This is the new knowledge brought about by the advanced technology born in the past 200 years.

I think that after the mystery of the mutant x-gene is completely uncovered, you will be able to find a way to climb a higher ladder. The knowledge I am looking for and accumulated will definitely satisfy you.

Um.

Tian Qi nodded, he took a step forward, suspended above the ground ignoring gravity, and followed Mr. Omen to the information room on the other side of the hall.

There are all the results of Mister Omen's research on mutant abilities over the years.

And after walking out of the dimly lit hall, under the bright light of the passageway, the appearance of the mysterious Apocalypse is finally revealed.

He is tall, 2.1 meters tall, with a hulking back and a muscular waist.

The contours of his face were not quite that of a normal person.

Gray, cracked skin, blue lips, sharp, glowing eyes, no hair, smooth scalp, and not much expression on the face, making this face look like a robot .

He was wearing a tight-fitting blue-gray combat uniform of unknown material, with blue combat boots, and the chest was embellished with emblems and runes from the ancient Egyptian era.

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

He was born in the ancient Egyptian era in 3000 BC, and his life is already an unverifiable mystery.

But according to the detailed records of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield, Apocalypse served the Egyptian Pharaoh for a while.

He and the founder of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, the ancient sage Imhotep are close friends, and have also participated in the legendary battle where Imhotep led the Egyptian warriors to defeat the Brud Zerg.

And according to the records of the Inhuman race, in ancient times, Apocalypse became the ruler of ancient Egypt, commanding the first mutant country.

He had conflicts and wars with the Inhuman dynasty ruled by the Hive.

But with the cooperation of conspirators on both sides, the hive was exiled, and Apocalypse fell into a long sleep due to the assassination.

It's nearly impossible to kill Apocalypse, the mutant is immortal.

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

He woke up again in the Middle Ages. He constantly provoked confrontation among various civilizations, observed those fighting warriors, and tested their strength, just like gods walking in the world.

It is said that during the several Crusades, the figure of Apocalypse was manipulating behind the scenes. He was using this way of warfare to covet and seek the power of the gods.

In London in 1859, Apocalypse met Nathaniel Essex, who was a down-and-out British scientist at the time, and learned about the mutant civilization retold in a scientific way from Essex, who was like a madman s story.

This aroused Tianqi's strong interest, and he realized that his further possibility as a mutant might fall on this kind of scientific research.

So he gave Nathaniel Essex the power of a mutant and activated the x-gene of this down-and-out scientist.

Let him not be eroded by time, but before the servant of Apocalypse researched the truth for him, the X-Men who traveled through time from the future to the 19th century severely damaged Apocalypse.

He has been sleeping until now.

Mr. Ominous Omen, who was originally surrendered by the power of Apocalypse, also had the idea of ​​rebellion because he witnessed the failure of Apocalypse, but he knew that it was impossible to defeat Apocalypse by himself, nor could he be freed from this master-servant relationship.

He needs help.

Your Excellency the Great Apocalypse, I'm curious...

While leading the way ahead, Mister Ominous asked softly:

Before you fell asleep last time, you told me that you need a ritual to wake up. I have been working hard for this, but you suddenly... Was there any other power that alarmed you?

It was an accident.

Tianqi spoke ancient Egyptian and said in a casual tone:

It was what you were looking for that woke me up. A phoenix fragment fell near my sleeping place in central North America. The power in that fragment was looking for a host. Unfortunately, it underestimated me as before.

The power of creation repaired my injury and revived me early. Will this cause trouble to you? My servant.

No, no.

Mr. Ominous laughed twice, he pushed open the door of the data room, and quickly turned on all the computers under Tianqi's gaze. This kind of information equipment that only appeared in the past 200 years made Tianqi quite curious.

But he has lived for more than 5,000 years, he is used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, and he has seen a lot about all kinds of alienated things.

He sat on the chair, and Mister Omen opened the database for him, and projected the research results on the x gene in front of Tianqi's eyes in the form of a projection.

However, Tianqi watched it for a few seconds and felt that this method was too inefficient.

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

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

Knowledge.

Intangible knowledge is transferred to the thinking of Apocalypse through this extremely unscientific method, and is continuously absorbed, distinguished, and recognized by the oldest mutants.

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

Before Apocalypse fell asleep for the last time, he entrusted Mr. Omen, a scientist, to collect secrets about mutant genes for him.

But now, judging from Tian Qi's gentle expression, he is very satisfied with Mr. Omen's work.

Of course, Mr. Sinister also saved his hand. He never stored the information about Madeleine and Cable in the database. This habit saved his life at this moment.

Tian Qi, the heavenly father-level mutant, is never soft on traitors.

A few seconds later, with a low bang, the computer in front of Tian Qi exploded because it couldn't withstand the overclocking operation.

Amidst the billowing black smoke, Tian Qi withdrew his fingers abruptly, opened his eyes, and there was a light representing knowledge in his eyes.

Not bad, very good.

Tianqi praised:

Your work is very effective, 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 am missing.

However, Essex, compared to the evolution of my compatriots, I am more curious about the description of the mysterious Celestial Group in your database. With your wisdom, do you think it is a groundless rumor?

Faced with Tianqi's inquiry, Mister Omen 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 mutants are the product of biological experiments conducted by the Celestial Group on Earth.

Although this statement is a bit sensational, it can indeed explain the source of the x gene segment of mutants that is different from ordinary people. With my knowledge of genetics, I really don't think that normal humans can have magical x gene 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.

Tian Qi nodded slowly.

The ancient mutant who had been revived in the long river of time raised his head, glanced at the top of his head, and said in a playful tone:

It's just that for you, there is no evidence.

The Celestial Group really exists, and it is around us, it has always been there, you may not have heard of a thing called the infinite formula, but it doesn't matter, my wise servant, I know, and I know it very clearly.

I was waiting in the ancient times, waiting for a power that could help me interpret it. In the scenes and awakenings again and again, all I got was disappointment, but this time, it won't happen.

Apocalypse turned his head to look at Mister Ominous, he said:

You have already understood the mystery of the x gene, which means that I can finally entrust you with the ultimate mission, and the path 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.

Apocalypse put his hand on the slightly trembling shoulders of Mr. Ominous Omen, and he said:

Just like every time in the past.

I will use battles to test this era and test their strength. Survival of the fittest is an ancient truth and advice. Only the fittest deserve to continue to survive.

Mister Omen's heart skipped a beat.

He knew what Tianqi was going to do.

This crazy tyrant adheres to a cruel philosophy. He doesn't want to destroy the world, but probably because of his growing up experience, he hates the weak extremely. He believes that the weak are not worthy of living.

In the wake of every age, the apocalypse tests the world.

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

There is a shadow of apocalypse behind all of this.

Now, he's going to do it all over again.

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

The two guys are huge, and they 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 one-sided abuse.

Hulk was furious.

Hulk is violent.

Hulk hasn't really let off steam in years.

After being stimulated by the phoenix fragments, the balance between it and Banner was completely broken, and the berserk Hulk appeared again, yearning for freedom and the release of the pent-up anger in his heart.

Anyone who blocks it will be ruthlessly destroyed by Hulk.

boom

The left arm of the mechanical warrior Horus was torn off from the mechanical body by Hulk. The berserk giant lifted the heavy metal and hammered it hard on the robot's head.

It fights with its fists, feet, and every part of its body. With its ferocious beast-like fighting posture, Horus has no power to resist.

The power of the machine is logically no worse than the brute force of the Hulk.

But the problem is that Hulk can continue to become stronger through the accumulation of anger. With this kind of almost unlimited improvement, even machines are defeated in front of giants.

hum

A black portal opened in the wilderness, Apocalypse stepped out of the portal, and Mr. Ominous followed behind him with a low eyebrow.

Ah, what a wild beast.

Tian Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the crazy Hulk who was fighting with the machine in front of him. He nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and picked up a phoenix fragment from Mr. Omen.

He said:

Uncontrollable anger and rage, unrepressed desire to destroy, like an angry child waving the blade of destruction, is the interpretation of the origin of war...

I've seen scenes of War Hulk wreaking havoc on the world.

But it's not enough.

I need four knights to convey the will of the apocalypse to the world. Only by surviving the dusk of the end can we welcome the dawn. This beast is only the first!