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"Yes, I can give you the locations of some powerful mutants."

With that, Caliban took out a card and handed it to Apocalypse.

Apocalypse looked at the names on the list and nodded in satisfaction. His gaze toward Caliban became even more friendly. This guy may not look impressive and may have terrible potential, but he is indeed very sensible and should be rewarded.

With that thought, Apocalypse casually conjured a piece of gold and placed it on a table not far from Caliban: "You can continue to tell me if there's any news later."

After saying that, he returned to the group with Psylocke, and a portal opened again, through which the group stepped.

After everyone left, Caliban picked up the gold, curled his lip, and casually tossed it aside. Did he lack this little bit of stuff?

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, a look of awe appeared in Caliban's eyes. There was no mistake, the one sitting in the wheelchair was definitely that one!

Although he had only met her once, Caliban could not forget her appearance, even if he forgot his own parents.

As for Apocalypse? Or perhaps the newly chosen driver? Or maybe a servant? Who knows the truth? It doesn't really matter.

Chapter 103 I Just Distorted His Thinking

Apocalypse's eyes shone brightly, and streams of energy flowed into Spirit Butterfly's body. Visibly, Spirit Butterfly began to show obvious changes, both in the energy within her body and in her clothing.

A moment later, a sexy hottie with a huge bust and legs, and an incredibly curvaceous figure, appeared before everyone's eyes.

“Not bad.” Apocalypse nodded.

Storm looked on with envy. She hadn't really noticed before, but it seemed like all the enhancement energy had gone into her figure. That's not fair!

Locke's attitude was even simpler: "Let her come and serve me."

"Apocalypse, you stink! It's uncomfortable to serve you."

Upon hearing this, Tianqi was not angry. Instead, he nodded knowingly and said, "Lingdie, you will serve him now."

Psylocke was instantly dumbfounded. She had sensed something was wrong before, so who's the boss between the two of you?

Also, he was insulting you, right? You don't even care? Is this blue-skinned bald guy really that good-tempered?

Storm's lips twitched violently. Although she had seen it before, it still felt absurd. Did she recruit a subordinate, or... recruit an ancestor?

Especially Apocalypse, are you out of your mind? How can you listen to everything he says??

Finally, under Apocalypse's overwhelming gaze, Psylocke obediently came onto Locke and began to push the wheelchair in Apocalypse's place.

But his curiosity was too much to bear, so while Apocalypse was leading the way, he cautiously leaned close to Locke's ear and whispered, "Handsome, what's going on?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that blue-skinned bald guy is the boss, right?"

“Yeah, right,” Locke said nonchalantly. “His name is Apocalypse, the mutant god from a thousand years ago, the one who ruled over all mutants, and also the king of ancient Egypt.”

Psylocke was immediately dumbfounded; this origin was a bit outrageous.

"Wait, wait!!" Psylocke suddenly snapped out of her daze, her gaze towards Locke filled with shock, and she swallowed hard.

"Handsome guy, if he's really that amazing, then why does he listen to you so much?"

Upon hearing this, Storm's ears twitched, clearly also curious about this.

"It's nothing, I just twisted his thinking so that he would believe everything I said, it's that simple."

This is not simple at all!! Psylocke roared inwardly!

Storm stared at Apocalypse in disbelief. "Hey, hey, hey, what's he saying? Did you even hear me?!"

"I don't even need to look at him. He'll think whatever I say is right. You're right, you idiot Apocalypse."

Apocalypse nodded gently and said with a smile, "That's right, you're right."

Storm's eyes immediately turned to utter horror.

Psylocke: ………

Unlike the terrified Storm, Psylocke seemed to suddenly realize something. Her old boss wouldn't give her a look for no reason. Before, she thought it was because of that blue-skinned Apocalypse, but now, Psylocke suddenly understood that it wasn't like that at all.

Instantly, her gaze toward Locke became intense.

She leaned even closer, her hot breath hitting Locke's earlobe: "Handsome, are you the legendary Hellfire High Sequence?"

"No, that's not right. That blue-skinned monster is very strong, even stronger than the mutant Bipolar. Even a regular Hellfire High Sequence shouldn't be able to twist his mind so easily. You wouldn't happen to be the legendary Hellfire General, would you?"

"Hehe." Locke just smiled, neither saying yes nor no.

This scene only intensified Psylocke's gaze. She not only pushed the wheelchair but also carefully lifted Locke's head back. Instantly, a plump and soft sensation came from the back of his head. Locke nodded: "Not bad."

Psylocke was overjoyed and became even bolder in her actions.

Before anyone knew it, Storm had quietly appeared behind Psylocke and whispered in her ear, "What does 'General Hellfire' mean?"

Psylocke smiled beautifully: "No, no, that's just a nickname, a band's pet name."

Storm rolled her eyes. Did she think she was stupid?

Storm's eyes darted around, and she leaned closer, ready to do something to Locke, but Psylocke pushed her away with her bottom.

She was greeted by Psylocke's sweet smile: "Thank you. I'll take care of him. After all, it was personally ordered by Lord Apocalypse."

Storm retreated sheepishly, inwardly roaring, "Bitch, so what if you have a big ass? So what if you have a good figure!"

Before long, Apocalypse found its third Apocalypse Knight, the mutant Angel, a useless flying mutant.

The mutant Angel joined the team, and upon seeing the situation before him, his face inexplicably darkened.

Then, Apocalypse stood proudly at the very front, looking every bit the big boss.

But what were the others doing behind him, except for him, who had just joined the team and was dutifully following behind?

A pretty boy was sitting in a chair, and another woman with a figure so hot that he... cough cough, anyway, she was super sexy, supposedly named Lingdie, was practically squeezing into the pretty boy's arms!

As for Storm, she tried every way to get involved, but Psylocke stopped her each time.

So what exactly are you guys playing? Some kind of weird love triangle game?

He tried to hold back, but finally couldn't. He looked at Tianqi and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, aren't those guys acting a little strange?"

Apocalypse glanced at him indifferently: "There's nothing wrong with it. It's your heart that's harboring thoughts you shouldn't have."

The next moment, a terrifying sense of oppression descended upon the angel, forcing him to his knees.

"Remember, I give you power, and I can take it back. Don't have any improper thoughts!"

Angel:????

Holy crap, those guys over there are acting weird, why are you yelling at me?

Apocalypse stopped paying attention to the angels and looked again at the note Caliban had given him: "Next, Magneto, the mutant Bipolar."

A glimmer of expectation appeared in Apocalypse's eyes. To have such a title, one's talent must be quite good.

A portal opened instantly, and the group stepped inside.

Meanwhile, in the small base, Magneto was hitting his head while carrying something on his back.

"Damn it, damn it, I barely went to school, why do I have to suffer like this!"

"And that damn Charles! If I mess up the mission because I didn't memorize it, I'll kill that bastard!"

A mutant standing nearby curled his lip and said, "Boss, you've said you want to kill Professor X hundreds of times, and he's still alive and well. Boss, you wouldn't even hurt a single hair on his head."

Magneto: ? ? ?

Fuck, what does "reluctant to part with" mean?! Translate this for me: what does "reluctant to part with" mean?!

Suddenly, the air in mid-air began to twist and distort, and a gate of light slowly began to take shape.

Seeing this, Magneto felt a chill run down his spine. How could it be so fast! Why did they arrive so quickly!

What were the lines again?

The next moment, a group of people walked out from inside.

Magneto almost subconsciously glanced around at everyone: Storm, Psylocke, Angel. Great, they're all characters from the story, proving the script was boring. Wait, why is there another person?

I took a curious look, hmm? ??

Wait, take another look, take another look!

"Hiss!" Magneto suddenly gasped, his expression one of utter horror. Why was this guy here?! This wasn't in the script!

Apocalypse looked at Magneto, who had an expression of 'awe' on his face, and nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the appearance of his group had a rather strong sense of pressure.

Moreover, Magneto's talent is truly remarkable. With a three-meter talent ball, even with Apocalypse's millennia of experience, he is considered an absolute elite, even surpassing the standards for his own possession.

"Magneto, you are an absolute mutant sympathizer. Join us, and together we will enslave humanity and rebuild our mutant kingdom!"

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Magneto's face turned pale instantly. Fuck, fuck, damn it, what do you mean by enslaving humans? Are you crazy? Everyone knows that the Black King of Hellfire isn't a mutant, but claims to be human!

"What are you daydreaming about? Answer me!" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out in Magneto's mind.

Magneto's heart skipped a beat, his brain working at an unprecedented pace. He quickly regained his indifferent demeanor and stared intently at Apocalypse: "Why should I believe you!"

Apocalypse laughed and stepped forward: "Don't believe me? Then let me help you develop your true power."

A hand reached out and pressed down on Magneto's head, and Magneto immediately let out a painful groan.

Power, an inexhaustible source of power!

Although there was a scene in the 'script' where Apocalypse enhanced his power, he never expected it to develop to this extent!

too strong!

This power was so strong that it was several times stronger than his previous strength!

With a wave of his hand, it was as if all the metal beneath the city's underground had been manipulated and unleashed. Instantly, countless metal objects blotted out the sky, creating an apocalyptic atmosphere. The terrifying sense of oppression was enough to suffocate everyone.

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"Very good, very good!" Seeing this, Apocalypse became even more satisfied.

Suddenly, a powerful mental force struck Tianqi's mind. Tianqi also possessed mental abilities, though not strong ones. However, with his thousand years of experience and the fact that some of the powers he had acquired had strengthened his spirit, even though his mental abilities were far less refined than this force, he was able to resist and even suppress it.

Ultimately, the other party managed to escape by accident.

"Fantastic! Such an ability!" Apocalypse was not disappointed; on the contrary, he was quite excited.

He finally saw the perfect choice for possession in this resurrection.

"That one should be the other mutant bipolar, Professor X, the Mind King."

After recruiting Magneto into his team, Apocalypse couldn't wait to open a portal to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

Locke glanced at Magneto, who had just joined the team: "His lines are off, his words are exaggerated, I'm very disappointed."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Magneto lowered his head.

"You'll lose 100 points after you join the company, just a small punishment."

It was meaningless for Magneto; or rather, it was just a matter of losing points, which was the best outcome for him.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At this moment, Psylocke, who had been trying to rub against Locke, suddenly had eyes that burned as if she wanted to devour him whole.

Your Majesty! She knew quite well about Hellfire, and that title belonged to only one person: the true king of Hellfire, His Majesty the Black King!

I thought it was just a big fish, but you're telling me it's the king of fish! Who can resist that?!

As soon as the portal opened and Apocalypse landed, an explosion occurred, followed by an angry roar.

"Demon, I sense the darkness within you!"

I won't let you succeed!

"Quick, beast, destroy the helmet, then kill me!"

Apocalypse smiled faintly, casually stopped the beast, and then reached out to restrain Professor X.

The portal opened again, and Apocalypse controlled Professor X to step into it.

"No!"

"Let go of the professor!"

Behind them, painful, hysterical screams echoed continuously, the despair in which anyone could sense.

Locke then taunted Magneto: "Look at his acting, his emotions, and then look at you, you're trash!"