Chapter 568： End of battle

Chapter 568 End of the battle

This unilaterally crushed alternative battle not only shattered the apocalypse of the apocalypse, but also allowed him to understand the ancient Chinese saying from the body to the body and mind.

There are people outside, there are days outside the sky.

As if to remember today's lesson, Apocalypse does not wear steel armor, but keeps a dry and thin old body, only transforms a simple cloak in vitro, looks simple and simple, just like An old servant bowed his head to the side of Caesar, waiting for his command and sent.

Even if the followers of the Apocalypse came to him, they probably wouldn't recognize it. The old slaves who were half-step in front of them would be the old world gods who once ruled the earth.

After all, even the three knights almost couldn’t recognize the apocalypse.

"Apocalypse, can you get rid of your pyramid?"

Caesar held the piano and toeded the hard floor of the altar hall and asked the apocalypse on the side.

"Of course, you can have less master." Tianqi nodded, and the thin hands pressed down, and there was a magnificent pyramid of mountains. With a violent tremor, the cracks began to burst from the outside to the inside, and the crumbling collapsed. Open.

"After three minutes, it will completely collapse and disappear from the city forever."

The apocalypse looked at the pyramid that began to collapse, and there were still some cherished colors in his eyes. This was the last step he had once led to the throne.

"Then we are ready to leave. The battle over Washington should be coming to an end."

Caesar held the piano and looked to the west of the sky. At this moment, the faint "squeaky" sound came to the ear, and he remembered the existence of another person in the altar.

"Charles, I almost forgot you..."

Caesar smiled and walked with the little piano in the direction of the stone bed. Charles had no way to vomit, like a dog, squatting on a stone bed that had already collapsed.

The apocalypse kept up with Caesar's pace and was quickly stopped by the storm lady in the Three Knights. "Apocalypse!"

The pace of the Apocalypse paused, slowly turned, and the body that had been squatting was lifted up, looking up at the three angels in front of him, and said with a blank expression: "I am not an apocalypse, I am only a Caesar lord. An old servant, you must remember it later."

"What did we do when we started the day?"

The stormy woman's eyes wide open, and the apocalypse changed to subvert her life. In her mind, the apocalypse is always a **** high.

The archangel and the genie are silent. They are all homeless people, mutants who are rejected by ordinary people.

"I am no longer an apocalypse, you are no longer a knight. Where to go, where to go, how can you go anyway?"

The apocalypse threw this sentence, turned and left, and walked toward the stone bed where Caesar was.

"Apocalypse adults."

The stormy female eyes were filled with tears and wanted to keep up. The result was pulled by the nymph. She looked back at Lingdie, and Lingdie shook her head and shook her head, not to go forward.

"He is no longer the apocalyptic adult we know, his god, wildness, self-esteem, etc., almost everything has been defeated."

The archangel screamed, the steel wings vibrated, and flew toward the sky outside the pyramid, leaving only a hurricane in the field.

"Yes. The way forward, it is up to us to choose, how to go."

Lingdie took the arms of the storm woman and said with emotion.

"Apocalypse adults."

The stormy woman looked at the back of the apocalypse, listening to the words of the butterfly, suddenly remembered, an orphanage that he had previously propped up through theft.

It seems that it is not homeless.

After Caesar untied Charles, Charles got up from the stone bed, looked at the apocalypse standing on one side in a complicated way, and looked at Caesar sincerely and sighed: "It's yours."

His telepathy is in front of the apocalypse, and there is no power to fight back. He can take such a powerful apocalypse as a slave, and no one can believe it.

But this is Superman Caesar. No one knows how strong he is. The miracle is in his hand, as if it is simple and ordinary.

Charles looked around and saw that the three knights had left, shaking the collapsed pyramid, only their group of people, could not help but ask: "Hanke, Rogan, what about them?"

"At the White House in Washington, I was fighting Eric and the sentinel he controlled. Now, the battle over there should be almost over."

Caesar still knows this. When he came to New York, the piano was already perceived.

When Charles heard it, he hurriedly said, "What are you waiting for? Go to Washington! Wan Wang and X-Men squad, no one wants to see anything."

"Apocalypse." Caesar's apocalypse to the side made his eyes look down.

"Understand, less master."

The Apocalypse immediately raised its left hand and exerted its own transmission ability. On the pyramid altar hall, summoned a portal of purple light sources.

Caesar took the piano hand and took the lead to enter, Charles followed closely, and Apocalypse walked to the end.

Shortly after everyone left, this pyramid, which appeared in the center of New York for only half an hour, was like a miraculous pyramid. The earthquake landslides continued to collapse until it formed a radius of about 500 meters, like a meteorite impacting the surface. Weird potholes.

This battle was also called the battle of the gods in later generations. Even in New York City, a rare tourist destination - of course, these are all words.

The former site of the White House in Washington.

Why do you say the old site?

Because the center of the White House is the center, and the area of ​​100 meters is seemingly baptized by war, it has already become completely unrecognizable.

The iconic White House building has only a few scattered white tiles. The original green courtyard grass was pitted at this time. Looking at it, the ground is full of the wreckage of the sentinel, and the smoke is rolling into the sky.

In the tragic battle.

When the last generation of sentinels fell, Wolverine Rogan, the deformed female Ruiwen, the beast Hank, Pete Fast Silver, Alex, the Red Devil Asazzo, and the Nightwalker, the seven people who were bruised and brutally, were determined Step forward, surrounded by Eric, who is standing alone in the ruins.

The Sentinel Legion is strong and strong, but after all, it is a generation of sentinels who are not perfect and have no learning and evolutionary functions. In the face of the powerful members of the future, such as Rogan, Alex and Fast Silver, they are defeated one by one.

"Eric, it's over." Ruiwen picked up a special pistol and aimed at Wang Wang.

Wan magnetic king's helmet was half broken, holding the injured left abdomen, looking at the surrounding X-Men members, cold channel: "When is the end, what I said is counted."

"Uncle, you have to have a limit." Quick silver sighed, because of some guess in his heart, he really did not want to force the magnetic king to the end.

"Kid, what do you know. You all come together! To win the victory, only one side will fall down completely!"

Wan Wang Wang stood proudly, his hands raised, and all the objects around him were floating in disregard of gravity.

The members of the X-Men were nervous and nervous, just in the beginning of the battle--

"Stop it, just give me a face."

From the familiar voice, all the people on the field, including the Wanwang King, suddenly stopped moving. Looking at the sound source, a purple portal was visible, which appeared in the middle of the two sides.

(End of this chapter)