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Boom!

The train fell back onto the tracks, with debris and dust swirling around the mountainside.

Magneto stood up calmly from the ground, lowering his head respectfully towards Apocalypse, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Apocalypse. You may address me as Master Apocalypse," Apocalypse responded calmly.

"Yes, Master Apocalypse." Erik bowed his head. This was the second time he had been humbled by someone, the first being Caesar.

"Let's go, my four Horsemen."

Apocalypse waved his hand lightly, opening a purple portal. He glanced at Logan and Azazel, still on the train, and told Erik, "You take care of them." With that, he and the other three Horsemen stepped into the portal.

Erik looked at Logan and Azazel, raising his hands. Logan and Azazel thought Erik was going to confront them, but Erik's target was the Sentinel prototypes on the train. 

Under the influence of his enhanced magnetic field, dozens, even hundreds, of Sentinels flew out from the train's cargo.

"Do as you wish," Erik coldly said, tossing the Sentinels into the purple portal.

After the purple portal vanished, only the wrecked mountainside, the broken tracks, and the abandoned train remained.

"Damn it!"

Logan used his Adamantium claws to cut through the restraining metal plates. As sparks flew, he struggled to stand up from the train roof.

"Logan, I couldn't save Hank and the others."

Azazel knelt on the ground, his fists pounding the train. Logan looked down at him and sighed, "It's not your fault. Those guys were just too strong."

"Not only did we fail to subdue Erik, but we also lost Hank and Alex. How are we going to explain this to the Professor?"

Azazel and Logan were silent, their grief palpable. Suddenly, a burst of blue flames erupted from the train's roof, and three figures emerged from the flames.

"Huh?"

Azazel and Logan looked up in surprise. Among the three were Hank and Alex, who had fallen off the cliff. They were being supported by a mutated young man with blue skin, pointed ears, and a tail.

"You're alright?!" Azazel quickly got up, exclaiming in relief.

"We almost fell to our deaths. This friend here saved us," Hank said, exhaling and patting the mutated young man's shoulder.

Alex also expressed his gratitude, "Thanks, we owe you one."

"Don't mention it." The mutated young man, somewhat flustered, replied, "My name is Nightcrawler. Raven sent me. I'm her friend; she once saved my life too."

Logan raised an eyebrow, curious, "Wait a minute, Nightcrawler, what are your abilities?"

"Teleportation," Nightcrawler said, scratching his head.

Everyone turned their odd looks towards Azazel. Despite their similar sharp ears and tails, and nearly identical abilities, it was clear that the two had an undeniable connection.

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything wrong!" Azazel said, feeling a bit flustered, giving them a sharp look before getting back on topic. "We need to figure out what to do next. Erik took the Sentinels and seems to have joined Apocalypse's group. You saw it yourself; with their overwhelming power, they might actually destroy the world."

Hank suggested, "Let's return to the school. We'll have to see what the Professor's plan is."

As night fell and the moonlight bathed the Xavier Academy building, the third-floor hall was bustling with activity.

Charles sat in his wheelchair by the window, surrounded by the returning X-Men, the revived Raven, and the newly joined Nightcrawler.

After the X-Men team returned and detailed everything about Apocalypse to Charles, he fell into deep thought.

"It can't be a coincidence," Charles mused. "Apocalypse must be the same entity I saw before— the one with the consciousness aura like a black hole. In fact, after you departed, CIA Agent Moira called me. She said that Apocalypse was the first Mutant from millennia ago and was a god who ruled the world in the old era. His minions were the powerful Four Horsemen, and he himself possesses a mutant ability to strip others of their powers."

Hank, looking grave, asked, "Then what is his purpose in coming back to this world?"

"I don't know. There is too much missing information."

Charles considered for a moment and made a decision. "I need to use the Cerebro machine again."

In the basement of the teaching building, in the room with the Cerebro machine.

Under the watchful eyes of Raven and the others, Charles put on the mechanical helmet once more, amplifying his telepathy to its maximum. Soon, he located his target— Erik.

Although Charles was familiar with Erik's consciousness, he was startled to find that Erik's consciousness aura was now more than three times as powerful as before.

"Erik," Charles attempted to call out telepathically.

"Charles?"

In a house with a burning furnace, Erik faced the wall. He was accustomed to sudden mental intrusions and responded telepathically.

Charles: "The man called Apocalypse is dangerous. The Erik I know should not be used by someone who arrogantly claims himself to be a god."

Erik: "He has given me the power I wanted, enough to overturn this world. I am no longer the Erik you knew."

As Erik and Charles communicated telepathically, Apocalypse, who was also in the room, noticed and turned his gaze towards Erik. His eyes flickered with a faint white light. "My, such a marvelous ability."

"Master Apocalypse, what did you see?" Archangel asked.

Apocalypse remained silent, his eyes glowing brighter.

Meanwhile, Charles, who was linked to Erik in the basement, suddenly trembled violently. His eyes flickered with strange white light, and he murmured, "Thank you for giving me access to your mind."

"This makes things much simpler."

Apocalypse remotely seized control of Charles's mind, extending his consciousness across the globe. He targeted the military personnel holding nuclear missile codes in the superpowers and issued a telepathic command: "Launch the nuclear missiles immediately!"

At that moment.

In a New York military base, all personnel stood up in shock, staring at the control center screen, which displayed a chilling message: "Nuclear missiles have been launched simultaneously from the U.S., Germany, and Russia…"

"Targets?" The commander asked, his throat dry.

"Into the sky. All nuclear missiles have been launched into the sky!"

That night, countless people witnessed nuclear missiles, symbols of death, being launched into the night sky.

"There is no need for superpowers to exist. Everything should be reduced to ashes, and on this foundation, a new mutant civilization will be built!"

Apocalypse raised his hands. The hundreds or thousands of nuclear missiles that had reached near space slightly adjusted their trajectories, with their warheads now aimed at the blue Earth below.

Just as Apocalypse was about to direct the nuclear missiles to bombard the Earth, the roof of the building where he was located was blasted open, and a towering figure fell from the sky, landing right in front of Apocalypse!

(End of Chapter)

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