I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

I have finished translating this fanfic, IMUC (I Am In Marvel With Unlimited Cards) and have posted all the advanced chapters on Patreon. (https://www.patreon.com/c/marvel6395). You can read all the advanced chapters there.

The scene was akin to a falling star.

The three-story villa was being torn apart from the rooftop downward, layer by layer, until the ground floor. As the towering figure landed, the floor cracked like a spiderweb with shattered tiles being thrown up, and dust was whipped into a swirling storm.

The gust of wind made the clothes of those inside flap violently, including Magneto and the four Horsemen. They crouched down to reduce the impact pressure, shielding their faces with their hands, and for a moment, they could barely open their eyes.

"What is that?" 

Archangel, with his metallic wings extended, flapped them vigorously to counter the descending windstorm. Gradually, the dust settled, and visibility improved inside the room.

Beneath the rooftop hole, standing above the pit, was a golden-haired youth in casual beachwear. His eyes, bright like stars, were calm as he stood about three meters in front of Apocalypse.

"Who is he?" The other three Horsemen felt a sense of familiarity, as if they had seen him before, but only Magneto, and Erik, shivered and exclaimed, "Caesar?"

"Oh, you're here too, Erik."

Caesar casually greeted Erik, then turned his attention to Apocalypse, shrugging. "It Seems that I have finally caught the big fish. If you hadn't come out, I wouldn't have known where to find you."

Apocalypse said nothing as most of his consciousness was still connected to Charles's mind. He was focused on manipulating numerous nuclear missiles to destroy Earth's civilization. At this critical moment, he could only issue a command to the four Horsemen: "Stop him…"

The moment the Horsemen heard the order, Caesar vanished from their sight and appeared in front of Apocalypse in an instant and his right fist struck Apocalypse's chest.

A Superman punch.

Apocalypse's chest visibly caved in from the punch, and with a loud boom, he was hurled backward. 

Apocalypse felt as if he had been hit by a super-powerful shockwave as he smashed through the wall of the first-floor room, and with unabated speed, crashed into an artificial mountain in the yard, causing it to collapse in a thunderous crash.

Caesar shook his head and said with a hint of exasperation, "I'm right here, treat me like a person! I can be pretty strong when I get serious."

The other three Horsemen, except Magneto, were stunned. Any Mutant before Apocalypse had no chance to fight back, and this was the first time they had seen Apocalypse defeated.

In the basement of the Xavier Academy, the X-Men's underground room.

Charles suddenly broke free from some kind of restraint, ripped off the mechanical helmet, and gasped for breath, his pale face dripping with sweat.

"Charles, are you alright?" Raven stepped forward and supported Charles's shoulders, her voice filled with concern.

Not only her but everyone present had been terrified, unsure of what had happened to Charles.

Charles, still shaken, clutched his heaving chest. "I was trying to communicate with Erik, but Apocalypse detected me. He's so powerful that he directly took control of my mind and used telepathy to make the superpowers launch nuclear missiles. Earth was nearly destroyed!"

The X-Men members present gasped in shock. Just hearing about it sent shivers down their spines, realizing they had come dangerously close to death.

"What now?" Raven asked quickly.

Charles clenched his fists. "It's Caesar! Caesar is fighting Apocalypse!"

…

Seeing Caesar knock Apocalypse away, the three Horsemen's eyes turned red with fury. Storm's hair stood on end in anger, white electrical currents flowed around her, and the sky roared with thunder in response to her rage.

"Who do you think you are? That's a god you are fighting!"

Storm shouted in fury, levitating in the air. She raised her hands toward Caesar, and a lightning bolt split the sky in two, crashing down upon him.

"Sorry, if he's a god, then I'm godlike... oh no, more like beyond god."

Caesar coldly raised his gaze, his eyes glowing with intensity. His gaze turned into solid laser beams, clashing with the descending lightning.

"Kill him!"

The other Horsemen sprang into action. The Archangel flapped his metallic wings, sending three steel feathers flying like arrows. Psylocke used her telekinesis to materialize her psychic energy into weapons and threw them.

Caesar made no attempt to dodge, letting the steel feathers and psychic blades strike his chest. There was a series of sharp, metallic clangs as the blades and feathers, which could cut through stone like tofu, shattered into pieces.

"What?!"

The Archangel and Psylocke were stunned, unable to believe their eyes. Was this really a body made of flesh and blood, or something like a steel suit?

"Ahhhhhh!" Storm roared in frustration, but she was struggling to maintain her energy.

The summoned lightning and X-beams intertwined, merging and repelling each other. The resultant energy surged outward, causing the entire building to disintegrate into dust.

Storm, the Archangel, and Psylocke were knocked unconscious by the shockwaves, lying on the ground. Only Caesar stood proudly, while Erik, who was ten meters away, protected himself with a magnetic shield and managed to survive.

"Caesar, Caesar." Erik, surrounded by a powerful magnetic field, watched Caesar intently. He roared in anger, unleashing a tremendous magnetic force.

'Vroom—'

The ground trembled violently. Objects within a hundred-meter radius— houses, foundations, cars— floated into the air. The powerful magnetic field created a vortex, pressing down on Caesar.

Caesar smiled, his aura intensifying. Without any other movements, he clenched his right fist and struck upward with all his might.

A serious punch!

'Boom!!!'

The super-strong magnetic field was shattered before it could fully descend. Caesar's punch not only obliterated everything above him but also shattered the intangible magnetic field, causing the turbulent air currents to disrupt and clear the sky of clouds.

The moonlight illuminated Erik's figure, who was still holding his hands up.

Erik stared up in stunned disbelief at Caesar, who hovered slightly above the ground, and then, with a sorrowful smile, knelt on the ground.

Despite all his efforts to increase his power, develop his abilities, and even sell his soul for Apocalypse's enhancement, he was still unable to shake Caesar even a little bit.

Caesar was right; if Apocalypse was considered a god, then he himself was an existence beyond even gods.

"You just took one punch from me, and you're already down?"

Caesar looked in the direction where Apocalypse had been sent flying earlier but saw no movement. Opening his senses, he realized that Apocalypse had already abandoned the Horsemen and left.

"Where did he run off to?" Caesar frowned slightly.

In the X-Men's underground basement.

Under the watchful eyes of Charles and his team, a purple portal opened. Apocalypse, nursing his injured chest with the imprint of Caesar's punch, stepped out and coldly fixed his gaze on Charles, who was seated in his wheelchair.

**(End of Chapter)**