Breaking Through Space-Time!

Ever since Caesar and Apocalypse, master and servant, came to Magneto's home as guests, another structure had appeared deep in these remote mountains. Not far beyond a mountain ridge from the original villa stood a glittering, sacred pyramid.

Magneto's twin young daughters—Wanda and Lorna—had both taken Apocalypse as their master. Apocalypse would use the summer vacation to teach them how to develop and wield their powerful mutant abilities.

Caesar had temporarily settled in as well. The pyramid Apocalypse had created with his mutant ability was vast inside, comparable to an enormous ancient castle. As for their three daily meals, Magneto's household provided them, with Quicksilver running errands and delivering food every day.

Just like that, a week passed in the blink of an eye.

Neither Caesar nor Apocalypse had much concrete awareness or sense of time.

After all, Superman's Kryptonian bloodline and physique naturally resisted aging. As for Apocalypse, though he looked old, he was already several thousand years old. Even if he lived another thousand years, he still would not die.

Their genes were truly different from ordinary humans, and by nature, they were no longer within the scope of humanity.

That morning, the sky was overcast.

A chilly wind howled through the air, while dark clouds gathered above the forest, signaling imminent rain.

Yet on the open-air plaza atop the pyramid, none of them paid the weather any mind.

"Master, I did it!" Wanda cried joyfully, raising her fair, tender hands. Clusters of energy resembling crimson mist emerged from within her body, spreading and swirling under the control of her hands.

"Not bad. After a week, you can finally trigger it naturally." Apocalypse nodded cheerfully, his aged and gaunt body hunched over. He truly looked no different from a kind and benevolent old man.

"I can do it