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Chapter 317

The Final Strike

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Thor was so anxious he was nearly in tears. "Brother, where are you hurt? Let's see if there's anything we can do."

Apocalypse gave a bitter smile. "My soul is injured. There's no cure."

"My soul came from the Creator Dimension. I thought it far surpassed anything in this world and could never be harmed."

"Who would have thought I'd encounter the Heart of the Universe, also from the Creator Dimension?"

"That bastard One Above All... who knows what he was thinking, throwing his heart around everywhere..."

Every time Apocalypse took a Recovery Potion, it repaired his body, but not his soul.

It was just that Apocalypse's soul had never been injured before, so he had not noticed this. He had assumed Recovery Potions were omnipotent.

But upon closer thought, there had long been signs.

Nick Fury had used the Recovery Potions left behind for S.H.I.E.L.D. on warriors who had just died, but they had been ineffective.

For someone who had just died, their soul had only just left their body.

Those with fortune would go to the Soul Realm; those without it would completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

Either way, their souls were still nearby.

Yet no matter how perfectly their bodies were preserved, Recovery Potions could not revive them.

That proved that Recovery Potions only worked on the physical body and did not include the soul.

Everyone had always known that Recovery Potions could not bring back the dead, but they had never considered it from the level of the soul.

Until now.

After Apocalypse and Thanos had exchanged thousands upon thousands of blows, the Heart of the Universe's power had eroded his soul, nearly grinding Apocalypse out of existence on a spiritual level.

Only then did he discover the limitations of the Recovery Potion.

If they

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