Standards for Distinguishing Gods

With Apocalypse's strength, he could have punched straight through this prison.

However, he had no intention of doing that.

The Guardians of the Galaxy's future team spirit began with this prison break.

There was no need for him to do such a thankless, exhausting task.

After the five of them finished discussing it, Rocket Raccoon quickly found a loophole in the prison and devised an escape plan identical to the original plot.

Star-Lord asked, "Tang, are you coming with us?"

"No. You go on ahead. I'll wait outside."

"Uh... you can get out? Why don't we just follow you, then?"

"You can't follow me for now."

As he spoke, Apocalypse took a step toward the prison's alloy wall.

The wall rippled like water, and Apocalypse passed through it without the slightest obstruction.

By the time Star-Lord and the others came to their senses, he was already outside in space.

Star-Lord, Gamora, Rocket Raccoon, and the others stared blankly at Apocalypse, their eyes filled with shock.

No wonder he said they could not follow him.

Leaving aside whether Apocalypse would even allow them to follow, the outside was the vacuum of space. Going out there without any equipment would be suicide.

In the end, they still had to take the usual prison-break route: steal equipment, steal spacesuits, and steal a ship.

Passing through alloy walls was the Reality Stone's ability.

But that was not what shocked Star-Lord, Gamora, and the others the most. What truly shocked them was that Apocalypse could survive in space with his physical body alone.

Seeing Apocalypse wave at them from outside, everyone looked at one another.

"Quill, is he really from Earth?" Rocket Raccoon asked.

"Probably... He has no reason to lie to us."

Even Star-Lord was no longer sure. Since when had Earthlings become this