You Said It Was Fifty-Fifty-So Which One Was Fifty?

"What New Gods Old Gods? They're making themselves sound so inexplicable..."

Russell scoffed, curling his lip as he continued, "I don't believe in God, not out of a sense of superiority, but because there has never been a God in the world. The so-called God is a belief, or rather, a kind of goodness that exists in the heart, a belief that represents all good virtues."

Everyone in the room listened in silence. The little wings on Russell's back, coupled with his words, had a significant impact on them.

"For those who believe in me, the gate of holy light will always be open; for those who do not believe in me, the gate of holy light will still remain. If you cannot do this, then do not boast that you are a god; the gods will reject you!"

Russell looked at Apocalypse with disdain. "Someone like you who relies on great power to conquer the world with fear... can only be called a false god. Even the devil is better than you. At least the devil knows about equivalent exchange."

"Nonsense!"

Apocalypse's large blue face stretched out. "I have surpassed humanity and other Mutants on the path of evolution. I am the undisputed god."

Russell shrugged. "According to your theory of the supremacy of power, gods are worthless, and even divided into different ranks. Compared to that big shot just now, you're just a nobody. So here's the question: if I really had to choose a god to worship, why would I abandon that big shot and choose you?"

Apocalypse snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "Because I am stronger than you, it's that simple."

"..."

I try to reason with you, you talk about faith; I try to talk about faith, you talk about fists; I try to talk about fists, and you say I'm weak!

Can we even have a conversation now?

Russell scratched his head and realized that Apocalypse was absolutely right; he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

If there's no room for negotiation, then let's fight! What's the point of him working out? Isn't it to get that Silly Bird to talk to him properly?

With the Holy Light Longsword in hand, Russell didn't rush to use the Character Card. If this Apocalypse was only of average strength and far from being invincible, he could take this opportunity to gain some experience and use the Storm Ororo Character Card to familiarize himself with his early template.

Magneto's Character Card might be useful; it could bring some unexpected benefits, just like the Skill Card from Railgun. If it's really just Iron Man, then let's just pretend he didn't say anything.

"Old Gods, I accept your challenge. I will use your fall to illuminate the most dazzling gem on my throne." Apocalypse's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The over-the-top, childish tone made Russell's teeth ache. He brandished his Holy Light Longsword and accelerated, dashing to the front of Apocalypse.

The blazing white lightsaber slashed down heavily, and Russell used the starting move passed down through generations of mages... a jumping slash!

Speaking of jump attacks, he thought of the mature Maiar, then Magneto, and then realized that the Mutant Academy wasn't a good place for fighting. Too many people and too many eyes could easily cause friendly fire, and if some unlucky hero died because of him, that would be a real mess.

With this in mind, Russell narrowed his eyes and quickly devised a battle plan. The moment he made contact with Apocalypse, he would use a teleportation card to take the opponent away.

Boom!!

A brilliant white light fixed on Apocalypse's head. In the brief burst of Electric Arc, an invisible defensive shield appeared around Apocalypse. He used his outward-emitting energy field to block the Holy Light Sword.

Russell landed on his feet and, seeing that Apocalypse remained motionless, immediately sheathed his sword and changed his move, switching from slashing to thrusting. The surging light pierced through the barrier like lightning, causing cracks to appear on its surface, resembling broken eggshells.

Squeak!!

Accompanied by a piercing grinding sound, the Holy Light Longsword slowly penetrated the energy field, its inherent Holy Flame attack rapidly eroding the invisible energy.

"Is that all?" Apocalypse sneered, his tone extremely disdainful.

Russell was greatly alarmed and hurriedly drew his Holy Light Longsword, but he was a step too slow and the large hand that Apocalypse had pressed down on him gripped the blade tightly.

The Holy Light Longsword formed by the angel's sword quickly dimmed, and the energy it contained was absorbed into Apocalypse's body. Even the Holy Flame attached to Apocalypse's arm gradually extinguished.

Russell's expression changed, and he stepped back two paces. The situation was a bit tricky; the intensity of Apocalypse's energy absorption was somewhat unexpected.

It's not that Angel's Power can't be absorbed, but judging from how easily Apocalypse absorbed it, breaking through his energy absorption limit would require wasting a huge amount of Angel's Power.

We can't do this kind of unprofitable business!

Russell reached for the Adamantium Blade on his back, recalling that Apocalypse had the ability to reconstruct matter. He abandoned the idea of melee combat. With Apocalypse's abilities, let alone weapons, everyone else was basically naked in front of him.

In this situation, only the Apocalypse Character Card can be equipped.

Russell was extremely frustrated to be forced into a 50/50 situation again; he didn't want it to be this way either.

"Hehehe..."

Looking at the hesitant Russell, Apocalypse inadvertently revealed a hint of disdain. "Old Gods, your funeral should Kanon, not a place where no one knows you. I said I would make you the most shining jewel on my throne, so I cannot let you die in obscurity."

As he spoke, a purple sphere of force opened up behind Apocalypse. He stepped into it, but then felt something was missing and turned to look at Storm Ororo.

Apocalypse was preparing to retreat, but Ororo, one of the Four Horsemen, chickened out. Comparing Russell and Apocalypse's characters, and looking at the miserable state of 'Angel' Warren, she lowered her head and remained silent, refusing to leave with Apocalypse.

This was the right choice. Although the X-Men's strength was far from enough to contend with Apocalypse, and the highly anticipated Russell suffered repeated setbacks, looking at the long term, leaving with Apocalypse meant being a slave, and if they were unlucky, they would have to spend the night in the basement.

"Snort!"

Apocalypse gave a cold snort without expression, then teleported away alone, never once glancing at Warren.

After Apocalypse left, the garden remained silent for a long time. The oppressive atmosphere cast an inescapable shadow over everyone's hearts. Several times they wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say.

"Where are Wade and the others? Did they run away?" Russell wasn't too emotional; he was a little unaccustomed to not hearing the Silly Bird chatterbox for a while.

"Over there, the X-Force just clashed head-on with Apocalypse and were completely defeated."

Guided by Mystique, Russell found the three Deadpool.

Psylocke was alright, though she had a minor foot injury and couldn't move for the time being. Logan and Deadpool were buried underground by Apocalypse. On the bare ground, two hands stretched out, one holding a pistol, the other with three claws extended from it, making them highly recognizable.

Russell used his Digging Holes skills to pull the two out of the ground. Fortunately, they were Immortal Body. If it were anyone else, they would have been buried for so long that they could have harvested the crops next year after watering them.

"I'm really impressed. I never expected you to go head-to-head with Apocalypse. I thought you would run away."

"Russell, are you looking down on me?" Deadpool said unhappily. "Deadpool may have enemies he can't beat, but when have I ever run away? If it weren't for Blueskin's good luck, I could have cut him in half with that one slash."

Logan rolled his eyes and said, "Wake up. You didn't even draw your sword. Apocalypse buried you because it couldn't stand your foul mouth, and we all got caught up in it."

"So that's how it is!" Russell suddenly realized. That's right, dying from being a chatterbox is the correct way to portray Deadpool.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, the situation was like this..."

When his boast was exposed, Deadpool jumped up from the ground and, in front of Russell, played both roles, perfectly recreating the situation.

Deadpool puffed out his chest and declared passionately, "Silly Bird, if I were you, I wouldn't mess with Deadpool. He's assembled a super team, and he's unstoppable!"

Tian (si) Qi (shi): "..."

Russell was completely bewildered. He had expected five thousand words, but Deadpool finished it in one sentence. He asked, puzzled, "And then, what did Apocalypse say?"

Deadpool shrugged. "I don't know, because I was already underground by then."

"..."

Damn it, after all that talk, you still haven't drawn your sword!

Deadpool asked, "And what about you? How's it going? Did you clash with Apocalypse?"

Russell sighed, "If it weren't for Blueskin's good luck, I definitely could have killed him with that sword. It's such a pity."

Deadpool blinked; the words sounded familiar, "So, Apocalypse wasn't stabbed?"

"Yeah, I scared it away!"

The two Silly Bird's conversation was entirely fake, except for the words. Logan, who was straightforward, couldn't take it anymore, so he helped the neglected Psylocke up and returned to the academy building.

Deadpool and Russell stared at each other. After three seconds, Deadpool questioned, "Dude, you told me before that you and Apocalypse were evenly matched, but why did you..."

Not wanting to be looked down upon by Silly Bird, Russell defended himself. "Excuse me, that was just an accident. If Apocalypse dares to appear in front of me again, it'll be a 50/50 chance from the start."

"Okay, then tell me the truth, in this 50/50 situation you're talking about... who's the 50?"

"..."

Deadpool's words, seemingly Silly Bird, were actually full of great wisdom. Russell sensed his distrust in them, but before he could speak, there were exclamations from not far away.

Spatial fluctuations!

Russell turned around hastily, the purple energy shield dissipated, and one of the X-Men- Men was missing— Charles was gone.

A surprise attack from the Apocalypse!

"Hey buddy, you broke your promise again."

Deadpool sidled up to Russell with a cheeky grin, poked him on the shoulder, and said sarcastically, "That was just an accident. Apocalypse dares to show up in front of me again, it'll be a 50/50 chance from the start."

Russell subconsciously reached for his waist, only to find nothing, before realizing that Desert Eagle had already retrieved his Space Ring.

Deadpool continued his smug antics, "50/50? You really think I can't count? If you can go 50/50, then how come the bald guy who isn't bald can..."

Bang!

Deadpool collapsed with a thud, and Russell wiped the blood from his cheek. "Silly Bird, I said 'Apocalypse dares to show itself in front of me again,' and it hasn't shown itself in front of me yet!"

"..."

Deadpool didn't say anything, Russell knew he was in the wrong. He spat on Deadpool's 'corpse', put away his gun, and walked away.