Time is like water, invisible and formless, always witnessing the development of things unconsciously.
"Shasha..."
Through the window of the wooden house, you can see that the sky is somewhat gloomy and gray, with thin gray clouds gathering.
The trees not far away swayed with the blowing wind, and the leaves rustled as the branches swayed.
Slightly moist air filled the nasal cavity, bringing a bit of coolness. At the same time, it also required more effort to breathe, making people feel nervous unconsciously.
On the small hill, at the base of Apocalypse's wooden house, there were a few sparse figures standing in the cleared space outside.
Professor Charles, he finally decided to see what Apocalypse was going to do and see if Apocalypse would become the next person to make butterfly specimens.
Following Erik and Hank, they arrived here, in the living room of the wooden house, followed by a group of familiar or unfamiliar people, quietly waiting for Apocalypse to appear.
Logan Needless to say, naturally here, as for the person he brought, there is only Quicksilver.
After all, time is running out, and people in the future are still waiting for changes in the present. They just need to find some people to be the spreaders of Sentry Armor.
And who is more suitable to spread Sentry Armor everywhere than Quicksilver, the speedster?
In addition, there are the members of Brotherhood of Mutants who were recovered by Raven.
There are also a few ordinary people who were found by Professor Charles and hope to live in peace with Mutants... They will be the first batch of ordinary people to get Sentry Armor.
No one spoke, but their eyes glanced at the empty lounge chair in the middle of the living room, which was the seat of Apocalypse.
Even the people standing, leaning, or simply lying on the ground outside the wooden house stretched their necks into the living room, expecting, doubting, eager, and excited...
The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, the light is beginning to dim, the breeze is getting stronger, and the swaying trees under the hills are like the audience that set off the atmosphere for the singers on the stage, with their hands constantly swinging.
The sound of rustling branches and leaves is like the fluctuating heartbeat of everyone, urging and shouting!
--Brush!
An ordinary person staring closely at the recliner subconsciously rubbed his eyes. The blue figure of Apocalypse was lying there lazily before his retinas could react.
When his eyes saw it, he realized that there was an extra person on the couch.
"Wow!!!"
Others reacted faster than this ordinary person. People outside the wooden house crowded into the living room at once. They squeezed in close to each other, but always left an open space for Apocalypse.
They didn't speak, but their bloodshot eyes and their rapid breathing were all silent urgings.
When they decided to come here, they already knew about the existence of Apocalypse and his wonderful ideas. After how long, they Mutants finally ushered in the dawn of dawn.
They didn't dare to speak because they were afraid that Apocalypse had given them hope but would not be able to complete it.
Erik, Raven, Charles, Hank, Logan, Pietro...
Everyone was staring straight at Apocalypse, making him feel uncomfortable and having goosebumps all over his body.
"Pa! Don't worry, since I said it, I will definitely do it!"
Apocalypse hit the Snap and straightened up from the recliner. He knew what they were worried about and did not joke. He looked at everyone honestly and finally showed a smile.
"Whew!!!"
For a moment, the sounds of relief were so unified that they sounded like a deep roar.
"Damn it! I knew you could do it!"
As the executor of the Days of Future Past plan, Logan's pressure is undoubtedly higher than that of everyone else. Even though he didn't have any special reaction during this period, he just buried all his thoughts in his heart.
Apocalypse looked at Logan's fists that were clenched white. Of course, he understood the pressure on him to change his plans for his own unique ideas. He immediately stood up and patted his shoulders comfortingly, and then received an unhappy look from Logan.
Without looking at Logan, Apocalypse glanced around. He saw the expectation in everyone's eyes, and finally nodded to Erik.
"Whew...!"
After receiving Apocalypse's instruction and receiving Apocalypse's information transmission in advance, Erik immediately turned around to face everyone, and everyone else's eyes followed him.
Pursing his lips, Erik suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. At this moment, Mutants's future would be shaped by him himself.
"My dear brothers and sisters... today... is a day worth remembering in our hearts forever!"
"Mutants compatriots from other worlds--Mr. Apocalypse."
Erik's palm guided Apocalypse, and he nodded in cooperation.
"Creates an opportunity for us... an opportunity to be at the top of the world from now on!"
"I will guide you through the first prayer ceremony. From now on... the future of Mutants will depend on the efforts of all of us!"
Erik is worthy of being called the man Magneto. Although it is just a few plain words, there is a feeling of passion and generosity coming out of his mouth.
The people in the living room had different expressions and still restrained themselves from speaking, but their emotions were undoubtedly aroused.
The flushed face, the heavy breathing, the trembling body, and the light in the eyes are all repeating - Come on! Come on!
Erik observed everyone's expressions, nodded silently, and then... he took out a piece of chalk, pinched it with two fingers, and showed it in front of everyone.
At the same time, Apocalypse waved his hand to put away the recliner and walked next to Kuaiyin, who was looking at him with raised eyebrows.
Under everyone's gaze, Erik squatted in the space about two meters in diameter that had just been vacated, and began to draw something on the ground with a piece of chalk.
First, Erik drew a circle around the open space, and then he drew a square in the middle of the circle.
Everyone was waiting for him to continue drawing, but Erik simply let go and threw away the chalk, and then reached into his pocket again.
Then under everyone's wide-eyed gaze... he took out a handful of iron balls.
Erik could feel the doubts of others without raising his head, and the hot gazes made his scalp numb.
He sped up the movements of his hands and quickly placed iron balls at each corner and middle point of each side of the square pattern, and finally placed an iron ball in the middle of the square pattern.
At this point, Erik stopped moving and stood up.
Without hesitation, Erik spoke in a hoarse voice, "King of Kings... Lord of Almighty... Source of Power... I pray sincerely... ask for your attention... Give me a contract... Give me strength!"
As his words fell, the originally ordinary patterns under his feet suddenly emitted golden light, and in a trance, everyone saw a vast and boundless world.
In the transparent world barrier, there are eight layers of world going up layer by layer. Except for the three layers below that contain specific things, the five layers above are still chaos.
A ray of golden light passed through the edges of the three worlds below one after another, until it reached Third Heaven. It seemed that it had received permission, and the golden light penetrated with a sudden force.
They could only vaguely see the golden light rolling around a black island and the surrounding silver sea water, breaking through the world barrier and disappearing in an instant.