"My protective force field has never been breached. Ron, your power is indeed close to mine."
At first, he could hold on, but after a few seconds, Apocalypse's protective force field gradually became difficult to sustain, showing signs of breaking. Yet, he showed no panic, only a hint of appreciation, and slowly said,
"Tsk!"
The force field was breached, and his body was instantly pierced without obstruction, two bloody holes appearing in his chest.
"You can't kill me, Ron."
But Apocalypse acted as if his body wasn't injured, his expression unchanged, his tone stating a fact.
"You don't know what kind of power it takes to kill me."
As he spoke, his wounds, from which not a single drop of blood flowed, healed in the blink of an eye. Sand and dust gathered at his feet, coiling and clinging.
Apocalypse's body continuously grew taller, enduring the crackling of lightning, transforming into a giant made of sand and earth, dozens of meters high.
He stomped his foot, and the earth cracked, dozens of miles of ground shaking, like a god.
"Is that so?"
Facing Apocalypse's contemptuous words, Ron's expression was indifferent. He flew into the air, radiating an awe-inspiring divine might.
Lightning sparked in his eyes, and he clenched his hand.
A spear made of golden lightning condensed and was hurled out!
"Crack!"
The next instant, Apocalypse, at the center of the transformed sand and earth giant, was suddenly pierced through, his expression subtly changing.
This power…
"You feel it, don't you?"
Ron gazed calmly at Apocalypse, clearly seeing a hint of surprise on his face through his x-ray vision.
Apocalypse was indeed difficult to kill. Although he didn't have an indestructible physical defense—an ordinary person could wound him with a knife—he possessed the ability to manipulate his own molecules, allowing him to freely deform, enlarge or shrink, and even reconstruct his body.
"Only by annihilating all the molecules that make up your body can you be killed."
"This is indeed very difficult."
"But how do you know I can't do it?"
In the original plot, Apocalypse never took Magneto and Professor X seriously from beginning to end. His confidence stemmed from the fact that he could stand there and let people try to kill him, and no one could finish him off.
"You can't do it."
He stated the method to kill Apocalypse, his calm retort making Apocalypse frown deeply. The sand and dust giant he had become roared, pointing a finger.
"Gods are immortal!"
Like a divine command, the earth transformed into a surging river, and a massive torrent of earth rushed towards Ron in mid-air.
Ron shot thick energy rays from his palm, shattering and parting the powerful earth torrents. His body suddenly broke the sound barrier, passing through the earth torrents, instantly arriving in front of the sand and earth giant's chest, and throwing a punch!
"Bang!"
The air boiled like water, churning and bubbling, and a visible White airwave exploded with a roar.
Along with the explosion was the giant body made of sand and earth. The nearly ten-thousand-ton giant, dozens of meters high, was actually sent flying, soaring over a thousand meters.
His body enveloped in lightning, he instantly pursued at a speed of hundreds of times the speed of sound.
He punched the same spot again, several thumping blows, and the chest was shattered, forcing Apocalypse's body to be revealed.
As Ron prepared to throw another punch, Apocalypse, who hadn't reacted initially, his eyes rapidly twitching, caught his movement. The soil on the giant's chest condensed into an earth shield, blocking the blow.
Under his ability to control inorganic molecules, the sand and earth, which should have crumbled with one blow, displayed a hardness comparable to Adamantium.
"Bang!"
A deafening thud echoed between heaven and earth.
"Whoosh!"
Taking advantage of this blocked blow, Apocalypse instantly repaired his body. The giant's fist, dozens of meters tall, compressed the air as if it were solid, heavily swinging a punch at Ron.
Ron expressionlessly fired an Impact energy wave to block.
He and Apocalypse, who manipulated sand and earth, fought intensely.
With every collision, heaven and earth trembled.
Although Ron possessed the ability to annihilate molecules under the influence of his condensed divine power, it wasn't something he could do easily, especially since Apocalypse also had self-healing abilities.
"Unless there's an opportunity to completely evaporate and annihilate Apocalypse from existence in one blow, it won't be that simple."
The giant body condensed by Apocalypse was not just enormous; it also concentrated his inherent abilities. Every punch was like a mountain crashing down.
Ron hadn't experienced the feeling of being injured in a long time. He was occasionally sent flying, and after taking a few hits, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. However, Apocalypse couldn't always block his attacks in time either.
Fists containing unimaginable immense power, plasma energy beams, and lightning strikes carrying terrifying force.
The giant's body was constantly broken apart, split open, or melted into lava. After the giant's body was breached, Apocalypse's fragile body would immediately suffer heavy damage, sometimes reduced to just a head, or even a puddle of flesh.
Even when his head was smashed, he did not lose consciousness.
Simple sand and earth, under Apocalypse's control, gathered into a torrent, harder than steel, more violent than a tsunami, and swifter than a storm.
As expected of someone worshipped as a god by Egypt in ancient times, he displayed overwhelming power to the fullest, capable of changing the terrain at will, making plains rise into hills.
The two appeared almost evenly matched, battling back and forth across the land.
Template recorded: [Mutant Apocalypse: 1.8 million]
During the battle, Ron took a moment to glance at his panel.
"Purchasing Apocalypse's template actually costs 1.8 million ability points."
"However, this doesn't represent his true strength."
The reason Apocalypse's template required so many ability points was primarily because he possessed too many abilities, and their cumulative total reached this number.
He attacked even more vigorously. Initially, he only slightly used his divine power, resulting in a stalemate. He began to utilize more of the vast divine power within his body.
"I just need to save enough divine power for the final fatal blow."
Golden lightning crackled around Ron's body, his speed and strength both surged dramatically, and his attacks became even more ferocious.
Apocalypse's giant body appeared cumbersome and bloated, constantly being shattered. His opportunities to injure Ron became fewer and fewer, and he was clearly at a disadvantage.
"Ron, you have angered me! You will witness the wrath of a god!"
Apocalypse roared coldly. He was forced to humiliatingly shrink the giant's form.
With the ability to control his own molecules, he could even shrink his body to a hundred times smaller than an ant, while retaining his strength and speed, but he never used it.
This was his arrogance as a god.
In ancient times, if someone angered or disrespected him, he would enlarge his body, looking down from above, watching others' fear, and then slowly stomp them to death like ants.
But facing Ron, he dared not use his ability to grow larger. His body was too fragile compared to Ron's.
So, he condensed a sand and earth giant body dozens of meters tall, still maintaining a condescending attitude towards Ron. But now, he couldn't maintain it anymore.
Apocalypse had no choice but to gradually shrink the giant's form, finally maintaining a size of only three meters.
At the same time, his control over sand and earth became stronger. The hardness of his three-meter-tall body even far exceeded Adamantium.
"God?"
"Every time you mention that word, it makes me want to laugh."
Ron's expression was cold, and he attacked even more fiercely, his divine power output surging even more violently. Terrifying golden lightning coiled around his fists, still suppressing Apocalypse, who was demonstrating even greater combat power, putting him at a disadvantage.
Speaking of gods, he was more qualified to be called a god than Apocalypse.
"Apocalypse, you are nothing but a false god."