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The storm outside the pyramid continued unabated. The sky was dark and on the verge of collapsing, with lightning weaving through the clouds like a net, casting purple bolts across the city's spires and streetlamps, creating a spectacle akin to a natural disaster.

After enduring the attacks of sentinel swarms, the manifestation of the pyramid, and the ongoing natural disasters, the people still remaining in New York City were already physically and mentally exhausted.

At this moment—

A dazzling and warm golden light, as bright as the sun, radiated from the tip of the pyramid. Even the faint edge of this light was enough to pierce through the dark clouds and darkness shrouding the city.

"What is... that?" A police officer on duty in the rain looked up, his eyes illuminated by the golden glow spilling from the pyramid.

Not just him.

On this day, anyone still in New York City looking up could see that beam of light illuminating the entire city.

At the top of the pyramid, on the altar—

The three Horsemen were filled with shock as they watched Jean, now radiating with a renewed aura. The residual waves of power were so intense that they were blinded by the golden light and felt a searing pain on their skin.

Jean's eyes were wide open, burning with inner emotions. She seemed like a phoenix soaring high above the sky, having been tarnished on earth for too long, finally spreading her wings and dancing proudly.

Jean gently unfurled the golden wings formed from her power. With a slight tremor of the wings, a piercing, phoenix-like cry echoed through the sky, its force far surpassing that of an atomic explosion, tearing apart everything in its path.

"Danger!"

The three Horsemen at the edge of the battle turned pale. Angel quickly opened his Steel Wings, shielding himself, Psylocke created a purple shield with her psychic power, and Storm summoned lightning from the sky, intertwining it beside her.

Even the Horsemen who weren't directly targeted were reacting this way, let alone Apocalypse, who was fully covered by the power.

"This is impossible!"

Apocalypse's eyes widened in disbelief as he exerted all his strength to unleash his energy. In the next moment, the energy beams he fired were dissolved and shattered, followed by the spatial barriers, air walls, and then his steel armor…

Everything was as fragile as paper before Jean's awakening power.

"Fool, that's the power of the Phoenix. If you avoid it, there might be a slim chance of surviving."

Seeing this, Caesar knew that the outcome was already determined. The power of the Phoenix could tear apart even the universe— facing it head-on? Even with dozens of mutant abilities, Apocalypse wouldn't stand a chance.

What is the power of the Phoenix?

If a domain is the ultimate limit of a certain ability, then the power of the Phoenix surpasses this ultimate limit.

Jean's telepathic domain was already considered invincible, not a pseudo-invincibility like Magneto's magnetic field. At its peak, telepathy can control almost all matter, and even souls and energy.

Thus, the power of the Phoenix, surpassing even telepathic domains, has the strength to tear the universe apart, let alone Apocalypse, who calls himself the first mutant god.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!!"

Apocalypse let out a scream of extreme agony. Under the assault of the Phoenix's power, all his defenses were instantly shredded to nothingness, revealing his withered and frail inner body.

Yes. Normally, Apocalypse looked imposing and divine in his armor and hood, but in reality, he was just a frail and diminutive body inside.

Even with his enhanced and reinforced physique, facing the Phoenix's power head-on would shatter Apocalypse's body and even his soul into pieces.

"I surrender! Don't kill me!"

In the face of impending death and despair, Apocalypse finally uttered words he had never spoken before. But Jean had not fully mastered the Phoenix power yet; it could not simply be stopped at will.

Under the relentless tearing force of the Phoenix, Apocalypse's hair was burned away, his body was covered in blood, and countless cracks marred his withered form.

Just as Apocalypse was about to be obliterated by the Phoenix power, a figure suddenly rushed into the altar area enveloped by the Phoenix's aura.

"Is he insane?!"

The three Horsemen, who had been solidly defending themselves, were taken aback. The figure rushing forward was none other than Caesar, who had been watching from the sidelines.

Caesar quickly entered the Phoenix-affected area, grabbed Apocalypse's arm, and, with a powerful leap, pulled Apocalypse up into the air, escaping from the destructive force.

Half a second later.

The phoenix's cry in the sky faded, the golden light on Jean's wings gradually dimmed, and she returned to her normal human form before slowly descending back to the altar.

The sky cleared, and a warm ray of sunlight bathed the pyramid.

"Finally... it's over."

The three Horsemen were utterly exhausted and collapsed to the ground. Even the residual waves of the Phoenix's power felt as if they had traversed the gates of hell.

**Thud!**

Caesar landed from the sky, casually tossing Apocalypse onto the ground. Apocalypse, now naked, curled up on the ground. His shattered muscles and body quickly healed as he donned a simple outfit to cover himself, staring at Caesar in shock. "Why did you save me?"

Caesar shrugged. "You already surrendered. According to our agreement, you're now my slave, so it's only natural that I save my own slave."

Despite his body quickly recovering, Apocalypse seemed drained of all energy. He placed his hands on the ground and muttered in a daze, "Yes. I lost— completely lost."

As if realizing something, Apocalypse suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot and fixed on Caesar.

Just moments ago, under that overwhelming power that annihilated everything, his abilities and defenses were utterly ineffective, almost leading to his immediate mental destruction. Yet this seemingly harmless boy not only resisted with his own body but also had the strength to rescue him.

"So that's it."

Apocalypse shook his head thoughtfully and then took a deep breath, bowing his head slightly toward Caesar. "Not just a hundred years, I am willing to be at your command for even a thousand years!"

"Just call me Master." Caesar nodded.

"Master." Apocalypse quickly complied, assuming the role of a servant.

The other three Horsemen were dumbfounded. Their once-deified Apocalypse had truly become someone else's slave? What did that make them?

"Jean, you did great! Full marks for this practical test. Tonight, I'll take you out for a nice meal." Caesar cheerfully approached Jean and lifted her up before planting a firm kiss on her cheek.

Jean covered her blushing cheek, which turned as red as an apple, and shyly murmured a "Hmm."

Practical test?

The three Horsemen exchanged bewildered glances, and even Apocalypse's mouth twitched slightly. Could this master and disciple duo not take them seriously as opponents?

(End Of Chapter)

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