It is well known.
The years that Mutant Apocalypse has lived through are long, relying on the mutant ability of ’consciousness transfer’ to not know how many bodies have been replaced or how many mutant abilities have been plundered over the past thousands of years.
These mutant abilities are strange and varied, each different.
But...
None of these mutant abilities are weak.
Mutant abilities of Epsilon and Delta levels, Apocalypse couldn’t even be bothered to look at.
The sa goes for Gamma and Beta levels.
Mutant abilities that can catch Apocalypse’s eye start at least at the Alpha level, but more often are Oga level mutant abilities.
Indeed, from a certain perspective.
Nowadays, the scarcity of Oga and Alpha level mutants is entirely due to Mutant Apocalypse.
During the years Apocalypse ruled Egypt, these two levels of mutant abilities were plundered without restraint by Apocalypse, which is the main reason why top-tier and high-level mutant combat power is so scarce today.
But that’s not the main point.
The main point is, among the mutant abilities plundered by Apocalypse, there is an Oga level mutant ability of ’traveling through ti to kill you’.
This mutant ability allows the user to pass through the enemy’s tiline and kill the current enemy by killing their past.
Hawk’s tiline is indeed completely contracted, and no enemy can ss with his tiline without Hawk detecting it.
But Hawk is right here now.
The most important point.
"Your tiline is too flawed."
After Apocalypse extracted Hawk’s ti using the mutant ability of ’Ti Retrospection’, he looked at the Ti Galaxy unique to Hawk revealed above the altar and closed his eyes, feeling Hawk’s ti: "I sense countless vulnerabilities inside it."
Completely bound, with only his head exposed, Hawk remained silent.
Yes.
His tiline is contracted, but it’s also filled with loopholes. Enemies not proficient in ’ti’ might not be able to see it, but to enemies who are, his contracted tiline indeed resembles a house full of leaks.
The reason is simple.
Hawk contracted his tiline by relying on the ’Ti Gemstone’.
Again,
For a newly awakened Saint Warrior to advance to the level of a Golden Saint Warrior, the ti required is imnse.
And this is based on the premise that each Saint Warrior is considered outstanding among people.
But how long did Hawk take?
One or two years after awakening his Little Cosmos, and within five or six years, he has walked a path that other Saint Warriors might not complete in a lifeti, and he continues to forge ahead.
Why this is so, Hawk knows very well.
He cheated.
First, he used the ’Mind Gemstone’ to significantly enhance his psychic world, then used the ’Ti Gemstone’ to contract his tiline...
This is also why the main multiverse, as soon as it perceives Hawk’s attempt to transcend, becos so furious and will stop at nothing to prevent him.
Because in the eyes of the main multiverse, your strength is entirely due to us, and instead of giving back, you’re trying to break away and be independent?
What’s that called?
Traitor?
Turncoat?
Anyway, Hawk used the ’Ti Gemstone’ to contract his tiline, not relying on himself to contract it. Although, after contracting his tiline, he constantly patches the nurous loopholes in his tiline.
He patched many loopholes, yet there are still nurous loopholes on his tiline.
Just like the Ti Galaxy currently appearing above the altar.
His ti has indeed been contracted into a Ti Galaxy unique to him, but it’s entwined with countless protruding lines.
These countless protruding lines are the loopholes existing on his Ti Galaxy.
However!
Even if Hawk’s Ti Galaxy is riddled with nurous loopholes, it still doesn’t change a fact.
His tiline has already been contracted.
Once again.
A collapsed house is called ruins, but a house that is still standing, despite leaks, is still called a house.
So—
"The lines protruding from my Ti Galaxy are indeed the wounds on my ti."
"And you can indeed enter my ti through these wounds."
"But no matter how many wounds my ti has, so what."
Hawk looked at Apocalypse, smiling softly: "It still doesn’t change the fact that my ti is contracted. You can go in, but it will also destroy you."
There’s a saying.
A broken ship still has three thousand nails; similarly, the ti full of flaws contracted by external force is still contracted ti.
Apocalypse may be able to enter his ti through the wounds on it.
But the outco of doing so is only one.
"If you dare to enter, my ti stream will also kill you and burn you to ashes!"
"Yes."
The blue tallic face of Mutant Apocalypse locked eyes with Hawk.
"Your ti stream may kill , but likewise, I can also destroy you."
"Once you enter my ti, there’s no way back. You will scatter along my tiline like confetti."
Hawk looked serious: "This is a strategy of mutual destruction. You destroy my tiline, but it will also kill you. You simply have no way to occupy my body."
Alright.
He indeed felt a bit baffled right now, not quite understanding how Apocalypse’s mind worked.
Wasn’t it supposed to be about slipping into his tiline, ssing with it to kill him, and then possess his body?
But...
If you enter my tiline, you’ll be instantly torn apart and scattered like confetti on my tiline.
So—
"What’s the point?"
"To destroy you!"
Apocalypse’s voice reverberated like a chant as he gazed at Hawk’s countless protruding lines of the Ti Galaxy. Like a song, it echoed in every corner of the pyramid, making it tremble. He spread his arms and then looked back at Hawk.
"I will exist on every tiline your life and soul reside, rewriting every mont of your past. I will turn every victory of yours into a miserable defeat. I will poison every friendship of yours. I can make every breath of yours excruciatingly painful."
"..."
Hawk heard Apocalypse’s chant-like words, opened his mouth, feeling like he wanted to say sothing, but nothing ca out.
Once again, their eyes t.
After a mont.
Hawk shook his head with a smile, looking at Apocalypse, his voice calm.
"I’m curious, what kind of reward did the person behind you promise to make you insist on perishing with !"
"You’re mistaken."
"What?"
"Entering your tiline, I will die!"
Apocalypse’s voice was deep, and then suddenly, he turned, looking up with arms spread, his voice like thunder: "But my soul will attain immortality!"
Hearing this, Hawk’s heart trembled.
At the sa ti.
As Apocalypse finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and his form suddenly rose, instantly expanding to a height of several dozen ters, aligning with Hawk’s Ti Galaxy in the sky, then glanced at Hawk’s unique Ti Galaxy.
The next second.
The mont his finger stretched out and touched Hawk’s Ti Galaxy, a second Apocalypse appeared beside him.
And then, a third Apocalypse, a fourth Apocalypse, a fifth Apocalypse...
In the blink of an eye.
Countless Apocalypses appeared inside the pyramid, manifestations of the ti overflow when Apocalypse touched Hawk’s Ti Galaxy.
But these countless Apocalypses appeared quickly, and disappeared just as fast.
At the mont when the real Apocalypse’s fingertip passed through Hawk’s Ti Galaxy, Apocalypse instantly vanished, followed by the many Apocalypses manifesting from Hawk’s ti overflow, who also vanished upon touching Hawk’s Ti Galaxy.
Boom!
And at the instant Apocalypse disappeared, the adamantium arms binding Hawk’s limbs and body also fell away. Exposed, Hawk fell with a thud onto the tallic floor below.
The young version of Professor X also fell.
But...
Professor X’s state at this mont was far better than Hawk’s current state.
Because the mont Apocalypse sacrificed himself to enter Hawk’s ti, Hawk instantly felt incomparable, excruciating pain.
Hawk understood clearly that his ti was being torn apart every mont.
This intense pain evoked a ’recollection of past sufferings and reflecting on present sweetness’ feeling.
After all—
He could no longer rember how long it had been since he felt such pain.
Ever since Hawk awakened Little Cosmos, this was the first ti he experienced such pain that made him feel alive.
Hawk lay silently on the icy, chilling tallic floor, looking at the pointed top of the pyramid.
His eyes vacant, motionless.
At this mont.
A head appeared in Hawk’s vision.
The young Professor X, Xavier Charles, had regained his consciousness after Apocalypse entered Hawk’s tiline.
Hawk watched the disabled body crawl beside him and attempt to place a finger on his nose, expressionless.
"What are you doing?"
"..."
Professor X was startled, then looked at Hawk, whose eyes were vacant a second ago but now pierced through him intensely: "You’re not dead?"
Hawk took a deep breath, forcibly enduring the intensified pain, expressionless as he propped up his body against the wall behind him.
"Not yet, but soon!"
"..."
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