Chapter 13
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Back in the bank, Apollo was sitting between charred corpses and incomplete corpses. Some of them didn't even had an face due to the high temperatures that they were submitted to.
Apollo looked at his status and also the new screen that appeared the moment the police officers appeared.
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[PROMETHEUS SYSTEM]
NAME: APOLLO SENTHLANS
LEVEL 10
Strength: 6.50
Dexterity: 6.00
Intelligence: 5.00
Combustion: 11.50 (0.07/s)
System Points: 960
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'How, I power up.'
Apollo didn't feel anything while killing those officers. He only though that he needed their sacrifice to accomplish his goal.
Although this way of thinking seemed dangerous and similar to a psychopath prone to cause large massacres, even he had his boundaries. He wouldn't ****, kill newborn or simply engaging in slaughter without a valid reason.
VROOM
"They are here."
The moment Apollo muttered that girl surrounded by wind came through a hole in the ceiling that he caused while fighting the police while some other people came in from the bank's main door.
They were all dressed with a type of spandex with a silver X in the middle and the most distinguished feature of this mob was not the flying girl neither it was the blue man nor the man with a strange and futuristic pair of glasses but accompanying them there was bald old man in a wheelchair.
Apollo continue seated on the pile of corpses and clapped his hand while dashing in a cheerful voice.
"There they are, the amazing Spi... Ah, sorry my mistake! The mutant university students and teachers, the X-Men!"
The X-Men couldn't believe it and muster an anger so deep that most of them if not the Processor would already charged to kill that boy. This boy from what they heard had mercilessly killed several humans and now he was saying jokes as if it was just a normal day.
When they got near Apollo, they saw him sitting in a black pile of something. Only when they closer enough to see the black faces imprinted with utter fear and terror did they found out that the pile was not some type of rock but tens of charred corpses mounted together.
"YOU BASTARD!!"
A angered screamed erupted from the futuristic glasses's man. He charged towards Apollo and the moment when he was about to touch his weird glasses, he heard a voice.
"Scott, stay calm." The old man said.
Apollo smirked while let he gazed at possibly one of the most famous characters in his youth: the legendary mutant, Professor Xavier.
While he was looking at the Professor, the Professor was also looking at him. He tried reading Apollo's mind but in just a second he spared blood.
"PROFESSOR!"
"PROFESSOR!"
"PROFESSOR!"
All the X-Men dashed towards the pale Professor. They only stopped checking the Professor when he raised his hand saying that 'He was fine.'. They all next looked at Apollo just like if they were trying to ripping him into shreds with their eyes.
The Professor gazed at Apollo's smiling face and though.
'His mind was completely filled with a very and powerful fire, when I tried to read his mind it almost armed that I was being grilled alive. What a terrifying youth.'
Apollo hoped down from the pile of dead bodies and extended his hands forward and with a smile he said.
"So what are you waiting for arrest me!"
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Back in the bank, Apollo was sitting between charred corpses and incomplete corpses. Some of them didn't even had an face due to the high temperatures that they were submitted to.
Apollo looked at his status and also the new screen that appeared the moment the police officers appeared.
®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®
[PROMETHEUS SYSTEM]
NAME: APOLLO SENTHLANS
LEVEL 10
Strength: 6.50
Dexterity: 6.00
Intelligence: 5.00
Combustion: 11.50 (0.07/s)
System Points: 960
®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®
'How, I power up.'
Apollo didn't feel anything while killing those officers. He only though that he needed their sacrifice to accomplish his goal.
Although this way of thinking seemed dangerous and similar to a psychopath prone to cause large massacres, even he had his boundaries. He wouldn't ****, kill newborn or simply engaging in slaughter without a valid reason.
VROOM
"They are here."
The moment Apollo muttered that girl surrounded by wind came through a hole in the ceiling that he caused while fighting the police while some other people came in from the bank's main door.
They were all dressed with a type of spandex with a silver X in the middle and the most distinguished feature of this mob was not the flying girl neither it was the blue man nor the man with a strange and futuristic pair of glasses but accompanying them there was bald old man in a wheelchair.
Apollo continue seated on the pile of corpses and clapped his hand while dashing in a cheerful voice.
"There they are, the amazing Spi... Ah, sorry my mistake! The mutant university students and teachers, the X-Men!"
The X-Men couldn't believe it and muster an anger so deep that most of them if not the Processor would already charged to kill that boy. This boy from what they heard had mercilessly killed several humans and now he was saying jokes as if it was just a normal day.
When they got near Apollo, they saw him sitting in a black pile of something. Only when they closer enough to see the black faces imprinted with utter fear and terror did they found out that the pile was not some type of rock but tens of charred corpses mounted together.
"YOU BASTARD!!"
A angered screamed erupted from the futuristic glasses's man. He charged towards Apollo and the moment when he was about to touch his weird glasses, he heard a voice.
"Scott, stay calm." The old man said.
Apollo smirked while let he gazed at possibly one of the most famous characters in his youth: the legendary mutant, Professor Xavier.
While he was looking at the Professor, the Professor was also looking at him. He tried reading Apollo's mind but in just a second he spared blood.
"PROFESSOR!"
"PROFESSOR!"
"PROFESSOR!"
All the X-Men dashed towards the pale Professor. They only stopped checking the Professor when he raised his hand saying that 'He was fine.'. They all next looked at Apollo just like if they were trying to ripping him into shreds with their eyes.
The Professor gazed at Apollo's smiling face and though.
'His mind was completely filled with a very and powerful fire, when I tried to read his mind it almost armed that I was being grilled alive. What a terrifying youth.'
Apollo hoped down from the pile of dead bodies and extended his hands forward and with a smile he said.
"So what are you waiting for arrest me!"
Back in the bank, Apollo was sitting between charred corpses and incomplete corpses. Some of them didn't even had an face due to the high temperatures that they were submitted to. Apollo looked at his status and also the new screen that appeared the moment the police officers appeared. PROMETHEUS SYSTEM NAME: APOLLO SENTHLANS LEVEL 10 Strength: 6.50 Dexterity: 6.00 Intelligence: 5.00 Combustion: 11.50 0.07/s System Points: 960 'How, I power up.' Apollo didn't feel anything while killing those officers. He only though that he needed their sacrifice to accomplish his goal. Although this way of thinking seemed dangerous and similar to a psychopath prone to cause large massacres, even he had his boundaries. He wouldn't ****, kill newborn or simply engaging in slaughter without a valid reason. VROOM "They are here." The moment Apollo muttered that girl surrounded by wind came through a hole in the ceiling that he caused while fighting the police while some other people came in from the bank's main door. They were all dressed with a type of spandex with a silver X in the middle and the most distinguished feature of this mob was not the flying girl neither it was the blue man nor the man with a strange and futuristic pair of glasses but accompanying them there was bald old man in a wheelchair. Apollo continue seated on the pile of corpses and clapped his hand while dashing in a cheerful voice. "There they are, the amazing Spi... Ah, sorry my mistake! The mutant university students and teachers, the X-Men!" The X-Men couldn't believe it and muster an anger so deep that most of them if not the Processor would already charged to kill that boy. This boy from what they heard had mercilessly killed several humans and now he was saying jokes as if it was just a normal day. When they got near Apollo, they saw him sitting in a black pile of something. Only when they closer enough to see the black faces imprinted with utter fear and terror did they found out that the pile was not some type of rock but tens of charred corpses mounted together. "YOU BASTARD!!" A angered screamed erupted from the futuristic glasses's man. He charged towards Apollo and the moment when he was about to touch his weird glasses, he heard a voice. "Scott, stay calm." The old man said. Apollo smirked while let he gazed at possibly one of the most famous characters in his youth: the legendary mutant, Professor Xavier. While he was looking at the Professor, the Professor was also looking at him. He tried reading Apollo's mind but in just a second he spared blood. "PROFESSOR!" "PROFESSOR!" "PROFESSOR!" All the X-Men dashed towards the pale Professor. They only stopped checking the Professor when he raised his hand saying that 'He was fine.'. They all next looked at Apollo just like if they were trying to ripping him into shreds with their eyes. The Professor gazed at Apollo's smiling face and though. 'His mind was completely filled with a very and powerful fire, when I tried to read his mind it almost armed that I was being grilled alive. What a terrifying youth.' Apollo hoped down from the pile of dead bodies and extended his hands forward and with a smile he said. "So what are you waiting for arrest me!"
