Marvel Galen

Apocalypse learned about the current social situation through TV, including war, nuclear weapons, powerful power, and the United States becoming a superpower.

"Weak humans rule this world, and they actually betrayed me for these illusory things. Ignorant humans will pay the price, and Apocalypse is about to return." After understanding the situation, Apocalypse began to talk to himself naturally, as if in the next second It would be like conquering the world, completely forgetting the pain Galen had just caused him.

Then Apocalypse saw Magneto's Washington Declaration ten years ago through signals. Such an ambitious guy is suitable to be his own Four Horsemen of Apocalypse.

"Where did you come from?" Storm felt that this kind of mutant was a bit strange, and his words and deeds were very different from modern people.

"From a time when mankind had not yet lost its way."

"Welcome to the 80s." Storm held up a soda, and the other party saved her anyway.

"This era needs purification and salvation." Even if he is not resurrected, since he is resurrected, Apocalypse feels that he must shoulder the responsibility of purifying the world and ruling the earth.

"You can't save the world by killing people so randomly. This world has laws and it doesn't allow casual killing." Storm was still a child and she didn't understand the dangers of the world. Laws are only made for people who have no ability.

"My child, why do you have to limit your talents?" Apocalypse walked up to Storm and lifted Storm's chin with his hand, looking a little teasing.

"What are you going to do?" Storm thought that the other party was an old idiot and had some plans for her.

"I want to make you stronger and become my goddess." One of Apocalypse's talents is that he can enhance the abilities of mutants.

Storm's original black hair turned white visibly to the naked eye, and the storm power within her body began to increase exponentially.

Apocalypse harvests the first of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse, Storm. After his four horsemen are gathered, Apocalypse will make the man named Demacia regret coming into this world.

Galen played a wave of Apocalypse and felt nothing. Cairo was really boring. Galen planned to go back to New York to hang out and see if he could meet some old friends.

If you want to go to the United States, you need a passport. Fortunately, Galen is no longer a newbie. Galen knows how to apply for a fake passport.

Find a telephone pole. Well, why are there no small advertisements? Is it because we are too poor here to put up advertisements?

Since there are no streetlight advertisements, the gangsters in Cairo are out of luck again.

The largest underground forgery organization in Cairo.

"boom."

Galen kicked open the iron door.

"I heard that I can get a certificate here. I need to go to the United States." Galen didn't have any money. He felt that if he wanted to get a certificate, he had to have the momentum of his elder brother and his godfather.

"Who are you? This is no place for you to run wild." A strong man who looked like a guard stopped Galen.

"Galen, the Power of Demacia, the man who dreams of becoming the Pirate King." Galen pushed the strong man away, instantly equipped the Iron Legion, and thrust the big sword into the ground.

"Your place seems to be very lively." A blonde beauty came in from behind Galen with a blue monkey.

"I'm happy to see your face, even if it's not yours." A frail and bald man appeared to receive the blonde beauty.

"Prepare a passport." The blonde took out a small roll of cash and threw it on the table.

"Okay, where is that gentleman going?"

Galen was gorgeously ignored, people were talking about business, and people were taking photos, as if Galen was invisible. Galen, armed with the Iron Legion and carrying a big sword, was really embarrassed.

"Hey, hey, let's talk first, understand. Don't think your woman can join my team." Galen walked over.

"I don't know, and I don't care. I just saved him, and the rest has nothing to do with me." The woman ignored Galen again, as if nothing could attract her attention.

"Mercenary, Mystique, you are still so cold." Ten years ago, Mystique prevented Magneto from assassinating the president, and then she has been saving mutants on her own.

"Don't call me that." Mystique hated it when others revealed her identity.

"No matter who you disguise yourself as, Caliban can recognize you. Caliban knows all the information about mutants, haha..." The boss of the forgery group was chatting happily with Mystique. , the table in front of him suddenly exploded.

"boom."

"You're done, aren't you? I said I wanted a false certificate and wanted to go to the United States." Galen had never been ignored like this.

"We don't welcome you here, ordinary people, this is not the place you should come." Caliban only accepts mutants. As for ordinary people, I'm sorry, they won't accept different types.

"puff."

A woman sitting not far from Galen spat at Galen. This move disgusted Galen to death.

The saliva that Spirit Butterfly spit out was equivalent to strong acid. When he saw someone causing trouble, Spirit Butterfly planned to teach Galen a lesson.

"The host is attacked by acid, and the damage is reduced by 33 points."

This is my favorite piece of clothing, but you actually spit on it, Galen can't stand it anymore.

"Bring him a passport. I paid for him." Mystique may have discovered something, so she took out another roll of money and threw it in front of Caliban.

Unfortunately, her act of kindness was a little too late, as Galen had already appeared and started to attack.

Seven or eight combat-type mutants sent Galen flying one by one in a few seconds, and they fell to the ground and began to lie down. Galen's fighting ability was mediocre, and he directly suppressed the others.

"Do you want to know what will happen to you if you don't help him get a passport?" Mystique has been hanging out with Professor X, Magneto and others. She has a very sensitive perception of the strong, and Galen is terrifyingly powerful.

"You know I never help humans. My business only accepts mutants. Wait, I didn't say I won't help you. I'll handle it for you right now." Caliban also wanted to show his principles, but unfortunately he was treated like a big sword. When it hit his head, he fainted.

"Mad, if I don't beat you up, you really think I'm easy to talk to." Sometimes it's hard to be a civilized person. Sure enough, a big sword is the most effective when it comes to things. Any talk or godfather temperament is rubbish.

After getting the passport and the roll of US dollars that Mystique had just taken out, Galen also took it away. In Galen's opinion, such an ignorant guy does not deserve money. I am the savior of mutants around the world.

Seeing Galen leaving, Caliban looked at Mystique, "Thank you for your help. I can provide you with a clue for free. It's about your old friend, Magneto. We feel that he is in Poland. There are many people around him. The corpses of his wife and daughter were among them."

The news is not simple. A big devil is coming back. Mystique pulls up Blue Monkey and leaves. He is going to appease Magneto. She knows how terrifying the rampaging Magneto is.