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Marvel: The Gene Collector

Alex, a seemingly ordinary guy, woke up one fateful day to find himself in a perplexing situation. He had been inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a teenager who shared his own name, Alex, but with a heart-wrenching twist – this Alex had perished in the unforgiving confines of a Nazi concentration camp. As the bewildered Alex tried to make sense of his surreal circumstances, a chance encounter with a boy known as Eric, who also bore the alias of Magneto, thrust him into a world beyond his wildest imagination. To Alex's astonishment, dormant within him was a unique genetic collection system, a latent power that had awakened with his newfound identity. It allowed him to wield an unparalleled advantage in his new world. As long as Alex could obtain a strand of the target's hair or any sample of their DNA, he possessed the uncanny ability to replicate and even enhance their extraordinary talents. With every strand of DNA he collected, Alex's powers grew, and the stakes soared ever higher. In this intricate dance of powers and principles, Alex's journey promised to be an electrifying tale of transformation, redemption, and the relentless pursuit of power and justice in the marvel universe where the extraordinary was the norm. But one profound question always troubled in his mind. "What will happen if I tie up Sebastian Shaw and throw him into an aquarium."

Midnight_Wonder · Película
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Poor Apocalypse

"Why is he strong?"

Apocalypse, faced with Alex's overwhelming power, felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. The towering deity, in front of Alex's invincibility, found himself grounded.

"Let's leave here first. After I integrate Charles's power, I will come back to settle the score!" Panicking, Apocalypse decided on a "strategic retreat." He waved his hand, initiating "Space Teleportation" with a blue light.

"Want to run? Not so easy," Alex sneered coldly, instantly teleporting to Apocalypse and delivering a direct punch to his face, sending Apocalypse sprawling.

Meanwhile, Charles who was released landed on the ground with a grin.

Storm continued casting lightning bolts at Alex.

"Hey, you're relentless! Your attacks are useless against me. He was planning to abandon you and escape. Are you still attacking me?" Alex shouted at Storm, who floated in the air.

"..."

Storm felt helpless, having unwittingly joined the thief's enterprise, and it wasn't that easy to disengage.

"Don't be foolish. Come down!" Alex beckoned to Storm. "Come down and stop fooling around. You haven't made any serious mistakes. Cease it as soon as possible or else."

"It seems I have no choice but to surrender," Storm sighed, shaking her head. She deactivated her powers and descended to the ground.

Storm had been against Apocalypse's plan and had wanted to abandon ship long ago. Now, hearing Alex's words, it seemed there wouldn't be a "reckoning in the fall," so she surrendered smoothly.

On the other side, Apocalypse's other two knights were also subdued, leaving Apocalypse as a disarmed commander.

"Damn! I am a god, the sole master of this world!" Apocalypse stood up, shouting at Alex.

"Yeah Yeah Yeah, don't you have anything else to say," Alex sneered.

Shaking his head, Alex remarked, "Didn't you say you wanted to turn me into sand? Well, then, I'll show you who turns into sand."

Alex stared at Apocalypse, extending his hand into a fist and then slowly opening it.

Apocalypse stared, and in the next moment, his figure transformed into a puff of yellow sand, dissipating into the air.

Apocalypse, the world's first Mutant, completely vanished from this world.

"Alex, is this your true power?"

An unbeatable foe, Alex had not only defeated but obliterated him. This left Eric and the others horrified.

They had speculated about Alex's strength, but there was no frame of reference. Today's battle laid bare the extent of Alex's power. No, they still hadn't seen the full extent of it. Even a formidable adversary like Apocalypse was utterly crushed.

Having been with Alex for so many years, they knew he was strong, but no one had fathomed the true depth of his power. This level of strength, if wielded with malevolence, would be unstoppable even with their best efforts.

"Why are you all staring at me like that? Apocalypse is done for. Shall we not head back and celebrate?" Alex chuckled, looking at the assembled Mutants.

"I was planning to go back and celebrate, but Alex, if you're so thrilled to see me in misery, why bother saving me now?" Charles shot Alex a dissatisfied glare, expressing his frustration.

Alex couldn't help but chuckle at Charles's anger. Despite Alex's formidable abilities, their forty-plus years of friendship stood as an unbreakable bond.

"I saved you first, and you're fine now. But when it comes to rescuing those students in your school, things might get dicey. Besides, seeing you in a bit of a panic is quite entertaining," Alex remarked, shrugging casually. He then turned his attention to Charles, who looked both embarrassed and exasperated.

"You asshole," Charles chuckled, shaking his head. He couldn't help but inquire, "You mentioned something about my students. What happened?"

"This isn't the best place for a chat. Let's head to my place. I'll have the servants prepare dinner, and we can catch up," Alex suggested with a slight smile, keeping it brief.

"Join us," Alex added, glancing at the three knights of Apocalypse who stood nearby.

"But... we were enemies not long ago," Storm expressed disbelief.

"We are of the same kind brothers and sisters. You haven't made any irredeemable mistakes. Even if it was all because of Apocalypse, come on!" Alex smiled, extending a hand to Storm.