I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

Quicksilver and Caesar had a private race, with no judges or witnesses, so only they knew who won and who lost.

They left around noon and returned at dusk.

Caesar remained as carefree as ever, seemingly uninterested in anything. Quicksilver, on the other hand, looked grim; his silver hair was tousled as if it had been styled with wax, and the new shoes he had especially worn were ruined from running.

Neither Caesar nor Quicksilver brought up the race, and Charles and the others tactfully refrained from asking, as if they had collectively forgotten about the competition. Although they were curious, they wanted to know who ultimately earned the title of "the fastest in the world."

Years later, when Quicksilver was drunk, he remarked, "If you ever race against someone, make sure to include a restriction— no flying. Can you imagine the feeling of chasing someone across the ground while they're flying above you, facing the setting sun like a dog?"

Regardless, Quicksilver agreed to help Charles and the others and went to the underground prison of the five-star building to rescue Erik.

Meanwhile, in Cairo, Egypt.

In the ancient town located in the golden desert, a woman dressed in local attire moved briskly among the crowd. 

She wore a veil that covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes. If Caesar had seen her, he would have recognized her as Moira, one of his former partners.

Moira scanned her surroundings, following intelligence reports to a run-down residence hidden behind a bustling marketplace.

Upon entering, Moira noticed guards. She stealthily approached the wall, using a clean, efficient fighting technique to knock out an Egyptian man and lay him on the ground.

Removing the veil that obstructed her breathing, Moira began searching the residence and quickly found a staircase leading to a basement.

Although it was called a basement, the stairs continued downward for twenty meters without reaching the bottom. 

The deeper she went, the more primitive the steps became, with walls that seemed like remnants of a colossal structure that had collapsed into a relic.

"Perhaps there were once more of these great Egyptian pyramids, but some have long since collapsed and disappeared for unknown reasons."

Moira suddenly remembered a colleague's mention of this, which she had previously thought was a myth, but now seemed to be true.

As the light grew dimmer the further she went, Moira felt apprehensive. She continued down another ten meters until the space ahead suddenly opened up, revealing faint flickers of fire below.

"Great omnipotent god, please grant us light. We are your loyal servants..."

At the same time, dozens of people were chanting in Egyptian, which reached her ears.

Moira, startled, concealed herself and hid behind a broken column.

She observed the surroundings stealthily and discovered she had arrived at a collapsed altar hall relic. A group of Egyptians was lighting torches around a small pyramid sculpture, continuously worshiping and reciting the words.

The small pyramid was covered in patterns and runes, exuding a mysterious aura.

"Could it be that the rumor is true..."

Moira watched with uncertainty, taking out her camera to record the altar relic, the small pyramid, and the Egyptians' worship ritual.

Since Mutants made their debut on the world stage a few years ago, researchers and major intelligence agencies worldwide have increasingly focused on studying Mutants.

Then, it was discovered with astonishment that Mutants did not just appear in recent years; thousands of years ago, ancient Egypt had birthed a Mutant.

En Sabah Nur. The first Mutant in the world is said to possess the ability to transfer consciousness to other bodies, thereby extending his life indefinitely and stripping other Mutants of their abilities to continually enhance himself towards omnipotence.

The Bible even describes him as Apocalypse, able to bestow powers to others, including four exceptionally capable Horsemen, who nearly ruled the world.

"This must be a lie. Aren't legends just lies?"

Moira comforted herself, but just then, the small pyramid suddenly emitted a strange, luminous glow. This miraculous scene made the worshiping Egyptians excitedly cheer.

Under Moira and the Egyptians' watchful eyes, the small pyramid's glowing light intensified, and the underground relic began to tremble violently.

Moira, overwhelmed by fear, turned and scrambled towards the exit, climbing up with all her strength. Meanwhile, the Egyptians still inside the relic not only failed to escape but also cheered loudly amidst the shaking ruins.

Beneath the pyramid relic, nearly a hundred meters deep, a man dressed in bizarre attire with deep blue skin was lying on an altar. 

As he heard the praises and cheers from above, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with blinding white light. The incredible energy within him surged outward, lifting the immense debris pressing down on him.

The entire region of Egypt trembled uncontrollably at that moment.

Far away, Caesar stopped, furrowing his brow as if sensing something, and looked toward the horizon.

"Master, what's wrong?" Azazel, who was beside him, asked in surprise.

"Nothing, nothing at all."

Caesar shook his head lightly and turned his gaze back to the imposing American building before him. Charles and the others had already entered the building to begin the rescue operation. With Quicksilver's help, it should be completed in about five minutes.

Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

"Azazel, stay here and wait for them. I need to go somewhere and will rejoin you afterward."

Before Azazel could respond, Caesar had already vanished with a swift movement, leaving only a gust of wind in his wake.

Azazel was left in confusion, and looked up at the sky to the left, where a white streak of energy pierced through the clouds and disappeared rapidly into the blue sky.

Beyond the atmosphere, Caesar arrived in near-space, looking down at the vast map of the Earth. Here, free from Superman's sensory constraints, he could roughly perceive global events.

The intricate and dense sounds of nature and life forms, like streams converging into rivers and seas, reached his senses.

In just about three seconds.

Caesar seemed to sense something, zeroing in on the African continent where Egypt was located. His fist, heated by friction with the atmosphere, propelled him like a rocket in a high-speed dive toward the location.

In Cairo, at the pyramid relic's stairs.

Moira continued to desperately climb upward, but the relic began to collapse a second time under the intense shaking. Debris and dust fell from above, and as she saw the exit ten meters away shrinking and being overwhelmed, despair finally overtook her beautiful face.

"Am I going to die?"

Moira's eyes dimmed, watching the walls collapse. In the final moment before death, she suddenly heard a deep voice respond, "You're not dying that quickly."

'Boom, Boom, Boom...'

The collapsing debris seemed to be halted by some force.

Moira widened her eyes, seeing large hands from behind lifting and bracing against the falling rocks and walls. Looking back, she saw Caesar, who was watching her with a resigned expression on his face.

(End of Chapter)

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