Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 130:



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Brian and the others were startled, instinctively turning around and reaching for their guns, aiming in the direction of the footsteps.

At that moment, they saw the appearance of the newcomer.

A young man in black, with a handsome face that felt familiar-it was none other than the Messiah they had just been discussing.

"The Messiah?!"

Brian and the seven others were shocked.

They couldn't believe that just a routine search had actually led them to the Messiah.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with panic, their bodies trembling slightly.

"What do we do now?"

"This is the Messiah..."

Even though they were holding guns, they had no confidence at all.

After all, the Messiah's power was deeply ingrained in their minds, and they knew guns wouldn't be effective.

Despite pointing their guns at the Messiah, none of them dared to pull the trigger.

Syd stopped, facing them from a distance.

"Whose orders are you following?" he asked directly. "Are you searching for my location? What's your purpose?"

One of the team members stammered, "N-no purpose, we just wanted to confirm your location."

"Oh, really?" Syd said coldly. "I'll count to three. If you don't talk..."

However, when he finished counting, the seven remained silent.

The next second, Syd's body floated slightly, and then he vanished from his spot. Boom!

A sonic boom echoed.

Syd appeared beside one of the men, punching him in the abdomen.

In a blink, the man was sent flying.

"Clayton!"

Brian and the others were shocked, first worrying about Clayton's safety.

Then...

"So fast!"

"Was that a sonic boom?!"

They couldn't believe it.

When had the Messiah become so fast?

According to their information, his speed shouldn't be this fast, especially based on the video analysis from when the Messiah was bombarded by missiles recently. He definitely didn't have this speed!

Supersonic speed-could a human achieve that?

Could the recent outrageous rumors be true? That the Messiah's growth rate was extraordinarily fast?

Brian and the others were in disbelief.

"If you don't want to talk, then forget it..."

Syd's hand glowed with blue light.

[Spirit Energy Beam Experience +1]

With a boom, the blue light flashed...

In the end, Syd didn't get any useful information. Even the last person, just before dying, only said that the military wanted to confirm his location, possibly to see if there was an

opportunity to use missiles again.

Syd didn't care much about this explanation.

As for the seven men, their fate was obvious.

After a brief cleanup of the battlefield, Syd quickly left, preparing to continue practicing his abilities.

While he was on his way, in Cairo, Egypt's capital, a group of people was searching for something in an underground cave.

Egypt, Cairo.

"Is this the legendary resting place of the god?"

Several Arab men, wearing headscarves and beards, held flashlights, searching the cave buried under stones.

As their flashlight beams illuminated the scene, they saw what had been buried for thousands of years.

Ancient Egyptian statues, murals, and mysterious hieroglyphs, all exuding an ancient, exotic atmosphere.

Tristan and five others were there because they had read in an ancient book that over three thousand years ago, a god had appeared in Egypt.

That god had been betrayed by the Egyptians of that time and had eventually fallen into a deep sleep in this place, a ruined pyramid buried underground.

After some searching, they found a golden pyramidion, which should have been at the top of

the pyramid.

The pyramidion seemed to be made of pure gold, covered with intricate patterns, looking

very mysterious.

Tristan and the others circled it once, then gathered around the pyramidion, chanting prayers

with reverence.

"Almighty god, please grant us power..."

"Please grant us authority..."

"Great and almighty god..."

"We are your faithful followers, please grant us light, great almighty god..."

As they chanted, sunlight happened to shine into the cave, illuminating the patterns on the golden pyramidion, making them glow brilliantly.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Look, look!"

"Look, guys..."

Seeing the radiant golden pyramidion, the six were overjoyed and began chanting their

prayers even more fervently.

"Great almighty god..."

As their chanting grew louder, a ritual that had been interrupted by the betrayal of the ancient Egyptians reactivated in the pyramid ruins.

Golden patterns spread everywhere.

Then, deep within the dark ruins of the pyramid, on a stone platform, a man clad in armor with blue skin, who had been asleep, opened his mouth and began breathing heavily.

The god Tristan and the others spoke of, Apocalypse, opened his eyes.

After a moment of adjusting to his body and looking at the stones pressed around him, Apocalypse's eyes turned white, and he activated his power.

Purple-white light shone, lifting the stones one by one, causing the entire pyramid ruin to

shake.

"What's happening?"

Tristan and the others above looked around in panic.

Seeing the shaking stones and falling dust, they scrambled out of the cave in fear.

Boom!

The pyramid ruins exploded, and a tall figure with blue skin slowly emerged from the rubble.

As for those six men, they were buried under the stones due to their failure to escape in time.

Staring at the sun overhead, Apocalypse's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

After a while, wearing a black robe, he appeared on the streets of Cairo, Egypt.

Seeing the strangely dressed pedestrians and the suddenly approaching cars, Apocalypse felt

a bit out of place.

What era was it, and who was ruling now?

Apocalypse was puzzled.

He was also curious about the current situation of his fellow mutants.

Were they living better or worse?

How had they developed?

With these thoughts, Apocalypse walked through the streets of Cairo, observing his

surroundings.

After some time, he noticed their situation seemed bad...

It wasn't like this thousands of years ago. Back then, he was even revered as a god...

But now, what did he see? Mutants being loathed and even captured by ordinary people?

Had the situation for his kind deteriorated this much?