Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 263: Chapter 263



After flying for a while, Syd paused.

He found himself on the dark side of the moon, surrounded by countless craters-a nightmare for anyone with trypophobia.

Then, he noticed a silver spaceship in the distance.

It looked like there were astronauts in spacesuits, dismantling the ship.

What was this? An alien spacecraft?

Syd was intrigued but not particularly surprised.

After all, he'd seen plenty of aliens. An abandoned alien ship on the far side of the moon wasn't anything extraordinary.

His pupils shifted slightly, and he noticed the American emblem on their spacesuits.

The nationality was clear.

Syd didn't do much he simply let red light flash in his right hand, and the silver spaceship instantly crumpled into a pile of scrap metal.

After this, he considered doing more, but suddenly felt a new change within his body.

Before the astronauts could look his way, he pulled out the Tesseract, and with a flash of blue light, he returned to the secluded alley he had started from.

He was gone, but the American astronauts were left staring in disbelief.

They had watched as the perfectly intact spaceship was suddenly enveloped in red light and transformed into scrap metal.

"What just happened?!"

The middle-aged team leader among the astronauts shouted in shock and anger.

Fortunately, they had installed cameras all around as a precaution while working in space, to prevent any inexplicable accidents.

Soon, everyone crowded around the monitoring station to review the footage.

"Wait!"

"Is that...?"

Watching the figure floating above the moon, with red light radiating from his hand, everyone was stunned.

Were their eyes deceiving them, or did they just see someone standing on the moon without a spacesuit?

How could any living being withstand such pressure? The change in atmospheric pressure alone would instantly kill a person, not to mention other factors! Was this even human?

And on the moon, no less...

For a moment, a chill ran through the team of astronauts.

Then, one of them hesitated, "That person... he looks like White Cloak."

At this suggestion, everyone froze, then took a closer look, collectively gasping.

Could it... really be White Cloak? How could he appear on the moon?

And how was it possible for him to survive on the moon without a spacesuit? Now that they

had an idea of who it was, their shock and confusion only deepened.

Meanwhile, back in the alley, Syd's expression was constantly shifting.

Earth.

At that moment, although his Divine Body had completed its transformation, the surrounding phenomenon had not entirely subsided and maintained a certain level of intensity.

With his perfected Divine Body, the area itself began to change, as if it had been born anew in his presence.

Nearby plants sprouted new leaves, flowers bloomed.

Birds gathered, chirping joyfully as though celebrating the birth of a god of light, their joy seeming to come from the depths of their hearts.

Even though this god of light was incomplete, only his Divine Body perfected, it still had an impact on them.

But despite the frequent manifestations around him, Syd wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. His full attention was drawn to the changes happening within his body.

He could feel that his Divine Body was working to purge certain elements.

In an instant, he realized what it was.

"Cancer cells again?"

This wasn't his first time dealing with his Divine Body's resistance to cancer cells. However, the reaction was more intense than ever before.

With a frown, he felt a violent struggle unfolding within him, accompanied by sharp pain.

It was as if a battle raged inside his body-a battle that would have instantly killed an ordinary person. Only someone with a Divine Body could withstand such turmoil without suffering.

At this moment, his Divine Body was trying to eradicate the cancer cells, restoring them to normal.

Yet within the cancer cells, a strange, twisted power resisted, refusing to allow them to return to normal.

Clearly, this was the power of an ancient eldritch god...

"Let's see who's stronger-your power or my Divine Body..." Syd smirked coldly.

With that, he closed his eyes, harnessing his inner light energy to assist his Divine Body in

purging the cancer cells.

The light within Syd blazed.

On one side were radiant Divine cells; on the other, dark cells emitting black vapor.

With the support of his light energy and the strength of his now Level 5 Divine Body, the cancer cells finally began to lose ground.

The dark cancer cells were gradually eliminated, replaced by radiant, perfect cells.

"Grumble..."

As if sensing its impending doom, the cancerous cells, now capable of rudimentary thought,

emitted a strange, resentful murmur.

The light intensified.

A scream echoed.

The dark cancer cells were completely eradicated.

His Divine Body was now fully perfected!

In an instant, a powerful light emanated from him, gathering and enveloping him.

At that moment, Syd felt an immense sense of relief, like a gentle breeze caressing his body,

bringing comfort.

However, with the eradication of the cancer cells, his expression quickly changed.

His divine intuition sensed a profound malice directed at him from afar.

It felt as though something had noticed him, observing him with ill intent.

But this wasn't the worst part. Syd felt an invisible force accompanying the eradication of the

cancer cells, affixing itself to him.

He sensed, vaguely, that he had been marked by some entity and could faintly perceive its

presence.

It was as if a tracker had been placed on him...

In a strange sense, Syd felt this vast entity drawing closer at a rapid pace, closing the distance

between them.

But because of the extreme distance, it would take some time before it arrived...

"An ancient eldritch god?"

Syd murmured.

This was outright harassment. Not only did it try to infect him with cancer cells to turn himn/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

into a puppet, but now, after he cleansed them, it was furious and ready for revenge?!

Syd could sense the power and enormity of this eldritch god, but he wasn't afraid.

"Let's see who's stronger," Syd thought, filled with a murderous intent.

Of course, despite his contempt for the ancient god, he hadn't lost his wits.

Syd immediately thought of the black stone artifact in his backpack.

(End of Chapter)

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