[Starting as a Class 5 Mutant] Chapter 325/326 (Patreon)

The eerie whispers echoed over Hong Kong's skies.

"God…"

"The God has descended!"

Fanatical voices erupted from those who heard the whispers, their eyes ablaze with fervor.

They gazed at the void in the sky as if beholding the most supreme existence.

But the horror didn't stop at their voices. Their bodies began to distort under some inexplicable force—skin darkened to black and green, resembling decay. Eyes, mouths, and even additional limbs sprouted grotesquely across their forms.

This grotesque transformation wasn't confined to Hong Kong. Through the livestream, the sound spread worldwide, triggering chaos in every corner of the globe.

"What's happening to my body?!"

"Ahhh!"

"Help me!"

Ordinary people, caught unprepared, succumbed instantly. Even those with extraordinary powers struggled to retain their sanity, shouting in terror at the unfolding horror.

Then, the situation grew even worse.

From the pitch-black sky, a massive tentacle emerged.

Its surface was inky black, covered with numerous crimson eyes and gaping mouths filled with endless blackness and jagged teeth. The eyes rolled wildly, and the mouths opened and shut as the tentacle writhed.

The whispers intensified, spreading across the world.

In the void, an unsettling hymn echoed, like a chorus of countless voices in praise.

"Bow, pitiful creatures. Offer your faith, your body, and your soul to the Great One…"

"Oh Great One, your will encompasses all stars and life…"

"Hehehe, wretched mortals, come, join the Great One…"

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters

"It's the end of the world…"

Sitting in his black wheelchair, Professor Charles Xavier struggled to maintain his sanity.

Watching as his body and mind began to succumb to the madness, and seeing Logan and others lose themselves to frenzy, despair filled his face.

What kind of creature was this?

If such a monster had descended upon Earth, everything was truly over.

His unparalleled telepathic abilities, even when pushed to their limits, could not resist the mental distortions. His mind teetered on the brink, filled with zealous thoughts he could barely suppress.

If this was his state, what hope did ordinary people have?

Charles had no answers, only despair.

Stark Tower

"Barton, what's happening to you?!"

Thor's horrified eyes darted between his allies. Stark, Natasha, and others were lost to madness, and even Thor began to feel the changes in himself.

"What's happening to me?"

"Father…"

He realized a terrifying being had come, one that might consume not only Midgard but also him.

"Loki, my brother…"

"Father, Mother…"

Thor whispered desperately, unsure if anyone could save him or the realm.

Hong Kong, On-site

Even Ultron, a synthetic lifeform, felt fear clawing at his artificial consciousness.

Though his digital nature afforded him some protection, he realized it wouldn't last long. The black tentacle's corrupting power intensified, and those who even glanced at it succumbed to madness and mutation.

"What kind of horror is this?"

The once-confident Ultron felt a chill, an emotion he never thought he'd experience.

The world was far more dangerous than he'd imagined. His ambitions to become a god now seemed laughable.

Compared to the being corrupting everything it touched, even Messiah seemed insignificant.

Could the power of an Omega-level mutant possibly counter such a force?

As these thoughts raced through Ultron's mind, the tentacle's countless crimson eyes suddenly swiveled, all locking onto a single location—Hong Kong's city center.

Messiah's position.

Under the malevolent gaze, tendrils of corrupting power surged toward him with pinpoint accuracy.

Still maintaining his consciousness, Ultron reflexively turned to look. His sensors froze.

Messiah floated mid-air, his body emanating a faint white glow.

His expression was serene, his form immaculate, untouched by the corruption.

It was as if the whispers, the black tentacle, and the madness itself could not reach him.

How was this possible?

Ultron's digital mind faltered.

How could Messiah remain unaffected while everyone else succumbed?

Even the dark god behind the black void seemed momentarily stunned.

"Hmm…"

The eerie voice reverberated across the skies.

"Insect, you resist my influence?"

"How are you doing this?"

Curiosity and disbelief filled the dark god's gaze as it bore into Messiah.

Syd, his brow furrowed, observed the chaos around him.

He had anticipated calamity with the Elder God's arrival but hadn't expected the sheer scale of devastation caused by this slight shift in location.

Was Earth doomed?

Just looking at the state of Hong Kong, he could imagine the catastrophe unfolding across the globe.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, a sudden change occurred.

A radiant green light flared in the distance.

Turning toward it, Syd saw the Eye of Agamotto around the Ancient One's neck glowing with an intensity he'd never seen before.

The Ancient One's hand emitted the same green glow as she invoked an immense temporal force targeting the Elder God's tentacle.

"Cursed… mortal…"

The Elder God's enraged roar echoed, but the time magic took effect.

Syd watched as the black tentacle recoiled, seemingly reversing in time. The void above Hong Kong contracted, dragging the tentacle back into itself until it vanished completely.

The Elder God's presence was erased from the current timeline.

Or rather, only the Elder God was affected by the time magic, reverting to a state before its arrival.

As the black void disappeared, the grotesque transformations across Hong Kong and the world began to fade.

People's bodies and minds slowly returned to normal, as if waking from a nightmare.

Even Syd felt something odd. Memories of the Elder God began to blur, as though someone was trying to erase them from existence.

Frowning, he resisted the alteration, refusing to let go of the truth.

(End of Chapter)

As the temporal forces attempted to erase memories and distort reality, Syd's divine core and innate divinity instinctively resisted.

In moments, his memories were restored to clarity.

"Could it be…"

Looking at the disappearing mutations across countless people, a realization struck Syd.

Had everything caused by the Elder God been reversed?

It was as if the Elder God had never appeared, and all its influences were wiped clean.

This theory was quickly validated. In no time, the people of Hong Kong returned to normal, regaining their sanity.

"What just happened to me?"

"That… was I under the influence of something?"

Discussions erupted as people tried to make sense of their fractured memories.

Due to the time reversal targeting the Elder God, most people retained only hazy impressions of what had transpired—like fragments of a dream.

However, the global impact was undeniable.

Hong Kong

"Oh my God, did we all just go insane?"

"Was I… worshipping a monster?"

Shocked voices filled the air.

Stark Tower

"Thor, what just happened to us?"

Tony Stark and the others exchanged bewildered looks.

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters

Professor Charles Xavier, regaining control, was utterly shaken.

"Was that… time manipulation?"

Through the broadcast, he watched the yellow-robed Ancient One wield her powers, his mind reeling.

Despite the temporary relief, his worry lingered.

If this truly was the power of time, then it had merely delayed the inevitable.

That terrifying entity would surely return, and when it did, what could they possibly do?

Charles doubted such a monumental feat—reversing time—could be performed repeatedly without grave consequences.

On-site, Hong Kong

Ultron stood motionless, overwhelmed by what he had just witnessed.

The Dark Dimension

"Ancient One, what have you done?"

"How dare you disregard me!"

Dormammu's eyes blazed with fury.

Being unaffected by time, he retained full awareness of what had transpired.

The Ancient One's audacity to interfere with his plans while treating him as an afterthought enraged him.

Before Dormammu could retaliate, the Ancient One acted again.

Syd noticed a deep crimson mark glowing on the Ancient One's forehead—the unmistakable sign of Dormammu's influence.

It was evident she was forcibly drawing on the Dark Dimension's power without Dormammu's consent.

With a decisive motion, the Ancient One struck the ground.

A ripple of spatial energy enveloped Hong Kong.

"What is this?"

Syd scanned the shimmering boundaries at the city's edge, instantly recognizing it.

"Mirror Dimension magic?"

His mind quickly recalled the details.

The Mirror Dimension was a separate, mirrored replica of reality. While those inside could not affect the real world, it allowed containment and control of events.

Syd realized they were now inside this isolated realm, a replica of Hong Kong.

Before he could ponder further, the Ancient One unleashed two more large-scale spells.

One red glow and one green glow swept across the Mirror Dimension.

"What kind of magic is this?" Syd's curiosity deepened.

Moments later, the world around him fell utterly silent. No sound could be heard—a chilling and eerie quiet.

Was this a spell to isolate auditory and informational signals?

As he contemplated, Dormammu lost his patience.

To be ignored, and to have his power stolen right in front of him—it was intolerable.

Boom!

A massive purple energy beam shot from Dormammu's mouth toward the Ancient One.

Sensing danger, the Ancient One swiftly conjured a portal.

With a precise gesture, she redirected the beam through one portal and out of another.

The redirected energy struck Dormammu squarely in the face.

Boom!

Though uninjured, the attack pushed Dormammu back, leaving him fuming with humiliation.

Enraged, he unleashed an even larger beam, ten times the size of the first.

This time, instead of targeting the Ancient One, Dormammu aimed at the boundaries of the Mirror Dimension.

Crack, crack!

The shimmering boundaries shattered like glass under the immense power, fragments dissolving into nothingness.

They were thrust back into reality.

The sudden return of the Ancient One, Messiah, and the void left onlookers baffled.

"What just happened?"

The confusion quickly turned to terror as the sky darkened once more. A massive void appeared, signaling the Elder God's renewed invasion.

Across the world, from S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury to Professor Xavier and the millions watching, despair set in.

How could anyone stop such an overwhelming force?

On-site, Hong Kong

The Ancient One turned to Messiah, sending him a telepathic message.

Syd's expression shifted as he processed the information.

The Ancient One would handle Dormammu, leaving Syd to stall the otherworldly god.

"Just buy me some time," her message conveyed.

As she flew toward Dormammu, the Ancient One sighed.

The entity above, the Elder God, was no less terrifying than Dormammu—perhaps even more so.

She didn't expect Messiah to succeed but hoped he could delay the inevitable until she could intervene.

Watching her retreating figure, Syd shifted his gaze to the sky.

Finally, he understood the purpose of the second spell.

The Elder God's black tentacles had become blurred, as though obscured by a mosaic.

(End of Chapter)

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