Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 188:



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The fact that dozens of sentry robots were taken down so easily-how could this be possible?

Both the Chitauri commander and Loki were filled with disbelief. These sentry robots were formidable, each one as powerful as a warship. They had seen firsthand how tough these machines were. And yet, in an instant, they were all destroyed? And not just one, but a whole group of them, all at once!

How could they believe what they were seeing?

Could it be... that the human woman wasn't lying after all? Perhaps she hadn't exaggerated- she had spoken the truth.

Loki and the Chitauri commander exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

If this had been a simple case of destruction, it would have been easier to accept. But the robots had turned into sand and then transformed into living butterflies.

Living creatures?!

This so-called Omega mutant had the ability to turn inanimate objects into living beings? What kind of power was this?

"A human from Earth?"

"Is this really a power that humans possess?"

At that moment, the Chitauri commander was utterly bewildered.

If the people of Earth were this powerful-no, if even a few of them were this powerful-why would they bother invading Earth? They'd be better off worrying about being invaded themselves.

Hearing his words, Loki weakly retorted, "No, technically, he's probably not human. He's most likely one of the gods from Asgard."

"Well, that's a relief..." The Chitauri commander was about to sigh in relief when he caught himself and cursed inwardly.

Relief? What nonsense!

"I don't recall any of your gods from Asgard having this kind of power!"

Even if this person wasn't human, the fact that someone from Asgard wielded such power was equally terrifying. It was far too abnormal and powerful!

Wait, wasn't this White-Clad Stranger supposedly Thor's brother, the son of Odin? If he was the son of the Allfather, that might explain a little, but still, this power seemed beyond reason-even Odin himself might not have this level of control.

If other alien powers found out that Asgard now had someone like this, what would they think? Would the plans for rebellion or invasion continue?

With Odin aging and weakening, many factions had been plotting in secret...

Shaking his head, the Chitauri commander decided these concerns were beyond him for now.

Suddenly, Loki spoke up, "Wait, didn't those humans mention that there's another Omega mutant? Someone called Messiah?"

This realization sent a wave of disbelief through Loki.

The Chitauri commander was equally shocked. He had nearly forgotten that the humans had spoken of two Omega mutants! If this one was so powerful, what about the other?

The Chitauri commander couldn't even imagine what that would look like. For a moment, he felt grateful.

Thank goodness that Messiah didn't show up here.

He made a mental note to investigate this Messiah after the battle to find out just what kind of monster they were dealing with.

As he pondered this, the Chitauri commander continued to stare in awe at the butterflies fluttering in the sky.

Meanwhile, Captain America and the others, along with the Chitauri commander, remained dumbfounded by the spectacle. The mysterious figure, on the other hand, felt a twinge of regret.

That fleeting moment when his chaotic magic had altered reality had passed too quickly-so quickly that he hadn't even had time to fully process it.

The reality-altering effect of chaotic magic had been triggered almost unconsciously.

It was no wonder chaotic magic's reality-warping was difficult to trigger-what a powerful yet elusive ability it was.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, he did notice that after reaching level four with his chaotic magic, the chances of triggering reality-warping had significantly increased. In the past, such a sensation wouldn't have even appeared.

"Maybe once I reach level five with chaotic magic, I'll be able to trigger reality-warping more frequently," he thought with anticipation.

After these thoughts, he glanced around at his surroundings.

The floating buildings were gradually returning to their original positions.

Clearly, the mirror dimension that Kaecilius had created was beginning to collapse.

The reason for this was simple: the divine light energy supply had been cut off, leaving Kaecilius without the energy needed to control the space.

After all, he had no interest in being trapped here. Without a Sling Ring to create a portal, escaping from the mirror dimension would be extremely difficult.

Unless, of course, he had a magical book, like the Darkhold, to study from and cast a specific spell to escape, or if his ability to manipulate space had reached a high enough level to allow for dimensional travel.

Using the Tesseract would also work, but unfortunately, he didn't know how to use it.

Now, it was only a matter of time before the mirror dimension fully dissipated.

Glancing around, he noticed that the mirror dimension extended for about eight or nine hundred meters.

Seeing this, he shook his head.

If things had followed their original course, Kaecilius would have borrowed Dormammu's power and created a mirror dimension large enough to encompass an entire city. Now... "Borrowing my power only allowed him to control a range of about a kilometer."

"Dormammu is truly wealthy. As the ruler of the Dark Dimension, having an entire dimension's resources at your disposal makes all the difference."

He couldn't help but feel the gap between himself and Dormammu.

"If I could mimic Syndra from League of Legends, I'd drain the Dark Dimension dry," he

thought with a playful smile.

After these musings, his gaze shifted to Captain America and the others, then to Kaecilius and

his group.

He nearly forgot about the main task at hand after all that thinking.

The next moment, his hands glowed red, and he floated into the air.

Seeing the black-clad figure approach, Kaecilius warily asked, "What do you want?"

Without responding, he raised his right hand.

In an instant, the Mind Scepter flew out of Kaecilius' grasp, carried by the red light, and

landed in his hand.

"Your goal was the scepter?" Captain America asked in shock from a distance.

Before Captain America could say anything more, Kaecilius frantically shouted, "Put that

down! It's an offering for the great Demon God!"

"White-Clad Stranger, I know you're powerful, but if you anger the Demon God, even you

won't have a good end!"

Hearing the warning, the mysterious figure's mouth twitched slightly.

He ignored Kaecilius and instead turned his gaze toward the device containing the Tesseract.

With a flick of his right hand, the device began to tremble.

"No!" Captain America and the others exclaimed in alarm.