Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 124:



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Stark Tower.

"Sir, here's the latest news on Messiah..." JARVIS projected the news in front of Tony.

Tony, working on his new suit, raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Who's stronger?"

He instantly had a bias in his mind. Although Messiah was an Omega-level mutant, he still believed the White-Clad Freak's abilities were more potent and terrifying.

Altering, Distorting Reality...

Whether it was changing matter or making the Sentinel robots disappear, it all showcased the White-Clad Freak's terrifying power! Even though both were Omega-level mutants, Tony sensed a difference.

However, after reading the man Igel's comment, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Could it be true?

If this guy's theory was right, then Messiah was even more absurd than the White-Clad Freak! Tony frowned and ordered JARVIS, "Pull up video footage of Messiah from the beginning until now."

Quickly, a series of video clips appeared before him, and Tony reviewed them swiftly.

After a while, he realized that the theory had some solid evidence. Messiah's power indeed seemed to be growing rapidly.

If it was all true, Messiah's terror couldn't even be described in words...

Of course, just like others who refuted it, he wanted to believe in science and reason.

Tony didn't want to believe this theory either.

Could any mutant's potential be that terrifying and unimaginable...

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

The X-Men and mutant students were discussing the topic of Messiah.

To them, both Messiah and the White-Clad Freak were terrifying, objects of their admiration and envy.

However, when it came to comparing who was stronger, they, like the ordinary people, felt the White-Clad Freak's abilities were more extraordinary.

"Messiah's power and abilities are growing rapidly over time?"

"No way, that can't be true!"

The mutant students were in disbelief. Even if Messiah was an Omega-level mutant, this was too outrageous!

Office.

"Professor..." Scott handed the latest information to Professor Xavier.

After reading it, Professor Xavier's face grew solemn.

He had thought he was already paying enough attention to Messiah, but it seemed he had underestimated him.

If the theory about Messiah's rapid growth in power was true, then Messiah was unbelievably terrifying!

A mutant growing so quickly was something he had never seen!

Moreover, he dreaded to think what kind of disaster could occur if Messiah fell into the wrong hands.

"I hope this theory is incorrect." Professor Xavier sighed, "That child's power is already terrifying enough. If it continues to grow, I fear he won't be able to control it. If it goes out of control..."

Scott tried to comfort him, "Professor, don't worry too much. Messiah's power is already terrifying. His growth speed can't be that fast."

"There can't be a monster with such overwhelming strength and endless growth potential. You can rest assured, Professor!"

Hearing this, Professor Xavier thought for a moment and realized Scott had a point. He gradually set aside his worries.

S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Seeing Director Fury in a frowning and dazed state, Agent Coulson asked with concern. Looking at the latest news on Messiah, Fury furrowed his brows and subconsciously touched the pager to call Captain Marvel.

He was hesitating whether to summon Captain Marvel back from another planet.

After a moment, he reassured himself that it was just a theory and there was no need to

overthink it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was unnecessary to call Captain Marvel back to Earth from far away.

Estimating that she's probably busy saving aliens right now.

As far as he knew, the only one currently capable of contending with Messiah and the White- Clad Freak was his old friend, Captain Marvel.

As Syd's topic heated up, host Irina saw an opportunity to gain traction and decided to capitalize on the moment.

Moreover, her boss had sent the latest information about Messiah, perfect for a live broadcast.

With that in mind, she began preparing immediately.

Half an hour later, Irina's announcement of another live broadcast quickly spread across the

internet.

"Irina is live again?"

"Get lost, we don't need your broadcast!"

"Irina, you have no credibility here!"

Irina was well aware of the ridicule and insults online but was used to it by now.

When she teased the audience with news about Messiah, the viewers finally calmed down.

At 11 a.m., the live broadcast began on time.

Under the spotlight, Irina, dressed in a pink dress with dyed red hair, radiated a vibrant

energy.

"Hello, dear viewers, it's great to see you again. I'm your old friend, Irina."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Holding a white microphone, she smiled sweetly.

Hearing her opening line, viewers almost lost their composure, ready to mock her. Irina, knowing their sentiments, wasted no time and dropped a bombshell. "Today, I bring you the latest update on Messiah, and it's a huge piece of good news."

"Not long ago, the military reported that they had repelled and defeated Messiah once."

Upon hearing this, the viewers, who were just mocking Irina, fell silent, their eyes wide with

disbelief.

"Messiah was repelled and defeated?"

"No way, that's impossible!"

"Irina, you must be lying again!"

Their first reaction was disbelief.

All along, Messiah had given them the impression of being invincible. Especially after the recent city-destroying incident, they couldn't believe anyone could defeat him.

Now, Irina was boldly claiming that Messiah was repelled and defeated. How could they

believe that?

Seeing their reaction, Irina quickly explained, "This is true. The military did repel and defeat

Messiah."

"According to the information, the military used several powerful missiles in a long-range

attack on Messiah."

As she spoke, she gestured towards a man in the distance, saying, "I've invited a witness to share the specifics. Please welcome him."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a nondescript white man stepped onto the stage.