Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 131:



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If Syd were here and saw this blue-skinned man, he would immediately recognize who this guy is. It is none other than Apocalypse, the oldest mutant and the first mutant.

During ancient Egypt, he was even worshiped as a god by humans at the time and ruled over ancient Egypt.

His abilities are numerous, including but not limited to telekinesis, super strength, matter manipulation into sand, teleportation, and enhancing other mutants' abilities.

The reason he possesses so many abilities is due to his soul transfer ability, or more precisely, energy transfer. He can perform a ritual to take over another person's body, permanently acquiring their abilities. Each time he takes over a mutant, he gains another ability.

Over three thousand years ago, the ancient Egyptians, dissatisfied with his rule, rebelled during one of his rituals to take over a mutant with super healing abilities, interrupting the transfer ritual. In the end, the pyramid where the ritual was held collapsed, and his body was protected by his Horsemen of Apocalypse, preventing major damage, until now when he has awakened.

...

Cairo, Egypt.

On the yellow-toned streets, En Sabah Nur, also known as Apocalypse, was walking.

Suddenly, a car almost hit him.

Apocalypse showed no fear, ignored the driver's curses, touched the car, and then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, he saw a mutant being mistreated.

Not far away on the street, a small boy wearing ragged pants, naked on the upper body with black patterns, squatted on the ground, surrounded by a group of kids bullying him.

"You disgusting freak, mutant germ..."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The children punched and kicked the boy, ignoring his cries and pleas.

At this moment, Apocalypse walked over and stopped them with a gesture. "Stop."

Seeing him approach, the children instinctively stopped and looked curiously at this strange

man.

Not only did he look odd, but even the way he spoke was peculiar.

A sturdy boy stood out, hands on his hips, and said, "Who are you? Stay out of our business!"

Apocalypse didn't say much, grabbed the boy by the collar, and casually threw him several meters away.

"Ah..."

Seeing this, the children were terrified, screamed, and fled in panic.

"Child, you're safe now."

Apocalypse walked to the bullied mutant boy and squatted down.

As they tried to communicate, Apocalypse quickly learned the local language using his rapid learning abilities. In less than ten minutes, they heard footsteps from afar.

Apocalypse and the boy turned to see four adults holding sticks and other objects.

"Did you bully my kid?"

"You freakish clown, do you want to die..."

Behind them were several kids, looking smugly at Apocalypse and the boy.

One of the burly parents prepared to raise his stick to teach the clown a lesson.

But at that moment, they saw the blue-skinned man raise his hand slightly. Instantly, a part of the yellowish wall turned into sand.

The sand flashed, and with a puff, the parent ready to strike had his head sliced off by the sand.

"Ah..."

Seeing the severed head, the people around showed expressions of horror and began to flee, screaming.

The boy on the ground was also startled, stammering, "You... you killed someone..."

Apocalypse didn't respond, pulled the boy up, and walked away.

Along the way, he collected and learned the modern language while speaking in his broken sentences, "They betrayed me, forgot their god, and deserve punishment."

Looking down at the boy, Apocalypse asked, "What's your name?"

The boy hesitated and said, "My name is Todd."

As they walked along the yellow roads, they began to talk about mutants.

"Is life this hard for you now?" Apocalypse asked, confused.

"What do you mean?" Todd looked puzzled. "Are you talking about us mutants?"

Seeing Apocalypse nod, Todd lowered his head in frustration.

"Yes, sir, our situation as mutants is very bad now. Since the Light Incident, it's gotten worse. Being bullied like I was is considered lucky..."

Light Incident?

Apocalypse paused but didn't interrupt, continuing to listen.

Todd continued, "Some are worse off. I've heard some are taken to labs for inhumane

experiments!"

When he finished, Apocalypse asked, "Isn't anyone resisting?"

Hearing this, Todd lowered his head, showing a hint of sadness.

"Some resisted, but the effect was minimal. They couldn't match the armed forces, and every resister died."

Apocalypse continued, "Don't you have strong ones among you? Are they all as weak as you?"

"Weak?" Todd felt embarrassed.

Apocalypse nodded.

In his eyes, whether it was Todd or someone several levels stronger, they were all weak, a confidence from being the strongest mutant of his era.

Are mutants of this era so weak...

Seeing Apocalypse nod, Todd then thought of something and said, "There are, like the

Messiah..."

Just as he was about to say more, they heard footsteps again.

Apocalypse and Todd turned to see a modern armed squad approaching.

"It's the army, we have to run!" Todd, scared, widened his eyes in fear.

He tried to pull Apocalypse's hand to run, but Apocalypse remained unmoved, standing still.

Todd was nearly in tears, looking at the surrounding soldiers with their black guns aimed at them, his legs almost giving way in fear.

Seeing the two, the leading soldier with a full black beard smirked, aiming his gun at them.

"Two mutant scums, don't you know where you are? This isn't a place for you to be arrogant." "Just because you have some mutant abilities, you think you can do whatever you want? You have a lot of nerve!"

"Do you think you're the Messiah? You're seeking death!"

Todd was nearly in tears, while Apocalypse, En Sabah Nur, was moved.

Messiah?