Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 233:



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This kind of behavior was typical for him.

Professor X had once built a mental cage deep within Jean Grey's mind, trying to lock away the destructive personality of the Dark Phoenix.

Unfortunately, none of the mental cages Professor X created lasted indefinitely, including the one he set up for himself.

Syd remembered that in the future, during one incident where Magneto enraged Professor X, an angry Charles forcibly invaded Magneto's consciousness.

In doing so, the seal suppressing his own negative thoughts was shattered.

The fusion of both his and Magneto's negative consciousness gave birth to a powerful entity! An entity known as Onslaught!

Onslaught wiped out numerous superheroes, and if it hadn't been for Franklin, a mutant who revived them, countless lives would have been lost...

After thinking about it for a moment, Syd refocused his attention on Professor X.

Standing nearby was his old acquaintance, Chris-burly, rugged, and with a somewhat weathered yet handsome face, resembling a middle-aged man. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Before he could speak, Syd looked at Professor X and said, "Where are those Sentinel robots? Take me to them."

Logan and the others looked at Syd in surprise.

He was ready to confront the Sentinels already? Without any preparation?

They were just about to express concern but then remembered that this was the Messiah standing before them.

If the Messiah couldn't handle the Sentinel robots, then no one could!

Cyclops (Scott) responded seriously, "Messiah, I'll take you there."

"I'm coming too," Storm (Ororo) added.

Hearing this, Logan also expressed his desire to go.

Scott turned to the rest with concern, "No, the Sentinels are too dangerous. I'll go with the Messiah alone; if something happens..."

Before he could finish, Logan interrupted, "Cyclops, stop fussing! I said I'm going, so I'm going!"

Storm nodded in agreement.

Seeing he couldn't convince them otherwise, Scott finally relented, and the three of them agreed to go together.

Soon, they exited the X-Mansion and got into a black car, heading towards the area where the Sentinels had been frequently spotted.

"I hope everything goes well..." Professor X muttered worriedly as he watched the black car drive away.

Hank (Beast), standing beside him, reassured him, "Don't worry, Professor. With Messiah there, everything will be fine."

Charles knew this, but the terrifying nature of the Sentinel robots kept him from shaking off his anxiety.

While they were talking, neither noticed that Iceman, Shadowcat, and a few other students had disappeared.

At that moment, Iceman and the others had gotten into a car, following the direction where Syd and the group had gone.

"Bobby, isn't this a bad idea?" Shadowcat (Kitty) said with a worried expression.

Clearly, she didn't approve of following Logan and the others.

"What's there to be afraid of? We're not going to fight; we're just watching from a distance," said Ludwin, a young mutant, excitedly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Bobby (Iceman) agreed, "He's right, Kitty. We're just going to watch from a distance. Don't you want to see the fight? Aren't you curious?"

Hearing this, Shadowcat hesitated, but in the end, her curiosity got the better of her, and she went along with the plan.

With one car in front and one behind...

After more than half an hour, the group arrived at the location where the Sentinel robots had been sighted.

Syd stepped out of the car, scanning the vast, desolate area.

There were no Sentinels in sight.

He turned to Logan and the others, about to ask them something, when suddenly, he heard a noise in the distance.

A booming sound echoed from afar...

Syd looked in the direction of the noise and began walking toward it.

Behind him, Storm, Logan, and Cyclops were puzzled.

"Syd, where are you going?" Logan called out.

Getting no response, the three of them, both confused and helpless, followed him.

After a moment, Logan's expression changed-he seemed to have heard something.

"What's wrong, Logan?"

Before Storm could ask, she too heard the noise, and her gaze shifted toward the direction ahead.

As the four of them rounded a corner, they were met with a horrifying scene.

In the distance, three tall, slender, pitch-black Sentinel robots were relentlessly attacking a

building.

Boom!

A laser beam shot out, blowing a large hole in the building.

"Sentinel robots?" Logan and the others heard faint screams coming from inside the

building.

At the same time, they saw the Sentinel on the far right holding a young man, who appeared

to be unconscious, in its grasp. The man had a collar around his neck-a mutant power

inhibitor.

Logan, Storm, and Cyclops were on high alert, focused on the Sentinel robots. They couldn't help but feel astonished by how accurately Messiah had predicted this encounter.

Had Messiah known all along?

As they continued to watch the Sentinels in the distance, the three of them were unsure how to proceed or how to resolve the situation.

Without paying attention to Logan and the others' hesitation, Syd stepped forward.

"Syd..."

Logan and the others were stunned.

Before he had taken many steps, the Sentinel robots seemed to sense something and stopped

their attacks, all turning their heads in unison to look at him.

It was as if a specific setting had been triggered-they focused solely on Syd, completely

ignoring the four mutants inside the building.

Even Logan and the others further away were ignored by the Sentinels.

Clearly, in their programming, Messiah was their primary target for elimination.

Inside the building, Wellington and the others were trembling in fear.

"Sentinel robots..."

"Three monsters!"

"What do we do? Are we going to die?"

They waited in despair for judgment to descend.

Suddenly, they realized the Sentinels had stopped attacking.

Confused, they cautiously peeked outside, only to witness something astonishing.

The three black Sentinel robots were staring intently into the distance.

Not only had they stopped attacking, but they seemed unusually cautious, not making any

moves at all.

"What's going on?"

"What's happening?"

In their bewilderment, they followed the Sentinels' gaze and saw something that puzzled

them further.

In the distance, at the end of their line of sight, they could vaguely make out a mysterious figure dressed in black, standing there, seemingly staring down the Sentinels.

What's going on?

Wellington and the others were filled with confusion.

What were the Sentinels doing, staring at this person?

Why weren't they attacking?

This behavior was completely contrary to everything they knew about Sentinels.

Weren't Sentinels supposed to be ruthless, violent, and quick to attack at the slightest

provocation?

This strange stillness defied everything they understood.