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[Starting as a Class 5 Mutant] Chapter 384/385
🕑 Added 2025-01-15 16:00:09 +0000 UTCThe Sun God, Ra?!
Are you kidding?
The legendary Sun God of Egyptian mythology, the creator of the world, appearing here?
Even though Lisa and the others were drowning in despair, this revelation struck them harder than the pharaoh's sudden resurrection.
Their first reaction was disbelief. But when they saw the pharaoh's shocked expression under the sunlight, they began to waver.
Could it really be true?!
Kabba and the other guardians of the pyramid were the most shaken.
Due to their unique lineage, these hereditary guardians had maintained a devout faith in the Egyptian gods, especially the Sun God, Ra.
Now, the pharaoh was claiming that Ra himself had descended. How could they not be astounded?
While disbelief and shock spread among them, the pharaoh continued to call out loudly, "Is it you, the great Sun God, Ra?"
His voice echoed through the chamber.
Meanwhile, not far away, Syd stood in the corridor, his expression one of bemusement.
"Sun God, Ra?"
"Is this guy mistaken?"
He felt both amused and exasperated.
Then it clicked. It was likely his photon energy and his connection to Balder, the Norse god of light, that had caused this misunderstanding.
With a sigh, Syd spoke, his voice calm and deliberate.
"You've got the wrong god. I am not Ra, the Sun God."
His voice, imbued with divine resonance, carried through the chamber like the very rhythm of the universe itself.
This time, he didn't hold back the full power of his divine speech, letting the fifth-level divine aura permeate his words.
The instant his voice echoed in the chamber, Lisa, Kabba, the pharaoh, and everyone else froze.
The voice was majestic, profound, and awe-inspiring, as if every word spoken was a universal truth. It demanded belief and reverence.
The immediate reaction was unanimous: this was not a human voice.
It could only belong to a god!
Every single person in the pyramid shared this conviction.
For Lisa and the others, this realization brought shock.
A god? Here?
A being that existed only in myths and legends was now speaking?
But the message within the voice left them dumbfounded.
"Not Ra?"
"The pharaoh was mistaken?"
"Then… which god is this?"
The confusion deepened among Lisa and the others.
Even Kabba and the guardians, despite their disappointment, couldn't help but feel curiosity about the identity of this mysterious deity.
While their thoughts swirled, the pharaoh spoke again, his disbelief evident.
"Impossible! I can feel it—the overwhelming, sun-like energy emanating from you!"
"Such power belongs solely to the great Sun God, Ra!"
His tone shifted to one of disappointment as he continued. "Are you unwilling to meet me?"
"Perhaps it's true… we, who claim to be your descendants, might not be worthy."
"Even if we are, I am unfit to stand before you. How could someone like me meet such a divine presence?"
The arrogance and cruelty that had once defined the pharaoh seemed to vanish in the face of his unwavering faith.
He was certain that the presence within the pyramid was the Sun God, Ra—or at least an avatar of him.
After all, who else could exude such radiant, sun-like energy?
As the pharaoh's reverent words echoed, Giovanni whispered to Kabba, "Is he saying he's a descendant of Ra?"
Kabba nodded, his voice low. "In ancient Egypt, the first pharaoh declared himself the son of the Sun God, often seen as the gods' earthly representative. He was worshipped as a divine figure by his subjects."
"Whether it's true or not… who can say?"
Hearing this explanation, Lisa and the others nodded, not particularly surprised. Many rulers throughout history had claimed divine lineage to solidify their power.
Then, the profound voice spoke again.
"I've already said—you have mistaken me for another."
Yet, no matter how Syd tried to correct him, the pharaoh refused to believe it.
His conviction only deepened as he sensed the undeniable presence of divine energy in the pyramid.
Determined to confirm his beliefs, the pharaoh began to chant an incantation in a language incomprehensible to the others.
As the chant ended, something extraordinary happened.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The entire pyramid began to quake violently.
"What's happening?"
"Is it collapsing?!"
Fear surged through Lisa, Kabba, and everyone else. If the pyramid collapsed, they would be buried alive.
Fortunately, their fears didn't materialize.
Instead, under their astonished gazes, the upper layers of the pyramid peeled away as though the roof were being opened.
Blazing sunlight flooded into the once-dark chamber, illuminating the corridors and halls.
Roar!
Rustle…
Terrified by the sudden light, swarms of black scarabs scattered, while the mummies and other shadowy creatures retreated into hiding.
Lisa and the others shrank back in fear at the eerie sounds.
Then, as the ceiling fully opened, the pyramid's structure flattened into a vast, open space, like a massive arena.
In their stunned silence, Lisa and the others noticed something amidst the sunlight—a figure floating midair.
This figure wore luxurious, otherworldly white robes and a mysterious mask, exuding a divine and regal aura.
At the sight of him, everyone froze, their hearts pounding.
Was this… a god?
Could it be Ra, the Sun God?
But the white robes…
Some among the group found the attire oddly familiar, as though they had seen something like it before.
The pharaoh's eyes gleamed with recognition, his faith only strengthening.
"It's like staring directly at the sun…"
For the first time in centuries, the pharaoh felt warmth and reverence.
(End of Chapter)
As the pharaoh tried to sense the divine presence, far away in Egypt's capital and in other nations like the United States, astonishment flashed across countless faces.
Moments earlier, a massive golden pillar of light had erupted into the sky from the desert, connecting heaven and earth. The phenomenon was so extraordinary that it drew global attention.
Naturally, various national security agencies detected the energy surge and focused on the area. Satellites were immediately repositioned to capture the scene.
What they discovered left them dumbfounded—a pristine pyramid standing amidst the desert sands, untouched by erosion, as though it had just been constructed.
"How is this possible?"
Nearby Egyptian towns and cities, as well as tourists visiting the area, were also captivated by the golden pillar.
"A supernatural phenomenon?"
"A divine miracle?"
Whether local Egyptians or tourists, everyone was left gawking at the sight, murmuring theories as they debated the nature of the spectacle.
While the U.S. military and other nations remained wary and confused, their satellite feeds revealed something even more surprising—the pyramid's apex began to peel open, exposing its interior.
Captured in high definition, the images showed the pharaoh, Lisa, and the others within the pyramid, along with a white-robed figure floating midair.
Unlike Lisa and the others, the U.S. military, unfamiliar with Ra's mythology, instantly reacted to the white-robed figure:
"The White Cloak?"
Confusion spread rapidly.
"What is the White Cloak doing here?"
"What's the connection between him and this pyramid?"
Unable to make sense of the situation, they wasted no time deliberating and made a decisive move.
After a cursory notification to Egypt, the U.S. activated their latest space-based weapon system.
The weapon, designed specifically to counter threats like the White Cloak and the Messiah, was installed covertly across key regions—including Egypt.
In moments, ten massive white structures, camouflaged in orbit, revealed themselves. Far larger than satellites, they began assembling enormous weaponized apertures.
Seven of these apertures glowed with a bluish light.
Boom!
Seven concentrated energy beams shot down toward the desert, targeting the pyramid with pinpoint accuracy.
Simultaneously, three other space-based weapons launched strange white missiles at supersonic speeds toward the ground.
The assault continued relentlessly, with more beams and missiles firing in rapid succession.
In the desert:
On the pyramid's newly revealed platform, the pharaoh, filled with excitement moments earlier, froze. His expression tightened, his gaze lifting to the sky.
"What's happening? I feel danger approaching…"
Hidden within Syd's right hand, Venom communicated urgently via telepathy:
"Syd, there's danger above us!"
Even without Venom's warning, Syd's divine instincts had already detected the threat. He raised his eyes skyward.
The pharaoh and the suspected Sun God, Ra, both turned their attention to the heavens. Lisa and the others followed suit, their expressions puzzled.
But confusion quickly gave way to terror as seven blue energy beams streaked down from above, hurtling toward the pyramid with incredible speed.
Lisa and the others barely had time to react.
The pharaoh, though magically attuned, could sense the danger but was physically unable to respond in time.
Fear gripped his heart.
"What kind of attack is this?"
"Could it be an assault from other gods?"
"How dare they attack this being?!"
The pharaoh's thoughts raced as he realized the attacks were directed not at him, but at the white-robed figure.
Before anyone could react further, Syd moved.
In an instant, he vanished from the platform and reappeared high in the air, directly in the path of the oncoming beams.
His right hand glowed with a crimson light.
[Chaos Magic Experience +1]
With a casual swipe of his hand, his Chaos Magic surged forth, enveloping the seven energy beams.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Before the beams could explode, they were snuffed out as though swatted by an invisible hand.
It was as effortless as brushing away flies.
Watching this unfold, the U.S. military wasn't surprised by the White Cloak's ability to neutralize the attack.
They had anticipated his defense and had prepared accordingly.
Above Egypt, the seven space-based weapons that had fired the beams emitted spatial distortions around their apertures.
As more blue beams were fired, they vanished mid-flight, only to reappear in different locations.
Below:
As Syd casually swatted away the energy beams, he noticed a spatial ripple to his left. He instinctively dodged, and the redirected beams shot past him, slamming into the distant desert.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Spatial manipulation?" Syd muttered, his eyes narrowing.
"Is this advanced technology, or a mutant's ability?"
After a brief moment of thought, he leaned toward the latter.
Still, he wasn't particularly concerned.
After all, even if the beams hit him…
Syd stroked his chin, pondering. "Would they even hurt me?"
Under the watchful eyes of the U.S. military and other global observers, the White Cloak continued to evade the attacks with playful ease.
No matter how or where the energy beams reappeared, his incredible speed rendered them ineffective.
The military personnel watching from command centers were visibly frustrated.
"Is that just pure speed?"
"It's not teleportation?"
They turned to the mutant assisting with spatial manipulation, who shook his head in confirmation.
This realization left the officers both stunned and grim-faced.
On the pyramid platform:
As Syd's supersonic movements created sonic booms, the shockwaves sent Lisa and the others tumbling through the air.
Had he used his full speed, the resulting wind pressure could have been lethal.
Even so, many of them sustained injuries.
The only one who managed to stay on his feet was the pharaoh, though he stood frozen, staring at the sky in disbelief.
"What kind of speed is this?"
"Is this the speed of a god?"
The pharaoh watched in awe as the white-robed figure blurred across the sky, moving so swiftly that it appeared as though he was teleporting. One moment he was still, the next he was somewhere else entirely.
Each casual motion widened the chasm between mortal and divine in the pharaoh's mind.
He had also witnessed Syd snuff out the energy beams with a mere wave of his hand.
Such destructive power, nullified so effortlessly?
Shock gave way to doubt in the pharaoh's heart.
"Could this being… not be the great Sun God, Ra?"
For the first time, the pharaoh began to question his assumption.
After all, the power wielded by this figure wasn't the radiant force of the sun—it was something else entirely, a crimson energy unlike anything he had seen.
"Have I been mistaken all along?"
Confusion clouded his mind as the truth eluded him.
(End of Chapter)
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