Arishem, the Celestial Judge, spoke with a deep and commanding voice that seemed to carry a hint of admiration.
"However, this ends here," he said calmly. "Your power is still far too weak."
Even as he fended off Syd's relentless attacks, Arishem unleashed a massive, concentrated crimson energy beam.
Boom!
Under the gaze of humanity, the fiery red energy engulfed the regenerating Syd.
Boom!
Syd could feel his body disintegrating. Despite the formidable strength of his divine body, it was pure folly to believe he could emerge unscathed against the Celestial Judge Arishem's assault without defense.
If he had abandoned his offense and focused purely on defense, he might have lasted a while longer.
But it was meaningless; any defense would eventually fall.
"Forget it. This is just another death simulation..."
Realizing the vast power gap, Syd decided there was no point in continuing to resist.
Boom!
Under the stunned eyes of humanity, the crimson energy surged relentlessly. When the chaos subsided, his figure had vanished completely.
Witnessing this, the onlookers were left in shock.
"Is the White Cloak really dead?"
"What is that giant red monster? It's terrifying!"
While they were still grappling with these questions, some residual crimson energy struck the North American continent, triggering another wave of tectonic shocks.
Volcanic eruptions and tsunamis grew even more intense.
Having dealt with the nuisance in front of him, Arishem's surrounding space warped with distortions and strange phenomena. In an instant, he vanished as though he had never been there.
Syd's perception faded quickly, plunging him into darkness.
In the blink of an eye, his consciousness returned to reality.
Frowning, Syd muttered, "There's still a gap in power compared to the Celestial Judge Arishem."
Still, he wasn't overly disheartened.
After all, considering his Omega-level abilities, Sunshine and Chaos Magic, hadn't reached level five yet, the fact that he could even injure Arishem was impressive.
Once Sunshine and Chaos Magic reached level five, everything would be different!
With this in mind, he looked at the progress bar for Sunshine's upgrade, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Without hesitation, he began practicing.
[Sunshine EXP +1]
"Right, the attack earlier must have been orchestrated by the American military," Syd mused, frowning slightly.
"When Sunshine reaches level five, I'll give them something big to remember!"
Determined, he resumed practicing in the desert.
[Sunshine EXP +1]
Meanwhile, in New York City, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters...
Nick Fury's laptop suddenly received an update from one of his agents.
"Marinus?"
Nick Fury raised an eyebrow.
He had some memory of Marinus.
Due to the White Cloak and Messiah incidents, Fury, though reluctant to make them enemies, had been seeking ways to counter them. Among his strategies, he had dispatched teams to gather and monitor various mythological artifacts worldwide.
Naturally, Egypt's enigmatic sites were a focus of these efforts.
Marinus had been assigned to infiltrate a group guarding the pyramids. Had he found something extraordinary?
Curious, Fury opened the report.
"Strange activity at the pyramids?"
Initially unimpressed, Fury's expression shifted to one of shock as he read further.
"Pharaoh resurrected?"
Nearby, Agent Hill heard the comment and gave Fury a questioning look. "Director, what pharaoh is resurrecting?"
Fury, however, was too engrossed in the report to respond, his attention riveted.
"Is the White Cloak disguising himself as Ra, the Egyptian sun god?"
"Did that pharaoh actually say this?" Fury murmured, dumbfounded.
Hill was equally stunned by the statement.
Shaking his head, Fury struggled to dismiss the notion.
The White Cloak as the Egyptian sun god?
Yet the information provided by Marinus seemed strangely plausible.
The White Cloak had appeared suddenly, with no known past. Coupled with his ability to manipulate sunlight, bend reality, and create seemingly godlike effects…
The more Fury thought about it, the more alarmed and frustrated he became.
Dealing with the White Cloak as an Omega-level mutant was troublesome enough. Now, the possibility of him being the legendary Ra compounded the problem.
"If that's true, will our mistletoe-based weapon even work?"
Hill, having pieced together the gist of the situation, was similarly astonished.
Naturally, word of this incident also reached Hydra agents embedded within S.H.I.E.L.D., causing ripples of shock in their ranks.
Far away, at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters...
Wolverine, Logan, abruptly sat up in bed, breathing heavily.
There was a newfound depth to his gaze, a sense of weariness that hadn't been there before.
Looking around the familiar yet strange room, Logan's expression turned to one of astonishment.
He moved to the window, pulled back the curtain, and let the sunlight flood in.
Logan's eyes reflected a mix of disbelief and nostalgia.
The sight of the pristine, undamaged Xavier's School was worlds apart from what he had experienced.
Images of the bleak future flashed in his mind:
A dark, devastated world overrun by sentinel robots that hunted mutants and humans alike.
Under relentless attacks, both species had been driven to near extinction.
In the final moments, with the remnants of Xavier's School about to be annihilated, the Professor had proposed a desperate plan.
Using Kitty Pryde's powers, they would send someone's consciousness back in time to prevent the catastrophic future.
Normally, Kitty could only send someone back a few weeks—at most a month. Any further, and even the Professor's mind would break under the strain.
This mission fell to Logan, whose regenerative abilities could repair his mind.
With Kitty's assistance, after a painful ordeal, his consciousness successfully traveled back to the past.
Recalling the tragedies of the future, Logan's face hardened.
(End of Chapter)
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