Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 145:



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Watching the black-clad ghost drift towards the young man, Gilu and his two companions grew anxious. They exchanged glances, frantically thinking of a way to save the young man. Despite their earlier disdain, they didn't want to see someone die in front of them. Plus, they weren't sure if they would be next once the young man was gone.

As they rummaged through their gear, ready to pull out some high-tech weapons, the ghost hovering in front of the young man sniffed the air greedily and asked, "You're alive, right? Right?!"

The ghost's voice grew sharp with the last word.

Gilu and his team felt a chill run down their spines, silently praying the young man wouldn't respond. From their years of experience, they knew answering would spell trouble, possibly death for the young man.

Unfortunately, at this crucial moment, they couldn't speak up, only shake their heads and make hand signals behind the ghost's back. To make matters worse, three more ghosts-two men and an old woman-had boarded the bus, silencing the agents further.

All they could do was hope the young man would be wise enough not to react recklessly.

But then, they heard the young man's voice.

"Yes, I am alive," Syd replied, eyeing the ghost with a strange expression.

The male ghost was momentarily stunned, then broke into a greedy smile, just like the three other ghosts who had just boarded. Their eyes gleamed with hunger.

"You're mine!" the male ghost shrieked, lunging at Syd as if afraid his companions might snatch the prize away.

Gilu and his companions were horrified, almost too afraid to watch what would happen next. Just when they thought the young man was doomed, a bright light suddenly shone.

In the eyes of Gilu, his companions, and the ghosts, the male ghost dissolved like snow in sunlight the moment he touched the light.

In the blink of an eye, the greedy ghost vanished under the light.

The three remaining ghosts looked bewildered, while Gilu and his companions were equally stunned.

What just happened? Wasn't the young man supposed to scream and die at the ghost's hands? How did this...

The female agent suddenly realized something, her face turning pale with shock. "Are you... Messiah?"

Her words made Gilu and the other man gasp.

"What?"

"Messiah?"

They looked closely at the young man, and indeed, he looked more familiar the longer they stared. And that terrifying light...

Fear gripped their hearts as they exchanged glances, each seeing their own terror reflected back.

Gilu let out a bitter laugh. He had thought the young man was finished just moments ago. What a joke.

Even if they died, the Messiah probably wouldn't, right?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

So, the young man wasn't arrogant or dismissive earlier...

In fact, it seemed entirely fitting, and they felt no sense of incongruity at all.

While their thoughts raced, the three remaining ghosts recoiled in fear, one of them

screaming in terror. To an outsider, it might have looked like Syd was the ghost and they were the victims.

The old woman ghost spoke sharply, "Who are you, an exorcist?"

"You're done for! You killed a passenger on this ghost bus. The bus and the driver won't let you go!"

As if to confirm her words, the bus began to glow green, the interior becoming oppressively dark and sinister.

A cold energy swept towards Syd, who was sitting in the last row, and the driver at the front of the bus shakily stood up.

Seeing this, Gilu and his companions' faces fell, while the ghosts smirked with anticipation.

They hoped to feast on the young man's flesh and soul after he was killed by the bus and its driver.

Their greedy smiles widened.

As they envisioned their feast...

A blue light flashed.

Boom! The next second, the ghost bus split in half, and the eerie, sinister atmosphere dissipated.

The ghost driver froze, and the smug, expectant ghosts went rigid with shock.

"W-what just happened?" the old woman stammered, her face blank with disbelief.

"Is he human, or are we human...?"

The other ghosts and the driver were equally stunned.

The bus wobbled, tilting to one side. Gilu and his companions clung to their seats, alarmed.

Syd floated in the air, simply releasing his internal light energy.

Like the sun itself, the light enveloped the ghostly bus.

The next second...

"Ahhhh..."

Screams echoed.

The ghosts' eyes widened in terror as their bodies disintegrated like snow under the sunlight.

Not only did the ghosts vanish, but the entire bus began to dissipate into green vapors under

the light.

"No, spare us, sir!"

"We didn't know you were such a noble being. Please spare us..."

The ghosts begged for mercy, but received no response.

Within seconds, they and the bus disappeared in the sunlight.

Gilu and his team, sprawled on the road, stared blankly around them, shivering as they looked

at the floating Messiah.

The Messiah's power was indeed as terrifying as ever...

Glancing at them briefly, Syd scanned the area from above.

Something felt off about the surroundings, especially the old bus stop not far away.

This place couldn't possibly exist in reality; it was too old and eerie, like something from a

past century.

He suspected this was not the real world, or it was cloaked in an illusion.

An idea for a solution struck him instantly.

Using Sunshine or simply releasing his internal light energy, he chose the latter.

This creepy place didn't warrant using Sunshine.

He ascended a bit higher.

The next second, he unleashed his internal light energy.

An endless flood of sunlight illuminated the eerie area.

It was like a sun had descended and hung in the sky.