Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Mephisto stared intently at the Messiah, wondering if the young man was finally softening.

If that were the case, the Messiah would be far easier to deal with!

In an instant, Mephisto's mind raced with several schemes.

But just as he entertained these thoughts, he noticed the Messiah, who claimed it wasn't worth his time, raising his right hand. Mephisto felt a pang of disappointment.

This Messiah...did he not fear that lies would grow his nose?

As Mephisto observed with interest, Johnny's expression shifted dramatically as he prepared to dodge. Just as Syd was about to casually deal with the Ghost Rider, he suddenly paused, his gaze turning to the distant horizon.

Even Mephisto, sensing the change, turned to look in the same direction.

Johnny, who had been bracing for an attack, froze in confusion.

What were Mephisto and the Messiah doing?

Not just him, but the United States and other nations monitoring the scene via satellite were equally puzzled by the sudden shift in attention.

"What's going on?"

While humans were baffled, Dormammu and the other dimensional beings caught a flash of understanding in their eyes.

"Spatial and temporal fluctuations?"

"Such intense disturbances—what's happening?"

"That direction…could it be…"

In a moment, their attention locked onto the source of the anomaly.

The area where the Messiah had fought the dimensional entities earlier, now calm and stable, suddenly erupted with disturbances once more.

The air rippled like water, creating folds in space until a massive rift tore open.

Through the gaping void, faint glimpses of another realm could be seen.

In the next instant, a towering, silver humanoid figure stepped through.

The figure, seemingly made of solid steel, scanned its surroundings.

More figures emerged, each unique in design. Some bore humanoid shapes, others resembled giant insects, while some appeared grotesquely alien.

But one thing was consistent—they were clearly not living beings, their forms entirely metallic. Robots, perhaps?

"How intriguing…"

Dormammu and the others observed closely, probing these strange arrivals with interest.

Meanwhile, the first silver figure, after surveying the area, spoke with a commanding voice.

"So this is the Prime Universe?"

"Doesn't look all that special…"

As it continued to inspect its surroundings, its initial caution faded, replaced by growing confidence.

It seemed the Prime Universe wasn't so different from the branch universe it came from.

The figure, calling itself Bastion, had learned about the Prime and branch universes by chance.

In its own universe, a branch of this one, it had eradicated every mutant. But that victory didn't satisfy it.

Driven by a deep-seated goal, Bastion sought out the Prime Universe to continue its mission of exterminating mutants.

Fortune had favored it—the Prime Universe's spatial barriers had proven weak, allowing an effortless entry.

With a cruel smile, Bastion declared inwardly, The mutants of this universe are next!

Soon, just like the mutants of its own branch universe, those here would be annihilated.

Maintaining the portal, Bastion allowed more Sentinel robots of various designs to emerge. Simultaneously, it commanded them to spread out and explore.

The unusual activity didn't go unnoticed—satellites from the United States and other nations quickly locked onto the area.

"What are those things?"

"An alien invasion?"

As fighter jets scrambled to investigate the site, circling the newly arrived Sentinels, the pilots attempted communication.

Bastion, however, regarded these humans with contempt.

To him, humans were mere slaves, subservient beings. In his world, humans were forcibly augmented with cybernetic implants to better serve their robotic overlords.

In response to the jets, the Sentinels unleashed red laser beams, cutting through the skies.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions lit up the ground and air as fighter jets burst into flames.

Satisfied, Bastion hacked into global networks, seizing control of countless electronic devices.

Moments later, televisions, smartphones, and computers worldwide displayed the image of a silver, robotic figure.

Bastion smiled and addressed the world,

"Greetings, humans. I come from another universe. You may call me Bastion."

"Of course, you might know me better as a Sentinel."

"But I come from a different universe."

Shock rippled through humanity as they processed his words. An advanced, intelligent machine from another universe? What could he want?

Bastion wasted no time in declaring his intentions.

"From this moment forward, humanity is under our control. All mutants among you will be exterminated."

The audacity of his proclamation left people stunned.

"Is this guy insane?"

"Take over humanity?!"

"And exterminate all mutants?!"

What kind of lunatic was this? Who gave him the audacity to make such claims?

As if anticipating their thoughts, Bastion elaborated,

"I've already eradicated all mutants in my universe."

"This one will be no different."

"Humans and mutants, you're welcome to resist."

His chilling words sent shockwaves through the world.

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of machine could achieve something like that?"

The notion of wiping out all mutants was staggering.

If Bastion wasn't lying…

Would humanity truly fall under the control of these robotic invaders?

And would all mutants, including figures like the Messiah and the White Knight, meet their end?

Were these Sentinels truly that powerful?

Doubt, fear, and confusion swept across the world like a tidal wave.

(End of Chapter)

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