Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 437: Chapter 437



Not only Mephisto but also beings like Lucifer, who had some knowledge of the Ghost Rider, were equally stunned by the scene unfolding before them.

This young Messiah dared to meet the Ghost Rider's gaze?

However, it was too late for any intervention. The Messiah had already locked eyes with the Ghost Rider.

Johnny's expression lit up with delight.

This Messiah, drenched in sin and soaked in blood, would surely perish under the Penance Stare, his soul incinerated!

As Johnny confidently anticipated the inevitable, Syd felt a mysterious force trying to infiltrate his mind and influence his consciousness.

Unfortunately for Johnny, this force was powerless against Syd's divine strength and mental resilience. His spirit was far beyond such meddling.

However, curious about the effect of the Penance Stare, Syd didn't resist, allowing himself to be drawn into the illusion-like realm it created.

Amid a fiery sea of hellfire, he saw countless figures he had killed.

Their final moments, their pain, and their curses echoed in his ears.

Outside, Johnny sensed something and initially frowned, thinking the Penance Stare had failed. But then his face lit up with joy.

The Messiah had fallen for it!

No matter how powerful he was, there was no escaping now!

Mephisto and the watching Dormammu hesitated, sensing something was off. Could the Messiah truly be defeated?

Johnny roared,

"Messiah! Your soul is stained with the blood of countless innocents. Feel their pain!" "Repent!"

As he reveled in the satisfaction of forcing the Messiah into repentance and punishment, Syd's calm voice cut through his thoughts.

"So?" Syd asked, his expression unchanging.

The scene fell into a stunned silence.

Johnny's flaming skull twisted in disbelief.

"How...how are you unharmed?"

"You should already be under the effects of the Penance Stare!"

"You should be repenting, feeling the agony of those you've wronged, and facing punishment!"

Even Mephisto was momentarily speechless.

Johnny's shock deepened as he seemed to sense something extraordinary.

"Your soul...why is it so strong? Incomprehensibly strong!"

"My Penance Stare can't even touch it?"

His voice trembled with disbelief.

Syd's calm demeanor remained unaffected, as if none of this was surprising to him. The Penance Stare was indeed formidable, but influencing him was far beyond its reach. His divine essence made his soul akin to that of a god. How could such a force affect him? It was as laughable as attempting to extinguish a nuclear sun with a mere drop of water. Not only was the effort futile, but it could also fuel the very flame it sought to extinguish. Even the supposed soul-burning effect of the Stare felt more like a pleasant massage. Syd's expression was calm, his presence unshaken.

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The Messiah, standing before him, remained invulnerable despite his sins. Johnny's frustration only grew as his attacks proved futile.

Unable to suppress the urge to act, Johnny lashed out.

The fiery chain in his hand whipped toward Syd, crackling through the air.

The chain, imbued with hellfire, surged forward, intent on entangling its target.

But just before it could reach him, Syd glanced at it.

In the next moment, a diluted version of his divine radiance appeared.

The light met the chain midair.

Under Johnny's astonished gaze and Mephisto's grim scrutiny, the fiery chain began disintegrating inch by inch.

Every part of the chain that touched the light vanished completely.

Not only did the chain disintegrate, but the hellfire itself was extinguished.

This development left Johnny in shock and Mephisto deeply uneasy.

The Ghost Rider's hellfire was the source of his immortality. With it, even if reduced to ash,

the Rider could resurrect.

It was said that only God or a power surpassing God could nullify the Ghost Rider's

immortality.

Mephisto himself had confirmed this through experiments.

While the Ghost Rider's combat strength was not remarkable, his immortality was a thorn in Mephisto's side.

But now, that very hellfire was snuffed out by a mere glance from the Messiah.

Did this mean the Messiah could eliminate the Ghost Rider entirely?

Did this mean the essence of the Messiah's power rivaled-or surpassed-that of God?

From what the Messiah had demonstrated thus far, there seemed to be nothing his light couldn't erase.

Mephisto's shock quickly gave way to greed.

"This terrifying power...if only it were mine!" Mephisto thought, schemes flooding his mind.

Dormammu and the others, aware of the Ghost Rider's immortality, were equally captivated by the thought of obtaining such power.

While they schemed, Johnny stood frozen, staring at the now-vanished chain.

Even the Spirit of Vengeance itself seemed to sense danger, retreating into silence.

The overwhelming instinct to destroy evil that had driven Johnny moments before was now

gone.

For the first time, the Spirit of Vengeance hesitated.

Without its usual bravado, it acknowledged the futility of opposing the Messiah.

Floating calmly in the air, the black-clad Messiah gazed down at Johnny, his expression

serene.

Johnny's thoughts spiraled into chaos.

Was there no one capable of stopping this Messiah?

Would he remain untouchable, free to kill as he pleased, unchecked?

Realizing the insurmountable power gap and with the Spirit of Vengeance subdued, Johnny's

will to fight crumbled.

Syd finally spoke, his tone unwavering.

"You're too weak, like an ant beneath my feet. Too insignificant for me to bother with."

Johnny stared blankly at the ground, his spirit crushed.

(End of Chapter)

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