Chapter 271

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After a moment of silence in reaction to the military's behavior, Syd shook his head, turned around, and walked away as the sound of the television slowly faded in the background.

While he walked, Syd didn't idle; he occasionally channeled light energy within him, using a reduced version of his Sunshine ability.

[Sunshine experience +1]

Only a few minutes had passed since he left, when his keen hearing picked up the buzzing sound of approaching drones.

"How are they tracking my location?"

Though he frowned slightly, he didn't dwell on it. To avoid further annoyance, he quickly took action.

The photons around him began to shift.

In the next moment, his figure quickly distorted, blending seamlessly with the environment in real-time as he entered an optical invisibility state.

With his divine power of light at level five, his control over light and affinity for it reached an unprecedented level. No matter how he moved, he appeared perfectly camouflaged, as the surrounding photons adjusted their color instantaneously at the speed of light.

He floated forward, his body perfectly merged with the environment. From a visual standpoint, he was flawless—only faint traces of movement in the air could suggest his presence.

But just as he anticipated the drone noise to fade away, he heard it again.

The drones' flight paths remained unchanged, heading straight toward him.

Syd frowned.

Silently, he changed his direction twice, only to find that the drones continued following him without fail!

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, with the first being infrared detection.

Infrared imaging could convert thermal radiation into visible light images.

In the next second, he suppressed all heat signatures that could be detected.

Controlling light and heat was easy for him.

However, even after nullifying those traces, the drones still followed him relentlessly.

"Scent?"

"Or supernatural tracking?"

Frowning, Syd quickly considered these possibilities.

"Who would've thought that showing my invisibility abilities would lead the military to develop countermeasures?"

He recalled the times he'd gone invisible in full view of others.

During the last encounter with the Dark Elves, when they attempted to seize the Reality Stone, he had vanished before departing once the ordeal was over.

Given these circumstances, it wasn't surprising that the military would prepare means to counter invisibility.

A few seconds later, Syd stopped thinking about it.

As long as he couldn't shake off the drones, it didn't matter.

His hovering form paused as he gazed coldly into the distance.

A red glow appeared in his right hand.

The next moment, the drones were all crushed simultaneously.

Boom! A terrifying explosion erupted!

Casually shielding himself from the incoming heat and shockwave, Syd paid no attention to the explosion, gradually rising higher, gazing intently into the distance.

He was curious to see what the military had in store.

As he observed, the explosion stirred panic among the city's residents once more, leaving many wondering what had happened.

Those nearby even caught a glimpse of the explosion.

But rather than focusing on the blast, their eyes were drawn to a figure.

"Is that...?"

People rushing into the streets stared up at the pure white figure in the sky, hearts pounding.

"Is that the White-Clad Hero?"

"Why is he here?"

Their initial sighting of the White-Clad Hero filled them with shock and fear.

After all, he was known as a terrifying, dangerous individual, and being near him could mean death without warning!

For instance...

Looking toward the distant explosion, the onlookers were gripped with fear.

"Run!"

Screams filled the air as people exerted all their strength to flee from the area.

Yet, in their panic, questions lingered in their minds.

Why was the White-Clad Hero here?

What caused the explosion?

Could someone be targeting him?

Meanwhile, across the city, in front of screens and on the internet, countless people were tuned in, watching the broadcast as it unfolded.

The famous anchorwoman Irina had just launched another live broadcast.

The moment the stream went live, it attracted massive attention, not just within America but internationally.

On screen, Irina appeared in a pale green dress, smiling as she explained, "Not long ago, the military prepared another operation to encircle and suppress the White-Clad Hero, the Messiah."

"I know none of you would want to miss this. That's why I specially requested approval for this live broadcast."

"This time, the military is fully prepared. Even though the White-Clad Hero and the Messiah are Omega mutants, they will face judgment!"

"They will pay for their past transgressions!"

Listening to Irina's speech, many viewers felt a twinge of disbelief, quickly replaced by doubt.

How many times had it been?

Believing this again would make them fools!

"Go ahead, Irina, keep bragging!"

"You really think you can destroy the White-Clad Hero and the Messiah? This better not turn into another farce..."

Countless viewers, disillusioned yet captivated, flooded the chat with sarcasm directed at Irina and the military.

On the broadcast stage.

Anticipating this reaction, Irina smiled slightly, raised her right hand, and gestured to the large screen behind her, saying, "Everyone, look! This is our strength!"

As she spoke, the screen displayed a chilling scene.

Rows upon rows of black Sentinel robots stood packed into an open field, their orange eyes shining as far as the eye could see.

Hundreds?

Or thousands?

Many gasped in shock, their hearts filled with dread.

"How many Sentinels are there?"

At that moment, millions of people felt a mix of awe and fear.

These were Sentinels, each possessing formidable power, capable of hunting down mutants with ease!

Even the White-Clad Hero and the Messiah had once been overwhelmed by dozens or hundreds of these Sentinels.

But here?

Hundreds or thousands of them?

No matter how powerful an Omega mutant might be, how could they withstand this?

As long as they were human, as long as they were mortal, there was no way they could fend off this many Sentinels. After all, human strength has limits, while these Sentinels have none.

What could the White-Clad Hero and Messiah possibly do against such a force?

Even if they could handle them momentarily, could they keep it up indefinitely?

"So Irina wasn't lying; we misjudged her!"

(End of Chapter)

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