Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Multiple vibrations in the air forced Angela to dodge, her mind racing as she flew down the street to minimize her visibility, using the buildings as barricades.

But even then, her attacker kept on shooting her .

Each shot pierced through the structures like they were made of tufo, forcing her to adjust her flight path constantly until she found a safe place in the ground.

She then lowered her aura to further conceal her presence.

The continuous barrage of attacks suggested that her attacker specialized in rapid long-distance combat, likely a type of demon with extreme proficiency in this area.

It was not uncommon for beings like angels and demons to possess overwhelming strengths in one aspect while having vulnerabilities in another.

But what made matters worse for her was the devastating penetrating power of each projectiles; if she were hit, she knew her defenses would be insufficient to block it .

It was a tough situation for her, especially since she was already injured and most of her power was now focused on ridding herself of the Death Energy.

If she hadn't been wounded, she would have been able to fight more effectively.

'If I could just get close, I could activate my domain,' she thought to herself.

Activating her domain would at least allow her to use her home court advantage. She refused to believe that her domain, imbued with divine elements, could be beaten easily.

In fact, domains were something angels specialized in; it wouldn't be wrong to say that they were the first beings to possess this ability.

However, the issue now was that she couldn't sense the demon at all.

Whatever ability or artifact it was using proved to be highly effective against her.

'Should I run away?' she thought to herself.

But before she could decide, her intuition kicked in, and she quickly dodged to the side.

Another dark-red lightning flash, and the wall behind her was pierced through again, forcing her to change position.

Whoever was attacking her seemed to have the ability to see through walls, judging from the accuracy of the shot.

'Damn it,' she muttered, biting her lips in annoyance.

Her eyes filled with anger as her arrogant nature clashed with the reality of being forced into this situation.

At this point , she already planned to gave up and just escape, the lost of the chalice was big but this body was more important to her .

However—

Before she could turn away, she caught sight of Reign standing around 5 kilometers away from her, the chalice gleaming in his outstretched hand .

"He's still alive?" Angela was shocked. She thought he had already been killed by the demon attacking her.

"Good, I can still win," she thought, new hope flickering in her mind.

The chalice had a purification effect; if she could use it, she could cleanse her body of the Death Energy corrupting it and turn the tide of the battle.

SWOOOSH!

She flew towards him, and there he stood casually, holding the chalice in his hand. His posture showed no hostility, making Angela lowered her guard a little.

All that mattered now was reaching him and claiming the chalice from his hand.

"Good work!" she smiled, her fingers inches away from the chalice.

But before she could grasp it, Reign threw the chalice away in another direction.

"You're dead!" Angela roared in anger as she clamped his head, crushing it into pieces.

But as she did so, she realized that inside the head was just dark aura with red lightning on it.

"For my King!" the headless body declared, lunging forward to hug Angela.

Dark chains erupted from the ground, coiling tightly around her body.

The chains glowed with a sinister dark energy, wrapping around her arms and legs. They weren't particularly strong, but it was enough to caught her off guard, leaving her momentarily immobilized.

"No!" Angela roared in anger.

She realized she had been set up, her divine energy running wild as she planned to obliterate everyone in her path.

But that momentary mistake was all her enemy needed.

"Die, bitch," Reign's voice echoed from a distance.

With a sadistic grin, the rail guns, positioned strategically and aimed at her even before she crushed Arc's head, unleashed their payload.

The dark red projectiles streaked through the air, their deadly hum drowning out all other sound.

"YOU TRAITOR!" With a final roar, Angela cast a divine shield around herself by sacrificing most of her power to withstand the incoming attack.

In that moment of realization, she knew it was all Reign's doing all along.

He had managed to break through Demon Lord and conceal his aura from her, betraying her trust in the cruelest of ways.

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

Explosion after explosion echoed as the divine shield held for a moment, but the barrage kept coming nonstop until it completely destroyed the shield, shattering it like glass.

Piece by piece, she was struck, each projectile tearing through her body .

A gaping hole appeared in her stomach, followed by another in her neck.

Her hands were completely torn off, shredded by the onslaught, as she fought to maintain her footing amidst the one sided attack.

Despite her efforts, her body was soon riddled with holes, the barrage leaving her battered and collapsing to the ground.

THUD!

"I— Impossible, how did I end up like this," she felt angry and insulted that she was reduced to this by someone she had thought was inferior, and in such a way that until the very end made her look like a fool.

She was not beaten through dominance or raw power, which normally occur during high-level battle.

No, she was defeated through the use of strategy, something she found laughable and typically used by the weak, like humans.

There was no pride, no honor; it felt like Reign was looking at her not as an equal, but merely a somewhat harder to kill prey than a human.

And she was right.

From the very beginning, Reign had always considered her as just a prey. He was a true killing machine that would do everything it takes to win.

"You angels really don't learn," Reign's sarcastic voice echoed through Arc's headless body.

It was an ability that he discovered after reaching Demon Lord Level and advancing to Skull Sovereign.

"What a funny sight, " Reign's laughter filled the air, mocking Angela's defeat.

"Look at you," he sneered, "this is what happens when you're careless."

Angela gritted her teeth in frustration as she struggled to maintain her consciousness .

"Y— You've been hiding your true power all along to make me lower my guards down," she replied ,her ego further stung by his sharp words.

"Nah, you're just a gullible idiot," Arc's body moved under Reign's command , stepping on her head and rolling it along the ground like a ball.

This display of dominance infuriated her to the point where veins began to protrude on her forehead.

She was seething with rage.

"You will regret this. I will hunt you down after I find another vessel" she spat out.

"My, my, you angels are reading from a script or something when you get beaten? That's the same line your sister told me."

"You…" she wanted to curse out, but before she could do so, Arc's foot crashed into her head completely destroying it.

"Sorry, I don't really talk to sore losers," Reign chuckled, his voice dripping with disdain.

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