Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

'This is getting boring,' Reign thought, noticing that they weren't making a move anytime soon.

'Maybe they're worried ?' he wondered. His attacks had been pretty powerful and destructive, so it made sense that they were taking their time to observe first.

Given the current situation, they didn't appear to be pushed enough to act yet.

And the reason was obvious.

The other backup forces, despite being weaker individually ,managed to handle the situation with their numbers, pushing back the attack.

Hunters weren't too shabby either, relying on their cooperation to dispose of a number of corrupted in one go.

Meanwhile, the military worked together with the mercenaries and the advanced humanoid robots to purge and cleanse the front lines.

Most of the enemies were zombie variants, so as long as the the army were well-equipped, it wasn't too difficult to defeat the horde.

It just showed what humans could do when given enough time to prepare.

Brentwood military might was a far cry from the other cities that had been devoured by the horde before they could even react.

If Reign weren't here to manipulate the outcome, this place could probably hold out for a long time or even completely secure the area—if not for the existence of the Numbered Variant.

'No wonder they were able to hold their ground until now,' he added. 'But I can't let this continue,'

His gaze glint as he decided to proceed with his next plan.

'Time to move things up,' he thought, flying toward where the corrupted creatures were gathering at the back line.

He wanted to find out where the Numbered Variant was hiding.

Moving through the miasma filled air, he kept a sharp eye on the chaos below.

The battle was intense, with corrupted creatures attacking everything in sight.

Each time he saw a group of them acting differently, he adjusted his path to check it out.

But they were mostly unique variants, and very weak at that.

Normally, his tactic would be considered time-consuming, but thanks to his "Undead Eye", he significantly increased the chances of finding what he was looking for.

'If I'm right, the Numbered Variant should be in that location,'

He concluded this after seeing a horde that was just standing still, waiting for orders.

'What is it waiting for? Don't tell me it's afraid?' he wondered, noticing the lack of reaction despite all the efforts he'd made to give it an advantage.

'Alright, I'll help you more—for free,' he chuckled sadistically.

As its best supporter, he planned to make the situation more favorable for it, hoping it would invade the city sooner.

He flew higher, reaching an altitude so extreme that even he found it challenging.

At this height, no man-made object could maintain flight due to the miasma, and even demon lords would struggle.

But Reign's raw power made it possible.

He could attack a wider area from this height, but his "Undead Eye" was no longer useful due to the distance.

Fortunately, he had memorized the locations of the forts ahead of time, so now he only needed a ballpark estimate.

As long as he struck the general location, it would be enough to create a commotion.

'Let's see…' he trailed off as he pulled a javelin from his back.

'Here you go!' With a powerful swing of his arm, he threw the javelin, sending it soaring through the air.

He watched with a cold smile as it arched downward, igniting it in a burst of intense flames.

BOOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOOM!

The attack passed over the fort and triggered the landmines, causing the ground to shake.

"That's one," he muttered with satisfaction in his voice as he readied the next javelin.

He launched it, the second projectile streaking through the air like a comet of destruction.

"Two," he counted, his eyes narrowing as the second javelin found its target after some adjustment.

"Three," he said with a menacing chuckle, sending another one arcing through the sky.

The fire spread rapidly, engulfing the area in a raging inferno.

He continued his attack, throwing javelins left and right.

With every throw, he made the attack stronger, making sure the damage spread quickly and overwhelmed the fort's defenses.

'I think that's enough ,' he muttered to himself.

He flew back to where the five individuals were stationed and saw that some of them had finally started to fight.

Unfortunately, the damage to the fort from his attack had been neutralized.

He expected as much, and at least he had managed to kill some of the small fry and force the three to act.

Observing them, he noticed that the two meta-humans from before were missing, which was very disappointing.

The battle shifted back in the humans' favor again.

However, their actions made the corrupted creatures even more restless.

They began flooding the area, breaking through landmines and causing even more destruction.

From Reign's viewpoint, it was clear that the military forts would be destroyed within an hour if nothing changed.

BOOOOOOOM!

Another large explosion echoed in the distance, and finally, one of the powerhouses made a big move.

It was a skilled and experienced hunter wearing a blue kimono.

The hunter's outfit was completed with a sturdy, dark belt that held his katana's hilt and pouches. His hair was tied back in a tight knot, and his expression was focused.

Each swing of his sword created swirling vortexes that shattered the sound barrier, wiping out tens of thousands of enemies with each strike.

'This is what I'm talking about,' Reign muttered inwardly.

A single powerful person changed the outcome of the battle. This was the kind of fight he wanted to witness.

With interest, he watched the hunter fight.

Like the others, this one carried an oxygen tank on his back, but his mobility wasn't affected at all.

He moved quickly, not as fast as Quill but fast enough to handle Reign's puppets.

This person was on the document that Reign read—a hunter from a Tier 2 city, and a single-digit rank at that.

'He has a slow charging time, but his attacks are powerful,' Reign thought, observing the long gaps between the attacks.

He continued to watch the battle from afar, staying alert to the movements of the other four individuals.

After a while, he noticed that two out of the five had moved to another location.

'So they're going to back up the other forts,' he thought to himself.

He then turned his focus to the single digit hunter, keeping a close eye on his actions

'I'd be an idiot not to take this opportunity,' he chuckled sadistically while materializing a rail gun in his hand.

With the low visibility around him, he could take out the hunter without being detected

He aimed the rail gun directly at his target and activated his "Undead Eye" but didn't pull the trigger just yet.

Reign wanted the hunter to eliminate more corrupted creatures first, making his eventual attack even more impactful.

'He's using an external oxygen tank, so I just need to wait for him to get tired'  he thought, watching from the distance.

He observed the fluctuations in the hunter's vitality while adjusting the aim of his railgun.

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