Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

'Move further,' Reign muttered, watching the distance between the powerful fighters.

The thick fog meant that he could eliminate them one by one without alerting the rest.

Plus, with the noise and chaos all around, his attacks would be muffled, making this the perfect place to hunt his enemies.

In such a chaotic and low visibility environment, he was at the top of the food chain.

He was like a shark in the deep sea. No matter how strong these humans were, they were just playing in his battlefield. They could never execute their full strength in such a place.

'That's it... Keep moving,' he said, watching as the hunter moved deeper and deeper into the corrupted lines.

'Perfect,' he thought while tightening his grip on the railgun, his gazed locked on.

He could see the hunter's every move through his undead eyes, the strong, powerful strikes cutting through the corrupted creatures like a hot knife through butter.

The hunter was fast, but there was a moment when he stopped moving to charge his attack.

'Now,' Reign declared, his finger twitching over the trigger. In an instant, he fired.

ZZZZZZZZ!

The railgun roared to life, sending a high-velocity projectile hurtling toward the hunter. The black miasma around the attack masked the intense energy propelling it forward.

But the hunter wasn't oblivious.

Sensing the vibration in the air, he spun on his heel, katana flashing as he swung it in a defensive arc.

CLANG!

The blade collided with the projectile, a burst of sparks erupting from the impact.

The force of the collision sent the hunter skidding back, his feet digging trenches into the ground as he struggled to maintain his balance.

Reign didn't let up. He fired again and again, each shot faster and more precise than the last.

The hunter swung his weapon quickly, his blade a blur of motion.

Each bullet whizzed through the air, but none found their mark.

His technique was impressive. Instead of just blocking the shots, he redirected them with smooth, quick alignment of his blade.

This was a more advance usage of Stream Guide, which let him deflect the attack without taking the full impact.

The projectiles flew off course, hitting the ground or the corrupted creatures nearby, showing just how much control the hunter had over his movements.

With each deflection, the hunter smoothly moved from one action to the next, never staying still.

His eyes stayed sharp, tracking the projectiles through the thick miasma. Despite the relentless pressure, he maintained his focus and never wavered.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

Another barrage of shots was blocked. It seemed as if he could predict the attacks, moving his sword just in time to deflect each one.

'Let's see if you can handle this,' Reign chuckled sadistically as he materialized another railgun.

This was his style—dominating his enemies through overwhelming firepower. If one was not enough, he would use two.

If two was not enough, he would use three. His advantage was his huge energy pool, and he used it to its fullest.

The only exception to his dominating style was Juggernaut, an enemy with an ability that defied logic.

But even then, Reign believed it was simply a matter of not having enough destructive power to overwhelm his opponent completely.

'What technique? What skill? What experience?' he muttered. 'Everything can be destroyed by sheer force.'

With two weapons, his attacks became even more deadly.

Each projectile hit the ground with a massive impact, creating deep craters and sending debris flying.

The hunter, realizing the increased threat, was forced to retreat.

But how could Reign let him?

He kept pushing the poor hunter into a corner, using different types of bullets to disrupt the rhythm.

Each new projectile came with a unique effect—some exploded on impact, while others emitted a blinding flash or a thick flame burst.

Finally, Reign saw an opening.

'Got you!' With a cruel grin, he charged up a third railgun on his back .

The weapon hummed with intense energy, its barrel glowing white-hot as it prepared for the shot.

CLICK!

He pulled the trigger, and a powerful projectile streaked through the dark mist.

The hunter raised his katana, trying to block the attack like usual. His muscles were tense, ready for the hit, but he had a bad feeling that this one was completely different.

Feeling threatened, he activated his Rune Overload.

A powerful surge of energy exploded around him, creating a fierce gale of wind.

For a moment, the wind was so strong that the hunter didn't need his oxygen tank anymore.

He was surrounded by his own wind barrier, which pushed back the miasma and protected him from the attacks.

With this new power, the hunter moved faster. He slashed through some of the shots, making it look like he might turn the fight around.

But Reign was too ruthless.

He quickly fired another shot, unleashing an even more powerful blast.

As the attack struck, the sheer power was like a tidal wave crashing over the hunter.

His sword shuddered in his grip, and despite his best efforts, the force sent him staggering backward.

But it wasn't over yet. Another projectile came speeding in almost immediately.

CRACK!

The impact shattered the blade, sending shards of metal flying.

When the impact of the explosion faded, the hunter lay motionless on the ground, his body battered and mangled.

His limbs were twisted at odd angles, and his face showed a look of pain and disbelief. The force of the attack had left him with deep holes and cuts all over his body.

Fragments of his shattered katana were embedded in his flesh, adding to the horror of his injuries.

'That's one,' Reign said with a widening grin of satisfaction.

Just like that, one of the so-called best human fighters was out of the game, never even realizing who'd taken him down.

Reign landed on the ground and quickly absorbed the hunter's remains. He felt a rush of experience and collected different mutated organs.

He noted the gain but set it aside for later.

With his prize secured, he flew back up into the sky, ready to continue his hunt for the others.

Since no one noticed the assassination , he could keep using the element of surprise to his advantage.

This meant he could keep attacking while his enemies were still not ready for what he was about to do next.

It was true that he could overwhelm them head-on if he wanted to, but why bother?

To him, death was just a means to an end.

The method of killing wasn't particularly important—it was like how forest hunters would kill a deer, with the exception being those he really hated.

For those he despised, he took pleasure in making their deaths more miserable.

He soared through the air, heading toward his next target.

This time, it was another hunter, known for his flame-based breathing technique.

As he flew closer, he saw the hunter surrounded by thousands of corrupted creatures.

Flames erupted from the tip of his blade, burning anything around him.

But even though he was powerful, he moved slower than the last one.

'Let's see what you've got,' Reign chuckled to himself, looking for a chance to end the fight quickly.

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