Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"I'll at least hear you out," Reign replied.

If she's got information on the Black Miasma, it'd be silly to shut her out.

That's intel even the black market doesn't have a line on.

"What do you think is causing all this Miasma?" she asked, trying to act all mysterious .

"I don't care," Reign replied, his tone nonchalant. He wasn't one for unnecessary chit chat; it felt like adding filler in an already long anime .

Seeing his reaction, the priestess sighed and restrained her rising anger.

Instead, she composed herself and began to explain.

"The chaos we're facing… It's all because of overpopulation and human greed," she declared, pausing to lock eyes with Reign.

Her golden gaze shimmered, a sight that might captivate and charmed ordinary humans, but Reign saw through it.

To him, it was nothing more than flashy lights; he wasn't about to fall for this simple tricks.

'Silly woman, you think you can control my mind with just this? Who do you think you are? My father?' Reign chuckled inwardly.

His father, the evil monarch, was infamous for his ability of Mind Control.

Realizing her attempt had failed, the priestess's eyes dimmed slightly, and she pressed on with her words.

"Long ago , the first human civilization enjoyed a golden age of prosperity. But their unchecked greed brought ruin upon the world. In response, nature unleashed Demons as a defensive measure. These Demons, driven by their hunger for humans, serve to keep the population in check by thinning the numbers of humans. "

"However.." She paused.

"As the demons grew stronger, they began to fight amongst themselves for territory . This provided humans with the opportunity to fight back and regain their footing."

Reign interrupted her.

"So, let me get this straight. You're saying that the Demons were the world's defense mechanism failed attempt, so it created the Corrupteds instead? Mindless and aggressive to finish the job?"

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The Priestess nodded in affirmation.

Reign pondered for a moment, digesting her words.

After careful consideration, her logic began to make sense to him.

If the world could be compared to a body, then humans could be considered a virus, and demons and Corrupteds were the antibodies fighting it off.

But the demons' attempts to eradicate the virus were futile because it possessed its own intelligence.

It started to act in its own self-interest.

Recognizing that humans provided them with power, manpower, and sustenance, they deemed total annihilation out of the question.

So, the Corrupteds functioned like a booster shot.

These creatures lacked any sense of self and just moved to destroy and devour; they were the perfect exterminators.

He assumed that after everyone was dead, the world would reset again, initiating another cycle.

However, this time, humans would cease to exist.

But then, where did the angels fit into this equation?

"What's your purpose then? Are you trying to prevent the extinction of the human race?" Reign asked.

"Our purpose," the Priestess began, her voice calm, "is to maintain balance. While the Demons and Corrupteds strive to control or eradicate humanity, we, the Angels, exist to guide and protect. We believe in the potential of humans to overcome their flaws and thrive. Our mission is to assist them in their journey towards redemption and enlightenment."

"That's the biggest load of crap I've ever heard," Reign scoffed, his laughter echoing through the room.

The Priestess's lips pressed into a thin line, her brows furrowing slightly as she listened to his words.

But despite her subtle change in expression, Reign continued, his laughter mocking her .

"Humans are hopeless no matter where you find them. It's better to just let everything play out on its own."

"The humans have potential!" she gritted her teeth in annoyance.

"Potential to destroy the world? Definitely yes. To save it? Probably not," Reign replied

He could still remember how the humans of his old world had tortured him for their own benefit and greed.

What was even more unacceptable about human acts was that they were done by choice.

A demon kills and ate humans because they needed to; it was part of their biological needs.

But what about humans?

Do they really need to kill each other?

No, but throughout history, wars have been never ending, and crimes against humanity have always been rampant.

This just shows that humanity chooses to be greedy and violent in the first place.

"I don't expect someone like you to understand," she sighed.

"Don't think that I'm a fool," Reign retorted sharply.

"The only reason you want humans to survive is because you need them. If my guess is correct, your powers come from devotion, and you can't exist if no one believes in you," he spat out.

"I..." The Priestess was speechless.

She had underestimated Reign, assuming him to be merely a powerful being without much intelligence.

But he was spot on with almost everything he said. It was true; angels could only exist through human devotion.

But how did he figured it out?

Reign had his suspicions triggered when he heard the term "Vessel" .

Why would a powerful being need a vessel to exist?

Why did people have to pray in front of her?

And why was she so adamant about protecting humans?

As he mulled over these questions, he began to piece it together.

At first, he wasn't entirely sure, but seeing her reaction confirmed his suspicions.

It also opened up a new possibility for him.

Instead of attacking her directly, what would happen if he were to kill all her devotees first?

This must also be the reason why she was not keen on fighting him.

The humans here were far fewer in numbers, and she could not afford to lose them as casualties in their fight.

"Don't worry, I don't really care about your reasons. I'll take my leave now," Reign tried to turn away, but before he could do so, the entire place shifted, and he was pulled into a domain.

Golden sands filled the ground, beneath a sky painted with clouds of bright light.

In the distance, an endless mountain of golden chains rose on the horizon.

"So you really want to fight me ? Alright, I'll humor you," Reign replied coldly and from within his feet darkness started to devour the golden sand .

"Domain!" He roared, and the entire space began to be corrupted by his own power.

Black clouds replaced the golden ones, and the Priestess was force to exert more of her power to prevent losing ground.

In the end, the domain was separated into two, though Reign's area was much smaller.

He had just created his domain, so it was not yet that strong and at the same time, its foundation was still lacking.

"How about we talk it out," the Priestess's voice echoed.

"I think it's too late for that now. You attacked me first, so don't blame me for being merciless," Reign sneered in contempt.

"Death Rail Gun!" he roared, quickly aiming it at her.

"Boost!" he added, as lightning crackled from the clouds, intensifying the charge rate of the Rail Gun.

The red and blue lightning merged, their combination so powerful that even the space around him began to vibrate.

"What kind of attack is that?" The Priestess felt threatened.

Whatever Reign had in store, it was something she couldn't afford to underestimate.

"Chain of Protection!" she muttered, and chains emerged from the ground, quickly forming a giant shield around her.

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