Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"What's… happening?" a citizen muttered, his voice laced with confusion and growing fear.

His legs wobbled beneath him, and before he could steady himself, his strength abandoned him entirely.

THUD!

He collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest as if his very life was being drained away.

Others around him began to falter as well. One by one, they dropped, some gasping for breath, others groaning in pain.

Panic rippled through the streets like a growing storm—men, women, even the young, all succumbing to the same mysterious affliction.

Even the remaining high ranking demons staggered, their strength siphoned away against their will.

They all looked up at Reign, their eyes filled with fear and suspicion. It had to be him—who else could unleash such an evil and cunning attack?

However, all their expectations shattered when Ra's voice boomed across the battlefield, reverberating with divine authority.

"Don't worry! I'm just borrowing all your energy to beat him!"

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The crowd let out a collective sigh of relief. If it was Ra, there was nothing to fear. They all knew his kindness, his sense of duty. There was no way he would do this with ill intent.

Reign didn't react at first. Then, a small smirk crossed his lips.

"Interesting… so even my kindest version can do something like this. Damn, I'm really a different breed," he chuckled inwardly, finding the irony amusing.

He knew the truth. Ra told them he was borrowing their energy, but in reality, this was something far worse.

A twisted, more powerful version of the angels' ability—one that didn't require prayers or consent.

Ra wasn't just drawing power. He was stealing it. Their very vitality was being ripped away, fueling him without their say.

Reign's smirk widened. This was getting interesting.

As more power was siphoned, a golden pillar of light erupted from the council room, tearing through the sky.

The heavens shifted, bathed in brilliant gold as if day had swallowed night in an instant.

Then came the particles—countless shimmering flecks raining down like divine rain.

They drifted gently at first, a mesmerizing sight, but their presence carried a deadly truth.

If not for the barrier in place, these holy particles would have been catastrophic for any demon caught in their descent.

Reign tilted his head, watching the spectacle unfold.

So this is what his other self was capable of…

The golden light that had engulfed the sky began to thin. But as it receded, what emerged from its brilliance made the very air tremble.

Ra transformed.

Now standing at a towering ten feet tall, his entire form radiated overwhelming power.

He was clad in metallic golden armor, its surface gleaming with energy, every plate etched with sacred inscriptions that pulsed.

But the most striking feature was his mask—a fierce, expressionless monkey face, its hollow eyes glowing.

He floated effortlessly above the battlefield, gripping a long staff in one hand. It crackled with raw energy, vibrating with the power of countless stolen lifeforces.

Reign's eyes narrowed slightly. He could feel it—Ra's energy now rivaled, if not surpassed, even Satan himself.

"You outdid yourself," Reign chuckled, his voice filled with amusement as he slowly began to clap.

Each clap echoed through the air, mocking yet oddly approving.

"You managed to become this strong without a Seed or a System," he continued, tilting his head slightly. A smirk tugged at his lips. "As expected of me."

"I am not you!" Ra retorted.

The golden energy around him surged, crackling like a raging storm. His grip on the staff tightened, and for a brief moment, the sheer force of his presence made the air itself tremble.

Reign let out a small chuckle. "Oh? Then prove it."

He spread his arms slightly, as if inviting the fight. His crimson eyes gleamed with anticipation.

'This might actually be fun.'

Without hesitation, he grabbed Anna—the dead weight slowing him down—and hurled her aside like discarded baggage

SWOOOOSH!

The golden staff shot forward at blinding speed.

Reign barely reacted—just a slight tilt of his head to let it pass. But the moment it did, the staff expanded in an instant, stretching like a celestial spear meant to impale the heavens themselves.

"Tch." Reign clicked his tongue and moved, his body vanishing in a blur and reappearing high above.

But before he could settle, the golden staff twisted unnaturally, bending like it was made of flexible plastic.

WHOOOSH!

It snapped upward, twisting through the air like a serpent, relentlessly chasing him down.

He twisted his body mid-air, narrowly dodging as the staff came inches from his face.

But it didn't stop—it bent again, curving at impossible angles, homing in on him like an executioner.

"This thing won't stop unless I—"

Reign's aura surged as he raised his hand, preparing to crush the incoming staff with sheer force. But the moment his fingers brushed against it, something changed.

Instead of shattering, the staff melted, splitting into dozens of golden tendrils that slithered around his arm like living chains.

"What—?" His eyes narrowed as the tendrils spread faster than he anticipated, multiplying, wrapping around his torso, legs, and neck.

Within seconds, they constricted, locking him in place, his body now ensnared like a prey on spiderweb.

"Divine Restriction!" Ra's voice thundered.

The golden web waved and twisted, spiraling around , layering over themselves again and again.

The mass expanded, growing larger with each passing second—until, finally, it solidified, forming a massive, house-sized sphere.

Then—FWOOOSH!

A sudden, blinding glow erupted from the structure as the swirling energy hardened, turning into pure, unbreakable metal.

It was seamless—a perfect prison. No gaps, no cracks, not even air could pass through.It was completely sealed.

Ra floated in the air, his glowing eyes locked onto the metallic sphere.

He didn't waste a second celebrating this small victory—he knew better than to underestimate his evil version.

More and more divine energy surged from his body.

He continued layering the prison, reinforcing it with wave after wave of golden light.

The metal grew denser, thicker, each layer ensuring that not even a fragment of power could escape.

Ra exhaled slowly, his glowing eyes narrowing in focus.

As he raised his hand, an army of thousands upon thousands of tridents materialized behind him, each one floating ominously in the air.

"I'll show you who's the better version!" Ra declared, his voice booming with absolute confidence.

This wasn't just a fight. It was an execution.