Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World-Chapter 603 Long and Bloody Battle

603 Long and Bloody Battle

The dark red sphere pulsed violently, swirling with chaotic energy.

It wasn't just an attack—it was an execution.

"Die, you worthless piece of trash." With a lazy flick of his wrist, he let it loose. It descended slowly, crackling with dark tendrils of power, distorting the air with its sheer malevolence.

BOOOOOOM!

It slammed into the first barrier.

CRACK!

The entire shield shattered in an instant. It didn't hold—not even for a second.

Ra's heart pounded.

'No. No. No.' He didn't have time to think—only to act.

Slamming his palms together, he activated the runes embedded across the city.

Golden veins of light shot through the streets, illuminating every building, every road, every inch of the city in a divine glow.

A split second later—

SHIIING!

A massive, golden barrier erupted up from the earth, stretching to the heavens like a second sky.

It was the city's final defense, forged by him and powered by divine energy he had spent years accumulating.

Here, his power was magnified, and it was no exaggeration to say that, in terms of sheer energy reserves, he was no weaker than Satan.

BOOOOOOM!

The black sphere collided with the golden shield.

Shockwaves tore through the air, flattening everything around the city's protection.

Ra couldn't help the cold dread creeping up his spine.

Reign just fought Satan—an enemy strong enough to annihilate an army of high ranking angels—yet he still had this much power left to spare.

How?

How could something so monstrous exist?

'No. I can't let him win.'

Ra shook away all doubt, forcing his fear into the depths of his mind.

His divine energy burst forth, radiating with unshakable resolve.

This city—his city—was reconstructed according to his will. Here, he was the strongest.

Years of preparation, countless reserves of energy, all stored within these walls, waiting for this very moment.

"Divine Protection!" Ra's voice thundered , echoing with authority.

His golden aura expanded, brilliance swallowing the darkness.

The dark sphere resisted, its chaotic energy writhing, refusing to be undone. However, it was still too early to judge who would prevail in this clash of light and darkness.

Silence gripped the onlookers, for if Ra failed, only death awaited them.

The golden barrier trembled, its radiant surface rippling under the sheer force of clashed. Cracks spiderwebbed across it, flickering dangerously—but Ra refused to give up. Then, as if the heavens themselves had spoken, the dark sphere crumbled. The tendrils of destruction withered, swallowed by divine radiance until nothing remained.

For a moment, there was only silence. Then—

"We survive!" someone shouted.

A second later, the city erupted.

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Shouts of joy rang through the streets. Families clung to each other, shaking, overwhelmed by the realization that they were still alive.

However, their joy was short-lived.

A slow, chilling laugh echoed through the air—low at first, then rising into something wicked, something unnatural.

Reign grinned, eyes gleaming with twisted amusement.

"Impressive. Really impressive." He tilted his head, studying the golden barrier as if it were a fascinating puzzle.

"I can't believe you've been hiding this little trump card."

The way he said it—casual, almost entertained—sent a shiver down their spines.

Reality crashed down on them like cold water. They weren't safe yet.

Reign was still here. And worst of all… he was still smiling.

"But is this really your plan? Just standing there and letting me attack you?" Reign asked, tapping his chin with his open hand because Anna was still clinging to him. He glanced down at her. "Hah… Fine," he muttered, a crooked grin forming. "I'll keep you."

"Thank you," she nodded, a bright smile spreading across her face, utterly overjoyed by his acceptance.

As for the people she once called family—her father, her grandfather, even her mother, who was reunited with her after years apart thanks to Ra…

They could all die together. In her mind, only one person mattered. The real Reign.

"Stop bluffing," Ra spat out. Words wouldn't work on a monster—he knew that now. It was time for action.

"You exhausted a lot of energy in that attack. You're outnumbered, and you know it!" His words made the others tense up.

Ra was right.

This was their chance. The perfect time to strike down the monster before them.

A shift occurred inside the city. The once wary and hesitant demons straightened their backs, their eyes burning with renewed determination.

Weapons were raised, dark auras flared, and battle stances solidified. Reign, however, merely smirked. His piercing eyes scanned everyone, lips curving into a wicked grin.

"Oh? So just a few words from that weakling, and now you all think you can kill me?"

"Interesting… really interesting." He exhaled, his body trembling—not with fear, but with uncontainable excitement.

"Alright, then." His gaze swept over them, daring them to act. "I'll give you all a chance. Come at me. All of you. If you're ready to die!" The challenge rang like a war drum, shaking the sky itself.

For a split second, silence reigned. Then—like a dam bursting—the Demon Gods moved.

BOOM!

They shot into the air, their sheer speed splitting the clouds apart. The sky itself twisted, shifting into a kaleidoscope of unnatural colors as their demonic auras collided.

Blazing crimson flames, crackling violet lightning, swirling black fog—each one commanded an element of destruction.

Each one was an apex predator, a god of war, feared for their power. And now, they were all aiming at one person. Their battle stances were firm, their eyes filled with resolve.

This would be a long, bloody war—a clash of titans that would be written in history. Or so they thought.

Before anyone could even process it—

The sky bled.

Tens of thousands of dark red lasers rained down from above, each one moving at impossible speeds, each one locking onto a target with pinpoint precision.

The first wave of Demon Gods disintegrated on impact, their bodies pierced through instantly.

Those who saw it happen had no time to react.

More beams followed. Faster. Unstoppable. Unavoidable.

They hunted them down no matter how fast they moved, no matter what spells they cast or defenses they raised.

"NO! THIS CAN'T—"

A Demon God's body was torn apart mid-sentence, his limbs severed before his torso was ripped open, flesh and bone scattering like shredded paper.

One tried to teleport away—but a beam struck him through the forehead before he could even blink.

Another Demon King roared, summoning a vast energy shield, only for a barrage of lasers to shatter it like glass, reducing him to a corpse. At that moment, they all realized.

This was no battle. This was a one sided slaughter.

One by one, they fell. Like flies.

And as the last demon fell, silence gripped the city.

Hundreds of demon gods where killed in mere seconds—

And high above it all, Reign trembled, controlling the urge to laughed . "This is what true power looks like!" he declared, almost reverently, before bursting into laughter.

"Where's that confidence from earlier? Weren't you going to defeat me? Weren't you going to kill me?" His laughter grew wilder, nearly breathless from his own amusement.

"You never had a chance." His smile turned into something far more sinister.

He lifted his hand again, tendrils of dark and red energy slithering around his fingers.

"Now then… shall we finish this?"