Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World-Chapter 636: The Title of the Strongest Part 6

He suddenly craved eating it right away, but then he stopped, realizing his jaw was gone.

'Almost forgot about my body. Better find that thing before I turned into dust.'

He picked up the Holy Grail, and he saw golden liquid inside.

Narrowing his eyes, he examined it and discovered it wasn't divine energy. It was pure, with no dominant nature.

'Is this safe?' he wondered.

Drinking an unknown substance wasn't exactly his idea of fun, and considering he had no throat left, he wasn't even sure it would work.

'Shit, to hell with it. I'll die either way.'

He poured it in his head, hoping his luck was strong enough to save him.

What followed was a wave of rejuvenation.

His unstable state began to improve, and he began to regain his body back.

What was interesting about the liquid was that it was adapting.

He could feel something happening within his cores. It wasn't just tempering; no, he could feel his cores merging into one. Not just his elements. It was a complete reconstruction.

Slowly, his body began to heal. And In under a minute, he was back in his original monster form.

CRACK!

He tilted his neck slightly. "That's much better."

Clenching his fist, he could feel it—he was more powerful than ever.

'What's this?'

A vintage pocket watch floated before him, undamaged by his attack. Curious, he took it for himself, thinking it might be the source of her time-stopping ability.

There was a small button on top, and he tried pressing it, but it didn't work. There had to be something else needed to activate it.

Unfortunately, he had no idea how to use it and was not like he could talk to the dead.

"Wait... speaking of," he turned his attention to her sliced meats.

Just looking at it made his mouth water. He picked up a piece—specifically the chest, nipples still intact—and started munching on it.

Each bite made him stronger, but overall, it only increased his power by about 20%. It was a reminder of how much harder it had become to grow more powerful at his current level.

But he didn't care much. He won, took his revenge, and now held the spoils of war in his hands.

"I wonder what happened to her..." He tried searching for Michaela's presence, but there wasn't a single trace. It was like she'd vanished completely.

Then it hit him.

"ARISE!" he commanded.

Lilith's body began to form before him. The outline of her face and body appeared, but she was now made of pure purple energy. Her wings retracted to 18, a sign that she had become weaker.

"Thank you for giving me life, my lord," she bowed her head. She regained some of her intelligence because of how strong she was.

"Do you remember how you died?" he inquired.

"Yes, My lord. You killed me," she responded with no hint of emotion.

"Do you hate me for killing you?"

She shook her head. "Not at all, Master. After I assimilated with you, all I could feel is absolute loyalty. I apologize for even daring to fight you. I have learned my lesson."

"Good." Reign nodded in satisfaction.

Then his eyes landed on Lucifer's corpse. He instructed Lilith to bring it to him, and soon after, he began feeding on it.

As he rifled through the remains, his hand brushed against a black bracelet. Slipping it on, he immediately realized it was the artifact that had allowed Lucifer to wield black flames.

"Nice..." He chuckled to himself, recalling just how tricky it had been to handle those flames. Even his soldiers had been permanently killed by it.

"ARISE"

Lucifer's body reemerged, now engulfed energy. Like Lilith, he also lost some wings.

"Can you talk?"

"Yes, My Lord." Lucifer rested his right hand on his chest before bowing.

"Sweet," Reign whistled, pleased with this haul.

He had lost many soldiers during their battle, so gaining two powerhouses under his command in exchange was a big profit.

"Both of you kneel and lick my feet," he commanded. They obeyed without hesitation, showing their loyalty.

After wrapping up the experiment, he unsummoned Lucifer and turned his gaze toward Lilith.

"Where is Michaela? The angel with 16 wings. Did you kill her?"

If that was the case, then maybe he could devour her body and make her into a soldier.

It wasn't such a bad idea, considering that with her power, she would still retain her intelligence.

He could even find a way to completely revive her in the future.

That's just how beautiful she was in his eyes—something worth resurrecting, reshaping, and controlling for his own entertainment.

"I didn't kill her directly, my lord. She was the personification of the heaven's capital. When the city fell, she vanished with it. If you want more answers… asking Lucifer would've been better."

"So, there's no body I can eat?" He didn't like where the conversation was going.

"Unfortunately, no, my lord"

Reign summoned Lucifer again. "Is there a way to bring Michaela back?"

"That depends on you, my lord. Her existence was tied to the city. Rebuilding it might bring her back… and you can do that using the Holy Grail,"

"Rebuild, huh?" He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the wreckage.

Flying debris scattered in every direction, and the once-glorious golden city was now a mere shadow of its former self.

He could fix it, of course, but it would take time, and effort.

As he was lost in thought, something caught his attention. He sensed the distant presence of the surviving archangels.

"Oh, another group volunteering to be slaves," he muttered with a dark chuckle, and unsummoned the two.

He waited for them patiently.

Their wings trembled in the air as they surveyed the ruins, unable to grasp what they were seeing.

The place they had called home for as long as they could remember was gone. Destroyed.

"What happened to Lilith and Lucifer?" Gabriel asked, his voice filled with suspicion.

The others didn't hide their annoyance either. After being abandoned during the battle, their trust in Reign was in all-time low.