Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

After accepting the mission, Reign made his way back to Delon's office to gather more information. Something about the job didn't sit right with him, so he needed clarification.

Thanks to their partnership, Delon was more than willing to address his concerns.

In fact, he seemed relieved that Reign had accepted the mission, as many other members were avoiding it.

He patiently answered all of the questions, providing Reign the clarity he needed.

<Outside the Bar>

CLICK!

The door opened, revealing the night sky.

While the area around the bar was illuminated, the adjacent street appeared deserted, typical for the late hours in the slum.

It wasn't that the residents were early sleepers; rather, during these late hours, criminal activities ran rampant.

Only those confident in their abilities dared to walk the streets. The danger was visible, with shootings occurring almost nightly.

On particularly active days, dozens would even fall victim to gang fights alone.

So why would normal citizen still lived in this place?

It wasn't that the residents here want to live a dangerous life where they could die any moment ; rather, the high cost of living pushed many to settle in this area.

For those who worked inside the wall but couldn't afford safer accommodations, this place was their only option.

Despite the risks, the dirt cheap rent made it a practical choice for those struggling to make ends meet.

'So he gave me a house outside the slum,' Reign muttered to himself as he checked the address on his phone.

Delon was more generous than he had anticipated, providing him with a comfortable place and even allowing him to borrow a ride.

It was a black sedan, quite old but still in good running condition.

As he settled into the driver's seat, he couldn't shake the feeling that the sedan was too small for him.

Immediately, he found himself missing his Hammer truck.

If he were planning to stay here longer, he would have considered buying a new one.

However, he knew this place wouldn't last long, making such a purchase impractical

'This will do,' he settled with what he got.

VROOOOOM!

VROOOOOM!

He started stepping on the pedal, while the gear was still on Neutral to heat up the engine first .

The sound echoed through the quiet streets, a rumbling reminder of the horse power beneath the hood.

Once satisfied that the engine was sufficiently warmed up, he shifted into the first gear and set off .

The car slowly moved forward until it exited the parking lot and headed directly to the road.

As he drove through the dimly lit streets, Reign's gaze swept over the scene before him.

He noticed some druggies stumbling along the roadside, their craze faces illuminated by the flickering flames of metal drums filled with fire.

Homeless people huddled around these makeshift bonfires too, trying to ward off the coldness of the night.

In some corners, low-class hookers hang out on the streets, their desperate eyes scanning for potential customers.

Lacking the face value to gain entry into bars, they resorted to the street, hoping to entice some unfortunate soul into buying their services.

Among the hooker, he noticed some who were clearly pregnant.

Their swollen bellies were so large that he wouldn't have been surprised if their water suddenly broke. This just showed how desperate this women were to get some cash.

On the other side, Reign saw some people attempting to sell items, but instead of an actual merchandise, they were peddling things too inhumane to describe.

He remained indifferent to all of this.

As long as they didn't disturb him, he had no inclination to intervene. He remained focused on his own life and problems.

'These guys are persistent,' Reign muttered to himself as he adjusted the rearview mirror and caught sight of five cars following him.

Initially he dismissed it as mere coincidence, but he grew suspicious when the vehicles continued to tail him even after several turns.

"I'll play with you," Reign smirked, his hand resting on the gearshift as he accelerated without warning, putting distance between himself and the persistent pursuers.

As his car drove ahead, the vehicles behind him reacted in kind, abandoning any pretense .

Their intentions now clear.

VROOOOOOOOM!

Reign slammed his foot on the pedal, the car running faster, leaving the pursuers trailing behind in a cloud of dust.

The narrow streets of the slum became the stage for an intense cat-and-mouse chase.

Reign's car weaved through the maze of alleyways and dilapidated buildings, its engine roaring with each hard stepped of the pedals and change of gears as he tried to shake off his pursuers.

Tires screeched, engines roared, and the sound of metal scraping against concrete filled the air as the chase escalated into a high-stakes game of speed and precision.

RATATTTTT-RATATTTTT-RATATTTTT-

Reign's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of gunfire, followed by the shattering of glass as bullets tore through his car windows.

"Motherfuckers, I thought this was just a car chase," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

Whoever was chasing him was digging their own grave. If not for his fear of revealing his true identity too soon, he would have stopped the car and killed every single one of them.

In the end, Reign found himself cornered, his car coming to a screeching stop as he reached a dead end.

The pursuing cars stopped behind him, effectively blocking any chance of escape.

"Get the fuck out of the car!" A roar echoed from one of the attackers, a man with a green mohawk haircut. His thin, pale body was adorned with tattoos, fully visible because he was topless.

'Some people can't just wait to die,' Reign shook his head , and slowly got out of the car, but before doing so he summoned a sword first from his bones, this one look more human made and was very short , maybe at least half the size of real katana.

"Did I do something wrong?" Reign asked, his words was just a distraction as he scanned his surroundings for any signs of surveillance.

'Good,' He chuckled after seeing none at all.

To play it safe, he decided not to use his flashy powers and instead rely solely on his practical combat skills if the situation escalated.

"Do something wrong?" the man with the mohawk sneered in contempt as he approached Reign with bravado, unaware that he was very close to dying right now.

"Why are you asking my question with a question? Just speak directly, you're wasting my time ," Reign sneered.

"Bastard, you just insulted and violated my wife ," He roared in anger.

"Insulted and violated your wife?" Reign felt confused , he ate women but never violated them .

"I don't know about that, maybe you've got the wrong person," Reign attempted to explain, but his words were cut short as a bat came hurtling towards his face

'You just had to be stupid, 'Reign sighed.

With lightning-fast reflexes, he easily leaned back to narrowly dodge the bat aimed at his head.

Next, in one seamless motion, he reached for his hidden weapon and quickly slashed it through the air, decapitating the man with the mohawk in a single fluid motion.

"W— What happened?" The others who witnessed the brutal act were stunned into silence, their minds struggling to process the scene.

"Do you want to continue?" Reign's voice was cold and dangerous, each word dripping with malice.