Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Her power was so flexible, unlike his own, which relied more on direct methods and use. It made him reflect on the limitations of his abilities and consider how he might learn from Anna's approach in the future.

'Maybe if I eat her, I could gain that power too?' Reign pondered to himself, his eyes scanning Anna from head to toe, considering the possibilities.

Anna, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel Reign's intense gaze on her. Blushing slightly, she thought to herself, 'Wow, did he fall for me ?'

Little did she know, Reign was contemplating her not as a potential love interest, but as an equal to a whey protein shake to increase his strength. If only she knew what was going on in his mind.

"Nice find," Reign grinned, giving her a playful pat on the head. His smile seemed a bit forced, though, but it was already so creepy that whether it was forced or not didn't make much of a difference.

George, being observant as ever, noticed the ulterior motives behind Reign's actions but wisely chose to keep quiet.

He could tell that her daughter was eagerly playing into Reign's hand, much like an enthusiastic puppy eager to please its owner.

No, in fact, comparing Anna to a puppy would be a stretch.

At least a puppy would get some love from its owner. Reign, on the other hand, just sees her as a mere tool, a means to an end without any genuine care or affection.

"Let's head there now," Anna said, grasping Reign's clawed hands without any fear.

The trio headed to the farmhouse, which was east of their current location.

They followed Anna's lead, making their way through the dark sky.

When they reached the edge of the farm, it was already nearing 4:30 am, with just a few more hours before the sun would rise.

'This place is bigger than I expected,' Reign muttered to himself, his eyes catching sight of some cows grazing in the moonlight nearby.

The farmhouse itself in the distance was a simple structure, its wooden exterior weathered by time and its windows glowing softly with the warm light from within.

As they got closer, the trio spotted several individuals dressed in simple farm attire going about their morning routines.

Some were feeding chickens, others were checking on the cows, and a couple were tending to the vegetable garden. One person stood near the farmhouse door, likely overseeing the morning tasks.

In total, they saw eight people working diligently around the farm, each focused on their respective duties. It was a scene of typical farm life, with everyone pitching in to start the day's work.

Seeing the workers going about their morning chores, Reign felt a sudden urge to attack them, his hunger for power overriding any sense of reason.

He imagined feasting on their flesh, fueling his own strength with their lives. In his desperation to grow stronger quickly, he was willing to resort to any means necessary.

However—

"Don't," George interjected sharply, jolting Reign from his dark thoughts.

"Why?" Reign grumbled in response, his desire for power clouding his judgment. "We're planning to massacre the town anyway, so eating now wouldn't make a difference."

George's expression hardened as he stared at Reign, his voice firm. "In the off chance that they call for help, we'll be done for," he explained, emphasizing the potential consequences of their actions.

Unlike the mine, where signals were disrupted and access was restricted, this place was wide open.

If someone screamed, it would take time for Reign to reach them, giving them a chance to call for help. The vastness of the area only added to the risk of being discovered.

Of course, Reign also took this into consideration. He was confident in his ability to kill without being noticed, relying on his stealth and agility to carry out his plans without raising suspicion.

In his mind, this seemed like the perfect opportunity to eliminate the people at the farmhouse.

All he needed was one more level, and he could evolve again, becoming stronger and more confident in their plan for tomorrow.

'What should I do?' Reign thought to himself, acknowledging his imposing appearance and the likelihood of causing alarm if he approached the people at the farmhouse.

'Wait…' He cut off his thoughts abruptly and turned towards Anna. She was the perfect person to use in this situation.

"Anna, can you take care of those people for me without alerting anyone?" Reign asked. He knew she was intelligent enough to figure out the best course of action; he just needed to give the order.

"Wait here," Anna replied with an excited giggle, pleased that Reign was openly relying on her.

She harbored the impression that if he found her useful, then he wouldn't abandon her, even as he grew stronger.

Standing up and bending her knees, Anna dashed forward, using the cover of the dark sky to conceal her movements.

As for George, he chose to wait and shut up. He understood that Anna, with her stealth and agility, had a much lower risk of getting caught compared to Reign.

'Why am I helping this monster?' George sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of guilt and weakness at the thought of her beloved daughter being used as a mere tool.

He couldn't shake the feeling that Reign had bad intentions, making the entire situation even more difficult to accept.

As for the act of killing the innocent, George did not care at all. The ordeal of raising his demon daughter had numbed him to such matters.

After all, Anna just killed his wife a few days ago, and he hadn't dwelled on it much.

In a way, he realized he was also weird, perhaps even exhibiting signs of being a "psycho" himself for tolerating such atrocities.

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15 minutes passed , and the whole farm became more silent . Even the dogs that guarded it were only able to bark once before they were taken care of.

While George remained unaware of Anna's actions,

Reign observed everything with interest as she dispatched the farmers with ease.

Using her blood as a deadly weapon, she shot them in the throat, silencing them before they could even cry out.

It was a brutal and efficient method of disposing of people.

'She's going inside,'" he mused as he watched her open the door to the house.

After about five minutes, she emerged and waved her hands, gesturing that the task was complete.

'That was fast, I knew it. She's a really useful tool,' Reign chuckled sinisterly, his dark thoughts swirling as he contemplated Anna's efficiency in carrying out his orders.

On their way towards the house, Reign picked up the dead bodies of the farmers and slung them over his back. He planned to group them together and then consume them in one go.

When they reached the front door, they saw Anna smiling and waiting.

"Good job," Reign said, patting her head again. She seemed to really like it, so it became one of his ways of manipulating her emotions.