Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Alfonso felt relieved that it was just an ordinary knife after all, but his relief was short-lived when Reign delivered another kick that sent him staggering back five steps, despite his attempt to block it with his weapon.

"Come on, do you think I only brought one weapon?" Reign mocked.

He reached into his pocket, and everyone anticipated he would reveal his true weapon.

Instead, to further taunt Alfonso, he pulled out another steak knife.

"This is more than enough for someone like you," Reign sneered.

His insulting words struck his opponent's pride.

With a furious roar, Alfonso spat back, "You Bastard!!"

His attacks grew fiercer, driven by anger. Each swing of his blade was aimed to kill in one shot.

But as his emotions clouded his judgment, he began to become more open for attacks.

Reign seized the opportunity, exploiting the gaps .He struck at the armor from different angles, ensuring each blow was precisely calculated to just leave a dent rather than fatally wound the divergent.

Reign was like a lion savoring the hunt before delivering the final blow to his prey.

Another strike landed, and this time Alfonso felt it deeply. Reign had finally breached the armor.

The frequency of Reign's attacks intensified, each blow chipping away at the defensed.

Though the wounds were superficial and non-threatening, they revealed the disparity in power between the two combatants.

'I can't hold back anymore,' Alfonso gritted his teeth. He had wanted to save this mode for something more important, but his enemy's strength left him no choice.

Inside his armor, there was a serum created by BioGen to enhance the power of Divergents.

This was why he chose to work for them instead of remaining a mercenary. He understood that even if he reached the Black Rank, he would still be weaker than Hunters that he despised .

To make up for this, he opted to sign a contract with the corporation.

"I can't believe I'm forced to this point. I admit, you're strong, someone who's already on the brink of reaching Black Rank." He admitted.

The crowd was shocked to hear his declaration.

He had just announced that his opponent was close to reaching the pinnacle rank of a Mercenary.

Normally, they wouldn't believe it so easily because Black Rank was almost nonexistent in Tier 3 cities.

However, after witnessing Reign dominate the battle with a steak knife, they began to believe that the claim was true.

"Is he going to give up the fight?" one of the spectators asked.

"Probably, I mean he just admitted that his opponent was stronger," another replied.

"Yeah, but what about our bets?" The crowd erupted into a heated debate about what would happen next.

Reign stood back, allowing his opponent a moment to breathe. "I won't hold back just because you complimented me," he said.

"Me neither. I prepared this just in case I needed to teach a hunter a lesson, but you're as annoying as they are, so be prepared," Alfonso retorted, then activated the serum.

A needle pierced the back of his neck, and the drug took effect immediately.

"AGGGHHHH!" he groaned, overwhelmed by the side effects.

His armor shook as his muscles expanded, stretching the flexible metallic fabric but not tearing it.

"This is my strongest form, and right now I have the strength to contend even with a double-digit Hunter," he declared confidently.

"Contend with a double-digit? With just that?" Reign burst into laughter at his opponent declaration.

He continued laughing, clutching his stomach out of habit. "Hey, have you ever fought a Double Digit before?"

Alfonso fell silent. He hadn't faced one, and Reign's laughter made him more irritated.

"You talk like you've fought one," Alfonso replied, his grip tightening on his weapon.

"Fought one?" Reign paused, finding it amusing that Alfonso questioned someone who had already killed too many to count.

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's end this," Alfonso declared, his voice now deeper due to the drugs.

Reign's laughter stopped. "Alright, I believe it's time to finish this."

Pretending to take a deep breath, the exaggerated suction sound of air reverberated through the tunnel.

As he exhaled, an unexpected scene played—sparks of blue electricity crackled across his entire body, casting an erratic glow around him.

"My god! He's a Hunter!" exclaimed someone in the crowd.

The spectators all started talking after witnessing the used of a breathing technique.

"Was that a Hunter's move?" one asked.

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"Yeah, that's iconic for them," another replied.

'I knew it. They all assumed I was one,' Reign mused inwardly.

He had picked up on their earlier conversation—Alfonso's disdain for Hunters. To rub salt in the wound, he decided to play along and pretend to be one himself.

The Divergent was taken aback by this turn of events. His enemy was actually a Hunter, and what shocked him even more was that no breathing techniques had been used prior. It became clear that Reign had been toying with him all along.

He gritted his teeth in anger. Alfonso harbored a deep hatred towards Hunters because he had once aspired to become one himself. But he was told that Divergent like him couldn't practice breathing techniques.

This discrimination pushed many like him into mercenary work.

In his view, being a Divergent didn't make him any less capable than a Hunter. He believed it was all driven by political agendas and biases that perpetuated this unjust perception.

'I can't lose here. This is my time to prove that I'm not inferior!' he steeled his resolve and took out the pill that Emy had given him.

"No, don't use it," Emy warned. "This is enough. I admit my mistake, and we are surrendering," she admitted, her tone now more humble.

She could already predict the outcome of this battle after seeing the arcs of electricity.

Lightning was a rare element among hunters, so she immediately assumed that Reign came from a powerful family.

Not just her, even the others in the crowd were thinking the same thing.

Alfonso paused in his tracks. He was angry, but not so angry that he would risk his life over a bet. If he needed to fight, he would, but if not, he was willing to let this go.

"Oh, you think you can just surrender? This is a fight to the death. "Reign taunted.

Emy stepped forward to deescalate the situation and avoid further damaged .

"Mr. Lucas, I apologize for my rudeness toward your bodyguard, but I believe we should end this. Please, ask him to stop," she pleaded earnestly.

Lucas's expression turned awkward. Reign worked for Lilith, not him, so he couldn't act too boldly.

However, taking no action would make him appear involved in bullying a representative of BioGen, which would not be good for his reputation and own business.

It also didn't help that Lucas had bet a huge amount of money on Reign. Now that Reign was revealed to be a Hunter, everyone would assume Lucas knew all along.

"Mr. Rain, I think we should…"

"I'll kill you too if you stop me," Reign warned cutting him off.