Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World - Chapter 510

Chapter 510: Peak of the World Part 2
As they walked deeper into the hall, the light grew dimmer, with flickering metal torches casting long shadows against the towering pillars.

The warm glow from the torches highlighted intricate carvings etched into the marble floors.

There were no cuts or seams visible, adding to the extravagance of the hall. Each design flowed seamlessly into the next, creating a mesmerizing pattern.

This whole architecture was now very rare in human cities, as most structures with such craftsmanship had long been consumed by the miasma.

In contrast, the demons had managed to preserve their legacy in grand halls like this one because, unlike humans, they rarely lost their territory.

Their dominance and immortality allowed them to construct magnificent structures that stood the test of time, each one a testament to their power and resilience.

‘Talk about making it dramatic,’ Reign muttered to himself.

He had to admit that all these decorations and structures were impressive, but for someone like him, who thrived on destruction, they weren’t all that different from rubble.

Just because something looked artistic didn’t mean he would hesitate to bring it down if the situation called for it.

While lost in thought, they finally reached their destination at the end of the hall. There stood a large door, towering at least three stories high.

It was crafted from some kind of dark metal, with translucent gemstones embedded into its surface. They formed a symbol resembling a star inside a ring.

Elizabeth stopped before the main door and traced her fingers over the gems.

“These runes allow entry only to those authorized by the council,” she said softly.

As she injected a trace of her power, the embedded gems pulsed brighter, their light spreading across the symbol in a light wave.

The door began to tremble, and as it slowly opened, a surge of intense energy poured out, filling the air.

Reign felt the pressure instantly. The energy was so strong that it was visible swirling in faint dark colors, even without him trying.

‘What kind of demons am I about to face in there?’

When the doors swung open, he saw a round table surrounded by empty thrones, each inscribed with symbols representing one of the Demon Gods.

At the head, a figure sat, revealing a pair of bright dark-red eyes.

He looked old, with gray hair and wrinkled skin. If it weren’t for his unique looking eyes, Reign might have thought he was just an ordinary old man.

However, there was a strong power coming from him that made it clear he was anything but weak.

He dressed in a unique style, wearing a black jacket with white fur trim around the collar. The jacket had a metallic sheen, yet it moved like soft leather.

Ten rings decorated his fingers, each set with a gem in a different color.

Reign could tell those rings weren’t just for show. Just staring at them made him uneasy.

“Welcome,” the figure spoke first, his voice carrying authority. “I am Draven, head of this council and acting leader of the Abyssal Alliance.”

Elizabeth and Lyra knelt respectfully, but Reign stayed standing, meeting the Demon’s god gaze.

“Kneel in his presence. He’s the most powerful Demon God in the alliance,” Elizabeth urged.

“I don’t kneel to anyone,” Reign shook his head.

It was a disrespectful statement that made everyone present doubt his sanity.

“Bold,” the Demon God said, a faint smile appearing on his lips. “It’s unusual to find someone so confident in front of me.”

He glanced at Elizabeth, then back at Reign. “Tell me, why do you refuse to kneel? It’s only normal to show respect to someone stronger than you.”

“Stronger than me?” Reign chuckled. “The only advantage you have is that you’re older than me,” he said bluntly.

Draven raised his eyebrow , “And how old might you be?”

“I’m barely over two years old!” Reign answered.

“Over two years old?”

Even the Demon God was shocked; this was beyond exceptional.

In ancient times, a few rare demons achieved Demon God status in just a decade, but even that paled in comparison to what Reign claimed.

“Elizabeth, is he telling the truth?” Draven turned to her.

“It’s true. According to the information I gathered, he was just a low-ranking demon a few years ago.”

She was sure of this because she had heard it directly from her brother and his mistress, who were there when they kidnapped Anna.

“Please just kneel,” Elizabeth urged Reign.

However, the demon god raised his hand to stop her.

“Let him be. I want to see how this plays out. It’s not every day I get to see someone with such exceptional talent. He has every right to be arrogant,”

Reign was a bit surprised. He had expected the Demon God to be unreasonable, but that wasn’t the case at all.

“Still…” Draven’s gaze trailed off. “No matter how much talent one has, it’s my job as a senior to teach the importance of humility.”

As he spoke, the pressure in the room increased, making Reign feel as if gravity itself was trying to push him down to the ground.

Despite this weight pressing against him, he fought to maintain his stance.

The pressure continued to rise, and he was slowly being forced to kneel.

Anna wanted to help him, but he stopped her. “Don’t intervene; this is my business.”

He began circulating his energy to counteract the pressure and managed to stand up straight again.

Draven narrowed his eyes, and they glinted with intensity. In an instant, the pressure tripled.

CRACK!

Reign’s foot sank deep into the floor, but he still refused to kneel.

Just as he expected the pressure to keep mounting, it suddenly vanished, leaving him momentarily confused.

“Why did you stop?” he asked.

The Demon God leaned back in his chair with a satisfied smile.

“I admire your spirit, but you should know that disrespecting the council can have serious consequences. It’s not because I hate your guts; it’s about maintaining order. If I let you slide, other demons won’t take me seriously.”

“So how about you show this old man some face?”