Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World - Chapter 640

Chapter 640: Suppression 4
“That’s a stupid question,”

“What else is more fun than killing and destroying? I get excited watching people suffer—those twisted faces, the fear, the pain. I can’t get enough of it.”

He laughed harder, covering his face with one hand as the sound echoed through the hall.

Gabriel felt something worse than fear.

Reign didn’t want power to control everything. He just wanted to break it.

He wouldn’t stop here. Not with Heaven. Not with the human world. Not hell. Not even other worlds. He would keep going, destroying everything, just because he could.

“You are a sick—”

His head was torn clean off before he could finish.

Reign bit into the severed head like. Blood ran down his chin.

“Did you say something?” he asked with a laugh, chewing loudly.

After finishing, he waved his hand, and the blood-stained hall was instantly cleaned by his divine power.

With another gesture, all the fallen archangels were summoned to life. They reappeared, still retaining some of their intelligence, though they were now absolutely loyal to him.

Once they were in place, he gave a dismissive wave, and they vanished again, leaving no trace behind.

Sitting back on his throne, he closed his eyes.

He let out a slow breath and began to doze off, his mind drifting, undisturbed by the massacre he just caused.

When he opened his eyes again, hours had passed.

He stretched with a satisfied grin on his face. “That was the best sleep I’ve had in a while.”

However, the empty hall made him feel hollow. With no one left to kill or torture, there was nothing to keep him entertained.

“Right, I still have her.”

A smile tugged at his lips as a new goal took shape. He reached for the chalice and, following Lucifer’s instructions, began condensing his divine energy to fill it.

Divine water flowed into the Holy Grail, but it felt like a vacuum, refusing to be filled.

“What an interesting item. You’re greedy too, aren’t you? Just like me.” He spoke to the chalice, his boredom starting to mess with his mind. Not that his brain was ever normal to begin with.

Finally he made some progress and his it stop accepting divine energy .

According to Lucifer, the Holy Grail was connected to the capital city, and Michaela. By focusing on her intensely, there was a chance she would manifest again.

His grin spread across his face. He could already feel his curiosity turning into something darker, more intense.

‘I wonder what I will do after getting her back?’

‘She’s the closest one worthy to be my wife in terms of beauty,’ he mused silently, his fingers tightening around the Grail.

‘But I’m not really the lover type, am I?’ He chuckled softly at his own thoughts, as though the idea of intimacy was as foreign to him as mercy.

A dark amusement flickered in his eyes. ‘I’ll just eat her if she doesn’t satisfy me.’

The words slipped from his mouth as easily as a breath, like a casual thing .

“It’s moving,”

He watched as the chalice glowed, light spilling from its edges. Golden water began to pour out of it, flowing like a steady stream, pooling on the ground beneath it.

The liquid spread quickly, expanding across the floor and forming a small pond that reflected the golden glow.

Then, the water rippled.

Reign’s gaze grew intense as something started to rise from the depths.

At first, it was just a hand—delicate, fingers stretching out of the water as if reaching for something.

The hand slowly pulled itself up, followed by an arm. The movement was slow, like the figure was struggling to break free.

Then, as the water around shifted, the figure fully emerged.

It was Michaela.

Her naked body glistened with the golden liquid, her skin smooth and radiant, but her chest heaved with shallow breaths.

She seemed disoriented, as though the transition from the depths of the Grail to reality was a painful one.

Her long, golden hair clung to her shoulders, wet and tangled, while her eyes was wide with confusion .

“Michaela,” he spoke her name slowly, almost like a whisper, savoring the sound of it. The corners of his lips curled upward in a twisted smile. “I didn’t expect to see you like this, but I must say, it’s quite the… view.”

She straightened, her eyes narrowing as she took in her surroundings. The water from the Grail still lapped at her feet.

The last thing she remembered was being defeated by Lilith and Lucifer, who had used a sneaky trick to bring her down.

“What have you done?” she asked, her voice still weak.

“I did what you asked, and more,” he said, standing up and walking towards her.

“I killed Lucifer and Lilith, fixed the capital city, and even brought you back to life. If I’m being honest, I’ve outdone myself. I deserve my reward.” He gently touched her chin and lifted her face, forcing her to meet his gaze.

She looked away, avoiding his eyes as the memory of their deal surfaced.

“Wait,” she said, her voice uneasy. “I need to make sure you’re telling the truth. And… where are the other Archangels? I can’t sense them.”

Reign lowered his head slightly, a fake hint of sadness crossing his face.

“They gave their lives fighting the devil generals, while I was dealing with Lucifer and Lilith… they were wiped out. So it’s just us now.”

Michaela’s brows drew together. Her eyes narrowed, scanning his face.

” If that’s true… why can’t I feel even a trace of their divine energy? Not even remnants. It’s like they were erased completely.”

Reign’s expression softened into a carefully crafted mask of pain. He looked down, as if holding back grief, then let out a slow breath.

“I didn’t want to believe it either,” he said, voice low. “Their energy is gone because they gave it all in the final moments… They burned everything they had to make sure I won. That’s why you don’t sense them anymore.”

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Authors Note:

Another three chapters. Next upload will be on the 16th.