Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Chapter 167: Art Piece Part 2

As time ticked by, Reign drifted in and out of sleep, the minutes blending into hours.

Suddenly, around 8:00 pm, the door to the private museum creaked open, its hinges groaning softly.

The sound stirred him from his sleep, his senses sharpening as he tried to see through the small hole he had created. He made sure it was small enough not to be noticed by the naked eye.

And thanks to the color of the egg, the moment his black eye-socket leaned on it, the hole seamlessly melded with its surface, as if it had always been a part of it

In the distance, he saw someone approaching, but it wasn't the person he had been waiting for .

'A woman?' he mused inwardly.

He had expected meeting the governor, but the woman in front of him looked too young and feminine to be him.

Dressed in a white dress that wasn't overly formal but still managed to accentuate her long, soft legs, she approached the egg with a unhurried steps.

Her chocolate colored hair flow around her shoulders as she walked, framing her tan skin and warm brown eyes.

With thick eyebrows that matched the fullness of her lips and chest, she exuded a different type of beauty that was not the least lower than Cyril, depending on the taste of the beholder.

But what caught Reign's attention wasn't just her physical characteristics; it was the aura she was emitting.

'A demon?' Reign thought to himself, sensing the negative energy emanating from her.

However, after a closer look, it wasn't coming directly from her body.

As he tried to focus his senses, he tracked down the source of the aura until his eyes locked on a necklace she was wearing, adorned with a large black diamond.

"That thing is made of negative energy," Reign muttered to himself. The system was able to hide his aura, but he was still filled with that type of energy, so he could not mistake it for anything else.

The woman continued to gaze at the egg, her smile simply admiring it.

There was no hint of hostility or suspicion in her expression, so he refrained from making a move.

Though curious about the necklace, he didn't want to make a commotion until he met the governor himself.

"Governor," the butler spoke up, and Reign thought that the man of the hour had finally arrived.

However, as the butler approached, he realized the true identity of the woman.

"Governor, dinner is ready," the butler spoke in a respectful manner.

'She's the governor?' Reign was stunned.

He had imagined the governor of a city to be a scary-looking middle-aged man, not a fragile-looking woman like her.

But he quickly shook off his surprise, realizing it was his fault for assuming things too soon.

"Alfredo, I told you to call me by my name when I'm at the mansion," she replied with a smile that masked her true feelings. Deep inside, she didn't like being addressed as "governor" by him.

After all, he had been serving her family for so long that she considered him a fatherly figure, and being reminded of her official title felt unnecessary in their private space.

"I apologize, Lady Demi," Alfredo responded, his expression less serious this time.

"What do you think of this egg? It's beautiful and mysterious, right? I wonder who made this sculpture in Summit City?" she asked, trying to start a conversation.

The two of them casually talked about the new art piece, not knowing that the very same object they were admiring was plotting that would put everyone lives in danger.

Reign's mind began to race, formulating a plan to neutralize her. However, he stopped midway after hearing her next words .

"I like this egg. Please ask someone to move it directly to my room tonight," she requested, her face filled with smiles, as if she had just found a new interesting toy.

"Yes, milady," Alfredo replied.

'Does she have a death wish?' Reign chuckled to himself. This woman had just made his job a lot easier.

As per her order, the egg was relocated directly inside her room, positioned facing her massive bed.

The room was spacious , furnished with its own plush sofa set, a grand 80-inch television screen, a luxurious walk-in closet, a sprawling king-size bed, and an array of other amenities that showed the governor's wealth.

Aside from Reign's egg, there were also numerous other art pieces in the room, indicating that her order was not made on impulse but rather a habit.

She had a genuine fondness for artwork and had been collecting such pieces since she was young.

This habit was something she acquired from her late father, and after his passing, she took on the family tradition of collecting interesting and unique items.

After a while, the door opened, and Demi finally entered the room.

However, she walked directly to the bathroom instead of heading to the bed.

Reign could have followed her there, but he decided to wait. He knew patience was key, and the right opportunity would present itself in due time.

When she finished soaking herself in a nice hot bath, she got out from the bathroom wearing only her bathing robe.

Her freshly washed hair emitted the scent of expensive shampoo that she had applied.

Sitting in front of the mirror, she began to apply lotion to her body before brushing and drying her hair.

Afterward, she went to the closet and picked up a simple white nightgown—not the revealing kind, but a long one that covered most of her body. But, the thin silk material still showed her sexy body underneath it.

She was very stunning, her natural beauty radiating effortlessly even without a trace of makeup on her face.

'Is she done yet ?' Reign grumbled to himself as he waited for her to walk out of her walk-in closet.

If he were human, he might have been tempted to peek and perhaps pin her down to the bed, but unfortunately, he lacked the necessary organs to even feel that urge.

He had an urge, but not sexually; rather, he craved the sensation of tasting her skin and the overflowing richness of her brain matter in his mouth, a desire that would really satisfy him.

CLICK!

The door of the walk-in closet opened, revealing Demi, who was now ready to sleep.

She normally stayed out late, but today, she had finished her meeting early.

Before sleeping, she admired the new piece in her collection first from her bed, wanting to appreciate its beauty a bit longer. However, exhaustion from work overtook her body, and her eyes started to grow heavy.

'This is my chance,' Reign saw his opportunity and was preparing to get out when suddenly the feeling of negative energy from the necklace intensified.

This made him pause for a moment, curious about what was happening.

From the necklace itself, a swirling black smoke began to emerge, slowly expanding and coalescing into a more defined form.

As the smoke dissipated, it revealed the figure of a woman with long messy jet-black hair and small eyes.

She was wearing a white robe which covered her very thin body.

Her hands bore long, sharp nails, and her complexion was unnaturally pale, as if drained of all life, giving her a ghostly appearance.

'What the hell is that thing ?'