Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Chapter 338: Menu Item

Inside the barrier, sirens blared loudly, making a loud noise that filled the streets.

Phones kept ringing with urgent messages, telling everyone to quickly move to safe areas.

People were running around, trying to get to the evacuation zones as fast as they could.

Meanwhile, Reign was calmly hovering in the air, treating the whole place like a restaurant. He saw each area as a different menu item, deciding where to strike .

He knew some places would be attacked by the monsters first, so he decided to prioritize those areas. He began with the mining and industrial sectors, where many workers were located.

After deciding which direction to fly, Reign set off towards his targets.

What greeted him there was a surprising welcome.

Because of the emergency, people had gathered in evacuation centers, which made it like they had packed themselves into a can for him.

It was almost too easy, like opening a can of sardines, which saved him a lot of time.

'You didn't have to trouble yourselves,' he chuckled sadistically, his eyes locked on the buildings filled with humans.

Wasting no time, he released a cloud of airborne virus into the area. As the virus spread, their initial confusion quickly turned to panic.

They began to cough violently, clutching their throats as if trying to stop the burning sensation inside.

Their faces twisted in agony as their skin turned a sickly, mottled color.

One by one, they fell to the ground. Some writhed in pain, their bodies convulsing uncontrollably, while others collapsed in a heap, their eyes wide with terror.

They had no time to call for help before losing consciousness and dying. Everything happened too fast.

Once everyone was dead, he landed and spent about five minutes wrapping things up, mostly feeding.

This was how quickly he could wipe out an small population if he really focused on it.

'That's the last one,' he muttered after absorbing the final corpse.

The whole building was now empty. He had made sure the virus wasn't contagious and would vanish within three minutes, leaving no trace of his action

Next, he moved quickly from one area to the next, each one more helpless than the last.

The towns were left in silence, their people dying as he fed on them.

What made it even creepier was how clean it all was—there was no sign of resistance.

If anyone visited these places, they would think they were simply abandoned.

Looking down at the empty town below, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

The massacre was complete, and the ease with which he had done it only made him crave more.

He turned his gaze to the horizon, where more small towns awaited.

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After an hour.

Reign decided to fly back to the edge of the barrier before heading directly toward the city center.

He wanted to check the current situation and see if he needed to help number 17.

But, when he arrived, he saw that the barrier was already broken.

In the distance, he could see the frontline slowly being pushed by the sea of monsters. The situation had reached a point of no return.

Human forces had retreated 20 miles away to regroup and prepare for what was coming, realizing it was too late to stop the invasion.

They quickly started building makeshift platforms and setting up temporary defenses.

Military vehicles like tanks and trucks lined up to create a border. Rocket launchers were placed around the area to help stop the incoming flood of corrupted creatures.

Soldiers worked hard to build and set up everything needed to defend against the attack.

The area, once calm, turned into a busy defense zone as they made their stand against the growing threat.

They were so busy and stressed that they didn't even think about the empty towns. They just assumed that everyone had evacuated to the city, which seemed like the logical thing to do.

'So, more forces came,' he thought as he landed on a mountain near the new border.

He observed the setup and realized it might be enough to stop Number 17. With over one hundred pieces of heavy artillery in place, their defenses were strong.

But how could he let that happen? How could he just abandon Number 17?

After all, he was the number one backer of the numbered variant.

So, like a supportive investor, he decided to create a different type of pathogen.

This one wasn't deadly; instead, it would make ordinary humans feel extremely tired and exhausted.

Using this kind of pathogen at a time like this would have a powerful effect. To ensure it covered a large area, he used the wind to carry the virus through the air.

The virus spread, and the military forces started to feel its effects. Soldiers began to experience unusual tiredness. They felt more sluggish and found it harder to focus.

Tasks that used to be quick and easy now seemed more tiring. Some soldiers complained of feeling drained, but they still tried to continue their duties.

They just attributed their tiredness to the stressful environment, which they assumed could have affected their mental stability.

"Aim your weapons and get ready!" a high-ranking officer shouted over the noise.

"The corrupted creatures are coming fast—this is not a drill! Every unit, stay in position and get ready to fire when I give the signal!"

As the flood of corrupted creatures surged toward the new border, the ground shook from their sheer numbers. The rumbling noise of their advance grew louder and louder with each passing moment.

Their red eyes glowed menacingly, and their roars and growls created a nightmarish scene.

In response, the military forces, despite their exhaustion, sprang into action.

"FIRE!"

They used powerful bombs to try and stop the incoming wave.

Artillery and tanks fired explosive shells into the approaching horde. Each shell exploded with a loud bang, sending fire and smoke high into the sky. The ground shook and erupted with flames and debris.

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

The explosions created massive craters, ripping apart the corrupted creatures in their path.

But the wave was just too much.

Though the powerful bombs slowed their progress and caused significant damage, the sheer number of corrupted creatures meant that the tide of monsters continued to push forward.

From the distant mountain, he watched everything unfold with an amused expression. He increased the effect of his pathogen.

More and more soldiers began to collapse from exhaustion, including those manning important military vehicles. The once-coordinated defense started to fall apart as key personnel were incapacitated.

Before the higher-ups could understand what was happening, it was too late.

The wave of corrupted creatures, meeting less resistance, surged forward with unstoppable force. They quickly overwhelmed the new border.

As the creatures swarmed over the defenses, anyone caught in the flood was overpowered. Soldiers and hunters alike were swept away.

Those trapped in vehicles were crushed under the weight of the advancing hordes.

Some tried to fight back, but the sheer number made it nearly impossible.

Screams and cries for help were quickly drowned out by the roar of the monsters and the sound of their crushing advance.

'Sweet,' he chuckled to himself.