Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Chapter 339: Surpassing Expectation

As the corrupted creatures crashed through the border, they destroyed everything in their path.

The land around them changed drastically. Trees lost their green color, turning gray and black from the miasma.

The once-clear streams became dark and dirty, and the air was filled with a thick, poisonous fog

Animals that used to live there were devoured. The forest, once full of life and color, was destroyed in an instant.

But this scene was short-lived, as the monsters quickly covered any remaining traces of life.

'Isn't this getting out of hand?' he thought to himself, feeling that Number 17 was growing stronger.

He began to wonder if he could actually find the real body amidst this sea of monsters.

'Well, I can just give up if it's too much trouble. It's not like it's my responsibility to stop it anyway,' he mused to himself.

With the land in ruins, he prepared to move on to his next target.

'Time to harvest ,' he chuckled to himself as he flew towards the city, with the tsunami of corrupted creatures following closely behind.

SWOOOOSH!

Each flap of his wings pushed him forward, sending strong gusts of wind behind him.

He watched the people below, who were rushing to escape. They were so busy surviving that they didn't notice him flying above them.

The city soon appeared in the distance, its high walls standing strong against the approaching threat.

However, inside the city, anxiety was high. News of the what happened had already reached them, leaving everyone feeling demoralized and afraid.

Reign passed through the walls effortlessly, setting off some alarms.

But he moved so quickly that the guards on the wall barely had time to react.

He soared higher and higher, knowing he could act bolder since most of the powerful forces had either been wiped out by the wave or were busy fighting it off.

This was now his time to reap what he had sown.

High in the sky, he raised his hand and began releasing a transparent gas filled with pathogens. Using his control over element, he increased the wind's strength to spread the airborne virus over a larger area.

The gas drifted down slowly, blanketing the streets below.

When the viral gas began to descend, the alarms started blaring.

However, the sound was drowned out by other emergency sirens, leaving everyone confused about which alarm was the most urgent.

Down on the streets, the chaos worsened as people shoved and fought each other, some even resorting to looting.

The entire place had descended into total mayhem.

Human nature and greed took over as some people began looting, thinking they could survive the invasion and get rich quickly.

Meanwhile, some with at least some braincells began preparing for the worst and thinking of ways to survive.

They ran towards the evacuation centers, their faces filled with panic and desperation.

In their rush to escape, they were too distracted to notice the invisible danger falling down from the sky.

The contaminated air settled and mixed with surrounding.

A family of five approached the gates surrounding the evacuation center, their faces pale with fear.

The father, clutching his young son tightly, begged the guards, "Please, let us in! We need to get inside! I have three children!" His voice was filled with desperation and fear.

The mother held her son's hand, tears streaming down her face. "We have a sick child, please don't make us wait," she begged.

But the guards remained firm, their expressions stern.

"Everyone needs to wait. We can't let anyone in without order," one of them barked, pointing to the growing line of people behind them.

The family hesitated, looking at the line that stretched far down the street.

"But there's no time! You have to let us in now!" the father insisted, his voice rising with urgency.

Before the guard could respond, another guard nearby suddenly gasped, clutching his throat.

At first, it was just a mild cough, almost unnoticeable. The others glanced at him, concerned, but continued to keep order.

Seconds passed, and the coughing grew worse. He bent over, struggling to catch his breath.

His face turned red, and his eyes widened in pain. The sound of his labored breathing echoed through the area, drawing the attention of those nearby.

"Hey, are you okay?" one of his colleague asked, stepping closer, but before he could get a response, another person started coughing too. Then another.

The family watched in horror as more and more people, both guards and those in line, began to show the same symptoms.

Coughs spread through the crowd like wildfire, starting mild but quickly escalating.

Panic rippled through everyone as they realized something was terribly wrong.

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

Dozens more people collapsed, their bodies weakening as the virus took over their respiratory systems and began destroying their lungs.

Some, with stronger immune systems, managed to stagger around for a while, but in the end, they too fell victim to the unforgiving virus.

The father pulled his family back, shielding his children as best he could.

"We need to get out of here!" he shouted to his wife, who nodded, her face pale with fear.

But before they could go far, they too started coughing.

At first, it was just a tickle in their throats, but within moments, it grew worse and unbearable.

The father stumbled, coughing so hard that blood sprayed from his mouth.

His wife and children began to cough blood too, their breaths coming in painful gasps as they clutched their chests in pain.

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

One by one, they collapsed to the ground, their final breaths leaving them as they lay motionless in the street.

'That's one area down, now onto the next,' Reign thought with a satisfied nod, impressed by the initial success of his plan.

He kept the gas flowing steadily as he flew over the city, ensuring it covered every part.

Starting with the commercial district, where the shops and stores had already been closed and empty, the gas filled the streets .

Any people who had stayed behind died quickly to the gas, their confusion and fear evident as they breath their last.

Next, he went to the residential neighborhoods.

The houses looked empty and quiet, with no one living there anymore. However, Reign's undead eye revealed a different story, showing signs of lingering vitality.

Gas seeped through window gaps and open doors, filling the homes.

Using his undead eye, he could see that the gas reached even the hidden spots where people had tried to huddle.

He moved on to parks, community centers, and other public areas where people might have gathered.

The gas spread through these places as well, turning them into empty, silent spaces.

Streets were filled with the corpses of those who had died, while the buildings stood silent, empty, and desolate.

He looked over the city from above, satisfied with the results of his work.

From his perspective, what he had accomplished was nothing short of awe-inspiring. 'I outdid myself this time,' he chuckled .

The city had become a ghost town, fully taken over by his virus.

He landed with a sadistic smile spreading across his lips. As he touched down, hundreds of dark, writhing tendrils erupted from his body.

The tendrils reached out and pierced the corpses, absorbing them.

[DING!]

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