Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"I don't have any," Reign said, shaking his head. "But that's not important. You should put your visor, or this will be too easy."

"Or are you using your ugly face as a distraction? Well played." Reign clapped his hands, further mocking his opponent.

Reign aimed to shatter Alfonso's pride and teach him that some mountains were too high to overcome.

"Take out your weapon so I can beat the crap out of you," Alfonso growled, glaring as he prepared his stance.

"Alright, but put on your helmet first," Reign said sarcastically.

The Divergent gritted his teeth, anger burning in his eyes.

"You—" he began, his voice trembling with rage.

He was about to snap when Emy intervened

"Alfonso, calm down," she said firmly, holding up his metallic visor. "Put this on."

He grabbed it from her, glaring at Reign before putting it on.

CLICK!

The helmet clicked into place, completing his full gear armor .

His body was now fully protected, the helmet gleaming under the industrial lights.

Fully equipped and ready, he felt more confident about winning this fight.

The helmet was equipped with advanced AI combat technology that could predict attack trajectories after analyzing the opponent.

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It was still in beta stage at SPARK Corporation, but BioGen obtained it due to their close relationship.

"There you go, now you look even more like a trash can." Reign chuckled louder.

"Keep talking shit," Alfonso growled from behind his helmet. "When I'm done with you, no one will be able to recognize that smug face of yours."

He tightened his grip on his big weapon, his eyes narrowing as he focused his mind, ready for the fight.

"Now draw your weapon!" Alfonso ordered impatiently, expecting Reign to draw a dagger.

"Before we start, I want to set some rules and clarify something," Reign suggested, turning his gaze towards Emy.

"What?, you're not suggesting a handicap, are you?" Alfonso sneered in disdain.

"Of course not. It will make the fight boring and too easy. I just want this fight to be a battle to the death, and make it more fun and exciting," Reign replied arrogantly.

Emy's eyes widened in shock, her hand instinctively tightening on her chest. "You can't be serious," she protested, "This is just a spar, "

Alfonso's expression also darkened, his jaw tightening. "You're playing with fire," he warned.

"You two are the ones who challenged me in the first place while I was just minding my own business," Reign shook his head, acting like he was the victim .

"And now you're saying that I'm playing with fire? Or are you afraid that you'll lose despite all the tech you have in your body?" he added his voice laced with disdain.

Emy's brows furrowed with worry as she watched the two. She had never imagined things would escalate to this level. She had underestimated how impulsive and erratic Reign could be.

She stepped forward, her voice urgent. "This isn't a game. I didn't expect..."

"Stop!" Alfonso cut her off with a wave of his hand before pointing his blade forward

"Enough talk. It's time to settle this once and for all," he said, his voice firm and annoyed. His grip tightened around his weapon as he steeled himself.

Seeing that her bodyguard had been provoked by Reign's taunts, Emy sighed deeply. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small, concealed item, her expression one of reluctance.

"Use this if something unexpected happens," she instructed, her voice low and secretive .

Alfonso took the object from her and examined it closely. It was a small pill.

"I'm ready. Now take out your weapon!" Alfonso raised his weapon, pointing the large blade forward.

"Alright," Reign nodded and pulled something out of his pocket, which elicited gasps of surprise from everyone. In his hand was a steak knife.

Alfonso's eyes widened in disbelief. "Is this a joke?"

The spectators also exchanged bewildered looks, unsure whether to laugh or be concerned.

One muttered, "A steak knife? Seriously?"

Even Emy couldn't hide her astonishment. She whispered to Alfonso though the ear-piece , "He's taunting you. Don't let him get to your head, "

Reign twirled his weapon of choice between his fingers nonchalantly.

"You said weapon, didn't you?" His smirk grew wider as he continued to toy with the knife, clearly enjoying the reaction he was getting.

Alfonso's face turned sour with anger and disbelief. "Are you mocking me?" he spat out.

"What makes you say that?" Reign asked, feigning ignorance.

"You will regret this!" Alfonso roared in anger, and dashed forward without waiting for any signal.

He swung his double-edged blade downward with force, aiming to break through his opponent's defenses

The steel gleamed as it descended, the sheer force behind the blow threatening to break through any resistance.

However, it was easily dodged by Reign who sidestep to the left.

Alfonso anticipated that his initial attack would be evaded, so he quickly twisted his wrist and swung the blade horizontally, not allowing his opponent any break.

But Reign just casually leaped back, effortlessly dodging the incoming blade.

'That's it, get angry. I'll let you think you're winning first, and then I'll show you hell when you realize I've just been toying with you, 'Reign chuckled sadistically.

'And when the time comes, I'll make you beg for your life.' He muttered menacingly, excited in the psychological torment he would unleashed slowly.

His vengeful nature had been triggered, and all the taunting was just his way of holding back from killing his opponent too quickly.

If he hadn't been venting his frustrations and distracting himself by taunting his opponent, he would have lost control of his emotions much earlier.

"Stop dodging !" Alfonso's eyes glinted with killing intent as he tightened his grip on the double-edged blade, the weight of the weapon looked insignificant in his hands.

Without hesitation, he closed the distance again, moving with a speed that defied his size.

The massive blade whistled through the air in a deadly vertical arc.

Reign, armed with nothing more than a steak knife, dodged the incoming assault. His movements were too simple, narrowly avoiding the attack that could have easily cleaved a weaker opponent in half.

Alfonso wasn't done yet. Learning from his mistake, he threw a punch with his free hand, but Reign dodged it by tilting his head

Undeterred, he tried a new approach, alternating between punches and swings of his weapon.

Each time, Reign managed to evade the attacks at the last possible moment.

The nonstop pattern of dodging only fueled his frustration as he struggled to land a hit.

'Shit, no wonder he is really arrogant.. I have to admit, he's good at dodging.' Alfonso thought to himself.

'But if that's the only thing you can do, then your fate is sealed when you face someone like me!' he added fiercely as he continued to swing his weapon.

The design of his blade made his attacks hard to predict. Unfortunately, one unique weapon wasn't enough to be a real threat for someone with Reign's caliber.