Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Reign had dodged just in time, the blade missing his head by inches. He took advantage of the brief pause, darting in with his steak knife to slash at Alfonso\'s side.

But the veteran Divergent was ready. He pivoted on his heel, bringing the hilt of his sword up in a counter-strike.

The knife struck only the hilt.

Alfonso didn\'t waste any time. His blade sliced through the air, missing Reign\'s face by inches before he could jump backwards.

He landed a few feet away, his eyes never leaving Alfonso, who was already preparing for the next attack.

"That almost got me," Reign remarked, his words contrasting with the confident smile on his face.

SLASH!

SLASH!

SLASH!

Alfonso pressed the attack, his sword a blur of motion.

He swung it overhead, then abruptly twisted his wrist to reversed the direction, the other end of the weapon arcing up in a devastating uppercut.

Reign twisted his body to the side, feeling the rush of air as the sword narrowly missed him again.

Rolling across the ground, Reign rose to one knee just in time to see Alfonso charging toward him, determined not to give him a breather.

SLASH!

Reign dodged to the side and jumped away, ensuring he had plenty of space between them.

"FIGHT! FIGHT ! FIGHT!

The tunnel reverberated with the crowd\'s thunderous cheers, their voices blending into a lively chorus of support for the armored Divergent.

"Alfonso, you got this!" echoed through the air, accompanied by enthusiastic claps and stomping feet.

"Finish him off!" cried one spectator, their voice rising above the rest.

"Show him what you\'re made of!" shouted another, their excitement visible in their faces.

"Don\'t let him dodge you like that!" came a frustrated yell, highlighting the growing impatience with his opponent\'s evasive tactics.

"Knock him out!" roared a voice from the back, urging him to deliver a decisive blow.

In the middle of the cheers, an angry and frustrated shouts echoed.

"Stop dodging, you coward!"

"Is that all you can do? You\'re wasting our time!"

Their frustration with Reign\'s strategy was evident.

But Reign ignored their words and kept dodging. He made it look like their skills were evenly matched so he could enjoy watching his opponent struggle even more.

Finally, Alfonso reached his limit.

His armor began to hum, and mist started flowing upwards from its joints.

The visor of his helmet turned a menacing red, signaling that he was unleashing the full power of his power armor.

FLEX Defender, like any other advanced armor, had the ability to enhance the user\'s base stats

Specifically for this model, the Flex Defender had the ability to increase the user\'s stats by 80%, which was a huge boost.

This meant his strength, speed, and endurance were nearly doubled, giving him a major advantage in combat.

The spectators watched in anticipation, realizing that the battle was about to escalate to a new level of intensity.

"So you\'re finally getting serious," Reign uttered while spinning the steak knife in his hand.

BOOM!

Alfonso\'s first step was so powerful that it created a small dent in the ground from the sheer force. .net

In no time, he closed the gap between them.

His blade slashed , cutting through the air in a diagonal arc towards the left hip.

Reign managed to dodge, but the next series of attacks came even faster. Alfonso even added spins to his strikes, mixing in agile punches and kicks, varying his attacks.

It demonstrated Alfonso\'s experience and versatility. With the added power of the armor, his combat ability far exceeded what it had been when he was with the Veiled Nights.

At this moment, he was already at the level of Diamond Rank.

SLASH!

SLASH!

SLASH!

Reign, who had been holding back, felt pushed to his current limits. It was getting harder and harder for him to contain his own power.

Alfonso\'s nonstop attacks and the power armor\'s enhancements were proving to be a real challenge.

"Not bad," Reign commented, acknowledging his opponent as the strongest Divergent he had faced so far.

"But it\'s not enough," he shook his head, a taunting smirk playing on his lips.

As Alfonso went for another wide strike, Reign seized the opportunity. He closed the distance in a blink, aiming for a quick blow to the chest .

"Idiot, I already predicted that," Alfonso sneered in contempt.

His combat AI had already finished analyzing Reign\'s movements, speed, agility, and other statistics. He saw the attack coming from miles away, baiting him into making a move.

"Die," Alfonso roared, redirecting his blade to strike the head.

But before the blade could connect, Reign twisted and spun his body in an unexpected manner, completely evading the attack.

Then, he kicked Alfonso hard in the stomach, sending the armored divergent flying.

To prevent himself from being thrown off, Alfonso hastily plunged his weapon into the ground.

"You\'re not the only one who can predict attacks, but mine comes more naturally," Reign remarked sharply, twirling his knife to taunt his opponent further.

His Raven Eye ability normally struggled against extremely fast opponent like the flashy hunter from before, but Alfonso\'s slower speed made it easy to foresee movements.

Alfonso got back on his feet. He hadn\'t been knocked down because he couldn\'t handle the blow, but simply due to his footing.

But, in that moment, he recognized that his opponent was skilled not just in evasion.

"I won\'t underestimate you again!" Alfonso steadied himself and adjusted his stance. "This time, I\'ll put an end to you for good."

He launched another attack, aiming to catch his opponent off guard. But Reign was prepared. He met his charge, skillfully dodging each strike and countering effectively.

Both of them were predicting each other\'s moves, but Reign was faster and more agile.

\'What\'s happening? Every time my Combat AI finishes readjusting, he gets faster,\' Alfonso clicked his tongue in annoyance. It felt like his opponent was deliberately restraining himself.

\'Could his real speed be faster?\' he wondered, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead as he realized that his opponent was a complete mystery.

But stopping now wasn\'t an option. He had to push harder; he was confident in his stamina, so he decided to wear down his opponent first.

However--

Alfonso\'s attacks grew more desperate as he tried to find a gap.

Meanwhile, Reign remained calm and chill, exploiting every opportunity to strike back.

In a critical moment, Alfonso\'s helmet saved him from a potentially deadly blow. Catching his breath, he realized he needed to change his approach if he wanted to win this duel.

But Reign didn\'t give him a moment\'s rest. He continued to attack the armor nonstop.

While each individual strike was not strong enough to break through the armor, their sheer number gradually pushed Alfonso back.

\'Shit, what\'s that knife made of?!\' Alfonso cursed inwardly, frustrated that despite his opponent wielding a kitchen utensil , he was being pushed back like a bitch.

He started to wonder whether the steak knife was actually a disguised super advanced weapon.