Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Author's Note: I made a mistake. It's Razer, not Flazer. Flazer is Quill's family name.

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"We don't wish to engage in a fight if we can help it. We just want to speak. Can you tell us how to return to our world?" Will Razer interjected.

Unlike the other arrogant hunter, he seemed more reasonable and logical in his approach.

Still, a touch of arrogance colored his voice, a confidence forged from years of respect from his peers. It was a habit that was difficult to hide.

Reign didn't appreciate that tone.

"You humans are misunderstanding something—you're in no position to bargain with me."

"It's either I kill one, or I kill all of you," he warned.

Never one to back down, Will Razer shook his head.

He was the leader of the group and the strongest, so showing weakness was not an option.

In addition, they had all experienced with fighting powerful demons, and he himself had fought a Peak Demon Lord with a team, so they were not easily intimidated.

Should it come to a direct confrontation, they would fight back and use their teamwork to win.

"Do you really intend to gamble all your lives against me?" Reign asked.

"We may not know your strength, but we aren't weak either. And we can still resolve this through conversation. We just want to return home." Will responded.

"That's nonsense," Reign retorted. He saw that their eyes showed no hint of fear, indicating that his plan wasn't working.

"There are five of us and only one of you. " the arrogant hunter, who had been Reign's biggest supporter in escalating this matter, interjected again.

He must have misinterpreted Will's message, and now he was behaving more confidently.

"Only one of me?" Reign shook his head and let out a light chuckle.

It was ironic that they thought they could intimidate him with numbers. Explore stories at empire

"Multiply!" he roared.

In an instant, a dark aura surged around him, twisting and swirling like a storm gathering strength.

Mist-like figures began to form, flickering in and out of existence.

The hunters' eyes narrowed, taking in the unfolding scene before them.

What started as one armored beast soon exploded into dozens, all wearing the same bored monkey mask and plated armor.

They did not budge, standing motionless like statues, their right hands poised firmly on their staffs.

"Surprised? I'm not done yet!" Reign declared, a mischievous grin sneaking out from beneath his mask.

As soon as the words left his mouth, one of the clones twitched. Its shape flickered for a moment, like a reflection on rippling water.

Then, with a smooth, almost creepy motion, the clone split into two.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Each new figure was an exact copy of the other. This kept happening over and over—one clone turning into two, then four, multiplying again and again.

The sheer number of clones shocked even the hunters, especially since they could not read their enemy at all.

Normally, they could sense someone's power through their aura, but with Reign, it was impossible. His 'System Cloaking' skill hid it completely.

"Keep your focus!" Will called out, striving to motivate his companions. In a battle like this, fear would put them at a disadvantage the moment it gripped their hearts.

"Stay focused? Let's see how you handle this!" Reign mocked, raising his staff high into the air.

His dark aura erupted again, and the clones multiplied faster, flooding the clearing until at least 1000 identical figures surrounded them.

One thousand Reigns was no laughing matter, and there was no sign of stopping anytime soon.

They might have believed they could handle 1000, but as the numbers climbed higher, doubts crept in.

Soon, over two thousands clones stood menacingly.

"Wait… is this even possible?" one of the hunters muttered.

"What the hell… is this monster just going to keep going?" another hunter groaned, his confidence dissolving a bit.

They were so overwhelmed that they started to wonder if Reign was capable of creating an endless army.

"This is getting ridiculous," she muttered, frustration creeping into her voice. "I told you not to pick a fight with someone we barely know."

If they hadn't jumped in, she could've at least explained their side of the story and maybe built a cooperative relationship.

But it was too late for that now. With Reign determined to kill them, they had no choice but to fight.

They couldn't just stand by and let him kill them for having intruded in this place.

The numbers finally reached an astonishing 10,000 clones.

The clearing now resembled a black pool, filled with waves of clones.

It was like seeing an actual army.

But little did they know, the clones were merely visual effects—objects without any real substance.

In reality, Reign had no way to control them all simultaneously, so they stood there like statues, hollow inside and effectively useless in a fight.

But at least he got a reaction from them.

'It actually worked,' he thought to himself, feeling quite pleased.

This was all part of his strategy to create a psychological advantage.

But what about his energy consumption?

Well, while the clones quantity looked exaggerated, they didn't require much energy to create. With all his core dedicated to divine energy, he could make 100,000 of them and still have energy to spare.

But how did he do it?

It was all thanks to his newly acquired ability called Divine Creation.

This skill enabled him to convert divine energy into nearly anything, but for now, his control was limited to his complete set of armor.

He was supposed to gain this ability after reaching Demon King Level with his second body.

Luckily, due to the existence of the system, he obtained it much earlier. It proved to be a very useful skill for creating distractions or intimidating enemies.

"I'm giving you a choice again: I can either kill one of you or take all your lives. Choose wisely. This is the final time I'll grant humans this chance; the next will be the end for all of you."