Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"Maybe the corrupteds ate them completely?" one of the soldiers speculated.

"No way," another soldier replied. .

"Corrupteds don't normally do that. They just kill their prey and let the miasma turn the corpse into more of them. That's the reason why they are so troublesome in the first place." He added.

"That was before, right?" the first soldier who suggested that corrupted ate the victim responded. "I mean, we've heard a lot of rumors about this bastards being more aggressive. Maybe they've evolved, or the corruption process has sped up."

Even now, the corrupted existence remained a mystery, so his words resonated deeply with the other soldiers in a bad way/

"Evolved? Please don't say something so terrifying. If these things evolve any further, humanity is doomed," another soldier chimed in, his voice tinged with unease.

Just the thought of it was enough to unsettle him.

"Let's stop arguing and making assumptions," the team leader interrupted.

"Roger"

"Roger"

"Roger"

Respecting the hierarchy, everyone quickly complied.

The group then refocused on the mission at hand, prioritizing their search for any possible survivors.

"Let's head to the control room. That place has reinforced metal, so there might still be survivors there," instructed by the team leader.

Everyone nodded in agreement and followed his lead, their focus sharp as they made their way through the wreckage towards the control room.

However—

"Shit, even the control room got destroyed," the team leader exclaimed, his voice tinged with frustration and disbelief as he lowered his gun.

"Can a zombified corrupted even do this?" asked one of the members, gesturing towards the heavily shredded reinforced metal door .

It was designed to withstand attacks; even a canon wouldn't be able to destroy it easily, much less rip it off.

The anomaly of the door's damage added to the mystery surrounding the situation, leaving the team with more questions than answers.

The leader conducted a thorough inspection of the interior, finding it empty.

His scrutiny then turned to the door, where the damage was evident. It was clear from the torn edges and bent metal that it had been ripped off with sheer brute strength.

"Let's report this to the major immediately. We might be facing something far more powerful than zombified corrupteds," he declared, his voice was serious as he pondered the gravity of their findings

Corrupteds were categorized into various classes, with Zombified Corrupteds comprising the largest group but also ranking as the weakest among them.

With only about double the strength of an average human, it was impossible that they could tear off heavily reinforced metal with such ease.

After reporting in, they began another sweep, meticulously scouring the area for any signs of other powerful beings, such as demons, using advanced detectors.

They even opened the containers and meticulously inspected their contents, but no matter how diligently they searched, they found no trace of any other entities lurking in the vicinity.

In the end, they had no choice but to report their findings back to their highest-ranking officer.

"Major, we did not find anything," reported the scouting team.

"I see. We can't waste any more time here. Load the containers that were still not damaged onto our train. We'll take everything useful," the Major commanded decisively.

The corrupted had no interest in inanimate materials, so most of the containers were untouched, providing a valuable opportunity to salvage whatever resources remained intact.

Moreover, these containers weren't ordinary; they were coated with a special paint designed to slow down the corrupting effects of the miasma.

This unique feature made the containers exceptionally valuable on their own.

CLICK!

The haulers operated the attached crane on their armored train, maneuvering it into position beside the undamaged containers.

Working together, they secured the containers with sturdy chains and hooks, ensuring they would remain stable during transit.

"Slow and Steady "

The crane lifted the containers off the ground, hoisting them high into the air before gently lowering them onto the designated cargo area of their train.

Each container was carefully positioned and secured in place, ready to be transported to safety.

Once the containers were properly attached to their train, they prepared to depart, eager to leave behind the scene of death destruction and continue their journey back to the city.

But before proceeding, they made sure to push the train to the side, preventing it from obstructing the rail tracks.

As the train's hum echoed , it began to accelerate, quickly gaining speed until the wreckage disappeared from view almost instantly because of the miasma .

'Good job,' Reign chuckled to himself, reclining in his cocoon, feeling relaxed after devouring all the humans on the train

He was the one responsible for the missing bodies, not the Corrupteds.

Realizing that the train wont survived, he decided to leave the container and began killing everyone in sight.

Rather than allowing them to die a dog's death and without purpose,he believed it was more beneficial for them to become his EXP.

As payment, he ensured their deaths were quick and painless, a gesture he thought was sufficient to demonstrate his mercy.

Not only that, but he also indirectly helped the humans. The reason they were able to kill the remaining Corrupteds pretty easily was because Reign had already taken down more than 75% of the horde before the humans even arrived.

Regardless, it didn't change the fact that he killed everyone. People might judge him as evil for not saving everyone, despite having the power to do so.

But as a monster, he never cared in the first place.

Besides, in a way, he resembled the Corrupteds more than humans in terms of appearance , which was somewhat ironic.

'Now I just need to wait until I reach the city,' he chuckled to himself, enjoying the life of a hitchhiker.

He began thinking of his next plan , after reaching the city he would pretend to be a human first , before doing something bold.

While confronting the military officer who was in command of the train, he learned that Summit City wasn't the only Tier 4 city under attack.

Because of this, security in all Tier 4 cities had nearly quadrupled, with Tier 3 and Tier 2 cities dispatching and donating more advanced machinery and combatants to handle the sudden influx of Corrupted related attacks.

This made his future plans more troublesome.

With everyone on high alert and preparing against an invasion, he wouldn't have the element of surprise.

Instead, they would anticipate his arrival, greeting him with a barrage of explosions and bullets.

The moment he attacked, everyone would lock and unload everything on him.

Moreover, backup would arrive quickly and isolate the area immediately.

'These Corrupteds are messing up my plans,' he sneered in annoyance.

If it weren't for them suddenly going full commando, Reign could have destroyed 2 or 3 more cities before the government took serious action.

But now he no longer had that leverage.

'Calm down, I need to think of another way,' he pondered, his mind racing to formulate a new plan that would allow him to kill a lot of humans without putting a target on his head.

'Wait... I could use that skill!' he exclaimed, a spark igniting his motivation as he finally figured out what to do.