Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"Summon all the Archangels. I want them here, now!"

Reign's command echoed. His voice cut through the air like a blade, demanding immediate action.

The Archangels who were forced to bow down to him looked at each other reluctantly, knowing that they had no choice but to obey.

Gabriel, still kneeling, felt the oppressive divine energy rolling off Reign's body.

They were no strangers to power, but this... this was different.

Reluctantly, Gabriel rose to represent all his siblings. "Y-yes, Messiah. I will summon the others immediately."

Reign nodded. "Don't waste any more of my time."

Gabriel understood the meaning behind the command.

He transformed into a brilliant burst of light, his form dissipating as he sped off to summon the others.

Within minutes, the remaining Archangels gathered in the hall, each kneeling, fully aware of Gabriel's warning not to provoke the Messiah.

Though some of them still dared to glance up, attempting to scrutinize him.

He responded with a silent but overwhelming pressure.

The Archangels, who had dared to look up, now found themselves unable to move, their gazes dropping involuntarily to the floor.

When he had enough fun, he finally allowed them to breathe.

There were far more of them than he expected.

Reign scanned the group, already knowing two of them had crossed paths with him in the human world.

He didn't care about them anymore. They had suffered enough loses from him.

They were also the angels with whom Ra had previously been intimate, although they no longer recognized him.

Moreover, he was not in the mood to pursue any other woman at the moment, as his encounter with Michaela had left him utterly captivated.

In his eyes, she was the only one worthy to be fuck by him.

As they bowed their heads, Reign tapped the armrest of his throne in contemplation.

"We'll head straight for Lilith and Lucifer. We strike fast and without delay. For that, I need all of you to lead the front lines, so I can conserve as much energy as possible to take down those two myself."

They exchanged skeptical glances, unsure of what to make of the plan.

Gabriel stepped forward.

"Are you sure that's wise? Lilith and Lucifer are powerful enemies. Taking them on directly could be... risky. And they're not the only ones we need to worry about. They have devils with power equal to ours....some even stronger."

Reign scoffed. "If they're as strong as you, then I'm not worried. None of you have impressed me so far."

The Archangels' faces fell, their expressions a mix of shock, anger, and humiliation.

"That's too much..." one of the new Archangels expressed his displeasure.

"I dare to say it because I am the strongest," Reign sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I have transcended your limitations, surpassed your weaknesses."

The new Archangel wanted to say more, but Gabriel stopped him, knowing full well that anyone who dared question the Messiah would meet a bad ending.

In addition, though Reign's personality was twisted, there was no denying that his divine power surpassed everyone else's.

He was probably the only one who could confidently take on both Lilith and Lucifer at the same time.

"Messiah, may I ask what your plan is?" Gabriel quickly changed the subject.

"There's no plan. We just fly straight to where the concentration of evil energy is the highest,"

His words left them confused and worried.

"But isn't that suicidal? It will only increase our casualties," one of the Archangels argued.

Reign shrugged, his expression showing no hint of empathy.

"Casualties are normal in a war" he said. "What matters is the outcome. And I will ensure that we emerge victorious, no matter the cost."

They exchanged glances, unsure of what to make of it

"But Messiah, surely there must be a better way," Gabriel tried to reason with him.

Reign's gaze turned cold, his eyes glinting with impatience.

"There is no better way. It's the only option to ensure that evil is eradicated once and for all."

His words only made the angels more and more opposed to the idea.

Reign's eyes gleamed with amusement.

He already expected that they would be hesitant to follow his plan, and he intentionally designed it to be dangerous.

But why would he do such a thing? The answer was simple: because he could.

Watching them die a meaningless death would be a bonus, a twisted form of entertainment for him.

He would really enjoy seeing the looks on their faces as they realized their fate was sealed, and that they were nothing more than pawns in his game of power.

"Are you really debating this?" Reign's voice grew more impatient.

"You have two options: die with dignity, fighting for Heaven's survival, or wait for those two devils to come knocking on your doors. And when that happens, I'll leave you all to die, alone, in your failure."

They were all speechless. They knew that he was right.

Gabriel spoke up, turning to his sisters and brothers.

"Let's follow his orders. He's our best chance at winning this war."

Reign laughed. "Finally, someone with a brain."

They didn't like his comment, but they prepared, nonetheless because of Gabriel's assurance.

Each Archangel retreated to their respective fortresses, and in unison, they began to move along with the Angel's army.

The sudden shift in tactics confused the devils at first, but they quickly adapted, launching a relentless bombardment in response.

At the same time, the difference in the environment took its toll.

The barriers of the fortresses didn't work as effectively, as they were cut off from the divine energy of Heaven.

Now, they had to be manually supplied, weakening their defenses.

This was one of the main reasons they had been hesitant to fight the devils within the dark cloud.

But Reign didn't mind at all. He simply sat on the balcony of one of the towers, watching everything unfold.

'Now, this is what I call war,' he mutterd to himself, barely managing to hide the sadistic smirk creeping across his face.