Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World - Chapter 679

Chapter 679: Peak of the World 14
Solmir’s scream tore through the canyon as he strained against the spear’s impossible pull. His bones felt like they were grinding into dust. His organs felt like they were trying to crawl out of his throat. The spear dragged him closer—closer—

And then—

“I WON’T LET YOU KILL ME!”

His body erupted.

Golden aura exploded outward like a newborn sun forcing the universe to make room for it. The space around him shuddered and cracked. A translucent barrier wrapped itself around his form — jagged, radiant, godlike — pulsing as if it were alive.

The gravitational pull halted.

Even the spear hesitated.

Reign’s eyes widened, the first hint of surprise cutting through his calm amusement.

‘Oh?’ he murmured.

Solmir didn’t waste a heartbeat.

His fist drew back, wrapped in a radiant glow thick enough to tear sky from earth.

BOOM!

He punched the spear head-on.

Sound vanished — swallowed by the shockwave that followed a heartbeat later. The canyon’s walls peeled back in layers. Stone shattered like brittle paper. A cyclone of light devoured the battlefield, obscuring everything in blinding gold.

When it cleared—

Solmir stood unscathed, chest heaving, eyes bleeding streams of molten gold. Power leaked from every pore. His muscles twitched with the fury of a sun trying to burst itself into a supernova.

The bronze Spartan staggered, shield lowered… its hand emptied.

Solmir grinned — sharp, wild, hateful.

“Not so invincible now, are you?”

He lunged.

Each punch cracked the air like thunder trapped and weaponized.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

Light splintered off bronze armor, chunks flying. The Spartan braced, blocking, stepping, trying to counter — but Solmir was unrestrained god of destruction given fists and fury.

He hammered the giant backward one brutal step at a time.

BANG!

The Spartan’s shield dented.

BANG!

Its leg buckled.

BANG!

A crater formed beneath its feet as Solmir forced the colossus down to a kneel.

Far behind, Reign stood silent — not interfering, not rushing in. Just watching… fascinated.

‘So this is what it looks like…The true power of a higher god,’ he muse

He let a slow smile curl his lips.

‘This might actually be fun.’

The bronze Spartan’s knee cracked the stone beneath it, dust swirling around its massive feet.

Solmir’s fists didn’t stop— rage turned into a relentless storm. Each strike was faster than the last, a golden blur chopping down a mountain.

But then—

The Spartan’s eyes ignited.

Two slits of white flame burst from its visor like stars burning through metal.

Clank.

Its shield shifted — just a slight angle change…

Solmir’s fist swung in — and suddenly his arm froze mid-air.

“What—?”

The Spartan’s armor lit up with ancient runes, lines of light crawling across its bronze skin.

Reign’s eyes narrowed. ‘A reactionary defense system… No — an adaptive evolution.’

The Spartan absorbed the impacts. Every blow Solmir had delivered imprinted itself as energy into its core — and now, the giant returned it.

BOOOM!

Solmir was launched backwards by a force identical to the strength he had unleashed — multiplied.

He slammed into a cliff, embedding deep into stone.

The Spartan rose.

Its shield reshaped itself, edges sharpening like a massive guillotine. Its armor re-tightened, joints realigning, as if it had learned exactly how to counter Solmir’s speed and power.

A low hum filled the canyon.

The Spartan thrust its palm forward.

A burst of force — invisible, pure, compressed power — exploded outward.

BOOM!

The canyon floor split in a perfect line, racing straight toward Solmir like a divine command of destruction.

For a moment — Solmir didn’t move.

He should’ve been afraid.

He should’ve escaped.

But instead…

He laughed.

Blood dripped from his eyes, tracing glowing streams down his cheeks.

“This power will burn me alive—but before it does, I’ll erase you from existence. Then I’ll take the legacy… and rise beyond all gods!”

His aura surged — wild, unstable.

Reign felt it.

Not just power increasing…

But evolving.

Solmir floated forward, propelled by his own overwhelming presence.

He grinned with fanged madness.

The Spartan braced.

Solmir vanished.

The world held its breath—

BOOM!

A shockwave folded the canyon in on itself, stone shattering upward.

Reign smiled wider, eyes burning with amusement and calculation.

‘His pride… it’s fueling him.’

‘The more he believes he cannot lose—’

‘The stronger he becomes.’

Solmir and the bronze Spartan clashed again and again, their blows shaking the mountain itself. Golden radiance and white star-flame collided in shockwaves that erased anything caught between them.

The Spartan adapted. Every second, its movements refined — faster, sharper, efficient. Runes across its armor blazed so brightly the metal beneath began to glow white-hot.

But Solmir only grew stronger.

Every fist he threw was heavier than the last. Every hit carried the weight of a god’s pride refusing to kneel.

He roared through a punch that cracked the Spartan’s shield.

He elbowed its chest plate and left a warping dent.

He kneed its helm, sending sparks of divine metal spraying into the air like stars being crushed.

Reign watched — the battlefield reflected in his eyes — hands behind his back, smile widening.

The Spartan’s runes flickered.

A warning.

Its core reached its limit.

It tried to brace, to re-analyze the overwhelming force in front of it…

But Solmir wouldn’t let it.

“Fall.”

One word — dripping with command.

Solmir struck the Spartan in the gut — a blow wrapped in the essence of overwhelming power.

The runes burst with light.

Then—

They went out.

The giant’s body locked up, inner mechanisms stuttering as its core overloaded. Energy sparked from its joints, hand twitching once… twice…

And then the bronze titan froze in place.

Steam hissed from the cracks in its armor. Its shield fell from its fingers, smashing into the ground with a defeated thud.

Solmir stood over the unmoving guardian, chest rising and falling. His bleeding eyes dripped golden tears that sizzled when they hit the ground.

He hurriedly entered the chamber the Guardian guarded, clutching the medallions tightly.

They triggered a resonance that allowed him to pass through, and in that split second, Reign entered as well, timing it perfectly.