Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

While the meeting between the leaders continued in the safety of Central City, the true weight of the conflict rested on the shoulders of those chosen to carry out the first strike.

Metto, Caurus, Venzo, and Remu stood atop a desolate, rocky mountain that overlooked the Hell Army's sprawling encampment.

Though they were physically present, they were simultaneously shielded from detection, thanks to Metto's ability. His power connected their senses to the battlefield without revealing their true location, keeping them hidden from the three Devil Generals who were positioned at the heart of the enemy forces.

The camp stretched across the molten land below, a vast expanse filled with black tents and strong, intimidating creatures.

Even the weakest of them was on par with a High-Rank Demon, showing just how formidable this army was.

The air was filled with tension as the team stood in silence, each lost in their thoughts about the danger ahead. Despite their strength, everyone was aware that this could be the most dangerous mission they'd ever undertaken.

The Hell Army was vast, its generals powerful, and the stakes were higher than ever.

But they were all confident in the plan they had developed.

They would strike fast—launching a powerful AOE attack to dismantle the Hell Army's formation, crippling them with a single blow, and then retreating before the enemy general's could retaliate.

The key was speed and precision. They had one shot, and they needed to make it count.

Metto turned to Remu. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," Remu answered without hesitation.
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With no more words needed, the team entered a spatial void—a pocket dimension. This space had no fixed boundaries. It was a blank expanse of white, its walls stretching endlessly into the distance, seemingly infinite.

It was here they would prepare, where they could charge their power away from the prying eyes of their enemies.

In this place, they could concentrate their power without fear of interference, ensuring that when they unleashed their attack, it would be at its full potential.

Venzo scanned the area, his eyes narrowing as he took in the blank white walls around them.

"You've really outdone yourself, Metto. This place feels like it could handle my strongest attack."

Metto gave a slight nod, "It can handle all of your attacks. No need to hold back."

"Good. Let's do this!" Venzo chuckled, his usual laid back attitude taking over.

He glanced at Remu, who stood still, her face focused and calm.

Her role in this plan was the most important—she would be the one to absorb their combined powers and channel them.

Remu adjusted her stance, her body beginning to morphed.

A soft glow radiated from her form, and soon, she began to shimmer and expand into a massive sphere of glowing slime.

But she wasn't done yet.

Next, she divided into four balls, with the largest one at the center, where her core resided.

This form was her strongest, but also the most vulnerable. Her core was exposed, and if anyone decided to strike now, she would instantly die.

"I'm ready! Give me everything you've got!" she declared.

"You better take it all in," Venzo chuckled, his words carrying an unintended, lewd phrasing.

Before anyone could call him out, Venzo's aura flared to life, crackling like an electrical storm as power surged through his body.

His fifth eye, which had been closed until now, slowly opened on his forehead, glowing a deep red. The air around him trembled with the force of his power, warping the space around him.

His eyes began to bleed, but Venzo didn't stop. Instead, he focused even more on his attack, knowing he had all the time he needed.

This was why this pocket space was so important—it allowed them to prepare without the risk of being discovered.

If they tried to do this in front of the enemy, they would be spotted immediately and cut off before they could even charge up.

Caurus followed, his massive muscles growing larger while the ground trembled beneath him. Dark orange energy surrounded him, roaring like a fierce fire.

"ARGHHHH!" With a loud shout, he raised his giant axe, its blade glowing with his power.

The weapon shook in his hands as the force of his energy filled the air. His attack was coming—an earth-shaking blow that could cleave a city in half.

Metto, as usual, remained calm, even as the others showed their flashy skills.

His abilities were less showy, but they were just as deadly. He raised his hand, and a small, perfectly square translucent cube appeared above it.

It seemed simple—almost harmless—but its presence commanded respect.

This tiny object held power beyond measure, a force capable of leveling entire cities. Even the most powerful demons, including Draven himself, would never underestimate what it could do.

There was a reason Metto had been chosen for to lead this mission. Among the other Demon Gods, he was the only one who could stand up to Draven's base form in a fight.

In the entire world, only five demons could be considered deadlier than him, and none of them were present now.

Remu prepared herself mentally. She was about to absorb the full force of their attacks.

It wasn't going to be easy. Even with her overpowered absorption abilities, taking on attacks from three Demon Gods was no simple feat.

The act alone was like detonating a nuclear bomb inside a pool. And now, she was trying to confine three of them at once inside her.

Caurus was the first to act.

He swung his massive axe with all his might, the weapon cutting through the air with a force that made the very ground tremble beneath them.

"Take this!" he roared, his voice booming as the attack rocketed toward Remu.

BOOOOM!

The energy from Caurus's strike hit Remu's first ball with such force that it nearly tore through her.

For a brief moment, she felt like she was about to break apart under the intensity of the attack.

But she held firm. The first ball of slime began to shift in color, turning a deep brown, signaling that Caurus's energy had been absorbed and safely contained.

Next, Venzo moved. His eyes were glowing with a deep, ominous red as he unleashed a dark red beam of light.

It sliced through the air like a lightning bolt, striking the second ball of slime with explosive force.

Remu's surface rippled, her body quivering under the strain.

The pressure was immense, but she focused all her energy on containing it, until the second ball turned dark red.

Finally, Metto's turn came. With a casual flick of his wrist, he released his attack.

It was a subtle motion, but the energy behind it hit Remu way harder.

The pressure from his strike was unlike anything she had faced. It was sharp, relentless, and unyielding. Her form shook violently, the force threatening to tear her apart.

But she stood strong. She had prepared for this.

The energy was absorbed, and the third ball began to form, glowing a bright, pure white.

Remu, now at the center of it all, held the destructive power of three Demon Gods combined.

With her own energy added to it, this attack had the destructive force of dozens of nuclear warheads.

Now, it was no exaggeration to say they were currently the strongest demon team.

"Open the portal," she ordered, her voice steady and commanding.

Without hesitation, Metto snapped his fingers, and the sky above the Hell Army cracked open like shattered glass.

The sound echoed across the land, drawing the attention of everyone below.

But before they could react, a massive explosion erupted, obliterating everything in its path.

BOOOOOM!

The shockwave was so powerful it wiped out the entire area, leaving nothing behind but devastation.

It didn't end there. The ground trembled violently, and the blast's force was so immense that even cities hundreds of miles away felt the seismic shock.

Buildings shook, and the earth groaned under the weight of the attack. It felt as though the very planet itself had been struck by a force of nature beyond anything imaginable.

When the light finally subsided, the four who had been watching were taken aback.

The Hell Army was unharmed.

A massive black barrier had shielded them from the explosion, and the only thing destroyed was the land outside it.

Seeing that their attack had failed, Metto snapped his fingers again. He had already use teleportation moments before, but someone had interfered with it.

Just as he was about to try for the 3rd time, he sensed a shift in space.

"Run!" Metto shouted, using his power to push the other demons away just as a semi-translucent black hand appeared out of nowhere and crushed his body into pulp.

BURST!

"Metto!" Venzo roared in anger, but there was no time for concern as the same black hand reappeared above him.

"Don't underestimate me!" he shouted, firing a beam of dark red light. But the hand swatted it away and slapped him with such force that he turned into a pool of blood midair.

Caurus and Remu, witnessing the bloody scene, flew away, realizing this was not a fight—it was a one-sided massacre.

Strongest Demon Team? What a joked.

They were treated like insects.