Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

"Who was that?" Atlan asked the person near him.

"That's Obek, from the Orioness family. He's the one who organized this whole party. This Pocket Dimension is usually only reserved for family members, but he made an exception for this party."

Atlan was right. He didn't know who that guy was. So why is he so mad at me? he pondered.

He shrugged and let the matter fall to the back of his mind.

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Meanwhile, Obek sulked on the corner of his own mansion. He couldn't believe the shame and embarrassment he suffered because of that porter. And everyone still liked Atlan instead of him!

Is everyone still high from the Venunum? Otherwise, they wouldn't think a porter was more important than a normal Savior, right?

However, no matter how much he tried to tell everyone the truth, they still clung to the idea that porters were unsung heroes who deserved all the praise and attention that they were getting.

But how can I show them that porters are useless?

Just then, he suddenly heard the portal shimmer from behind the main entrance of the door.

Ah! Did they finally come?!

And just as he hoped, the door opened and nine new people came inside the party. As soon as they stepped foot in the Remedium, it felt as if the air changed. They brought with them the air and bravado of champions–of geniuses with no equal.

Everyone looked at the newcomers with curiosity in their eyes. It was quickly apparent to Atlan that these were not local people. Just from their attire and their strangely chiseled faces alone, Atlan already painted them as foreigners from another land.

These people all wore long white tunics fastened at the shoulder and a green sash over their shoulders signaling their specialty as a Vanguard.

Obek quickly got off his feet and greeted the newcomers.

"Welcome, welcome, to my humble abode! I know it's not like the Parthenons back in Olympus, but I hope you guys make yourselves comfortable."

Once they heard Obek's greeting, the rest of the party whispered amongst themselves.

"Olympus? Does he mean the Olympus Mountain Ranges? Is he talking about the biggest Metropolis in the entire world?!"

"No way! I can't believe they came all the way here."

Olympus? What's that?

His question was soon answered as Obek immediately faced the crowd and introduced his guests.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, as you all have guessed, these wonderful people here are from the great mountain ranges of Olympus!

If you don't know what that is, then you must be living under a rock. Worry not, I will tell you.

Olympus is a God's Territory ruled by the Almighty Zeus and has several other subgods under his territory. All the citizens of this territory have been given the grace of multiple gods! Mutations galore!

And these people are not just anybody. They're one of the top geniuses as well! They visited Genesis City to socialize and exchange pointers with some of us.

If you want to see what a true genius looks like, then you don't need to look further than these nine people right here."

Of course, he didn't forget to take a dig at Atlan, implying that he wasn't a true genius like these foreigners. Even though it wasn't patriotic, Obek would rather take the side of a foreigner than a lowly porter.

"And most of all, I welcome the venerable S class genius in the 4th stage Student realm blessed by Zeus himself, Razer Wrekton!"

A man with a blocky face and a double chin walked forward and shook hands with Obek. "Pleasure to be here, my friend. I hope you welcome me and my brethren here in your abode. We aim to become stronger by learning more about the world. This is the 5th City we've visited and I think that you guys could put up a challenge against us. I hope we can exchange pointers."

Obek maintained a straight face, but on the inside, his hands were getting crushed from Razer's handshake. He forgot. Razer was infamous for being a man who did not hold back his strength no matter the opponent he faced.

"Haha! It's my pleasure!" Obek quickly pulled away his hand before he broke his bone. I still need him to humiliate that porter and teach him what a real genius looks like!

"There's been a lot of talk here about talent and whatnot, but I think it's better if you show them what real power looks like, Razer!"

The double-chinned man laughed. "I'm a bit embarrassed when you put me on the spot, but I will oblige only to introduce myself properly to the party."

Razer then raised his hand and closed his eyes. All of a sudden, the girls saw a few strands of their hair stand up as if a thunderstorm was about to strike.  And if they listened carefully, they could hear the air sizzle.

BBBZZZTTTT!

Lightning enveloped his right arm until it turned into a giant halberd!

The air cracked and rumbled as the lightning halberd roared at everyone watching Razer.

"This is one of the blessings bestowed upon me by my God–a mutation called Righteous Halberd of the Skies!"

Atlan was surprised. That's a mutation? I thought mutations just change body parts to look like other species, but they can also become weapons?

The people at the party finally understood the majesty and genius that was Razer Wrekton.

"That's so powerful…his mutation is already as strong as some LifeSkills!"

"He practically has two LifeSkills under his belt! That's unfair!"

Obek was overjoyed to see that everyone finally realized the difference between a fraud genius like Atlan and a real prodigy of the heavens like Razer. And the best part about it was that that wasn't Razer's only mutation!

"If you think that's impressive, then you should wait until Razer shows you his next mutation!"

Even though Razer had no intention of showing his second mutation to others, Obek's words sent out a curious frenzy among everyone around him. As a visitor from another land, he simply couldn't refuse the request.

"If you insist, then I hope that you all brace yourselves."

Razer took a big breath and simply opened his mouth and silently mouthed a few words.

It wasn't until a second later that everyone heard a resounding voice echoing through their skulls.

Submit

That word sunk into their brain and occupied their every thought. Try as they might, everyone felt their bodies defying their instinct. Soon, they felt their heads fill with pressure, making them feel the worst headaches of their lives.

"See?! That's the power of a tongue mutation! Word of the All-Father!"

Almost everyone held their heads in pain.

[Unauthorized domination detected]

[Word of the All-Father denied]

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"Now that's a real genius! How does it feel being oppressed?"