[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra":3,"chapter-awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-chapter-474":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Awakening: Reincarnating With the SSS-Level Extraction Talent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1140110,1479,"Chapter 474 474: The Chosen Round's Battles","awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-chapter-474",474,"\u003Cp>[The two \"Chosen Ones\" labeled with the number 2 may now enter the arena and begin their match.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice echoed once more across the grand arena, silencing the crowds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aftermath of the first match still lingered, Asmon's humiliating defeat at the hands of the Lich had changed the tone of the tournament entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one battle had made it clear, this was not some grand performance or trial match for fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was war under divine supervision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those who failed would pay the ultimate price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the weight of that brutal opening match still fresh in everyone's minds, the second round began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two new figures slowly stepped forward into the arena's center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the left was Nocturne, the Chosen One of Darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His appearance was striking in an understated, cold way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulder-length white hair swayed gently with every step, contrasting sharply against the pitch-black robe that concealed the rest of his frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes, deeper than shadow, held a kind of calm stillness, as though even death itself couldn't rattle him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked not like a warrior, but like someone walking into inevitability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the right was his opponent, Reinhardt, the Chosen One of Swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence couldn't have been more different. He radiated life, fire, and strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With hair that blazed like open flames and a sharp gaze filled with conviction, Reinhardt already had a shimmering sword summoned and ready in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His armor looked more like a specialized fighting suit than heavy plate, light, flexible, and tailored perfectly to his build.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried himself with the poise of a veteran, someone confident in his craft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're already armed?\" Nocturne asked quietly, raising a single brow as the wind whispered past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reinhardt's lips curled into a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I could summon my sword from my chamber if I wanted, guess the gods are letting me keep it close.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That simple exchange was light on the surface, but the implications weren't lost on everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex, watching silently from the chambers, narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He can summon swords even outside of battle?' he thought, expression sharpening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a detail worth remembering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Asmon, who had walked into his fight with arrogance and concealment, both Nocturne and Reinhardt had clearly learned from his mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't underestimate each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them understood what was at stake and approached this battle with full awareness of the danger involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so, they were cautious, refraining from showing their true hand unless necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet… something about Nocturne made Alex feel uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just the atmosphere around him or his unnatural calm, it was the sword in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex recognized it immediately, the [Sword of Darkness].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very same blade that had taken his life in a past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold chill traced his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto it with grim focus, noticing how the sword seemed to consume light itself, as though absorbing the radiance around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its dark presence wasn't just for show, it was devouring the world around it, slowly but deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was more to that sword than what Nocturne was showing. That much was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even more curiously, it was the only weapon he was using.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No skills, no other spells or powers, just that blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reinhardt, on the other hand, displayed everything you'd expect from a master of his title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp gesture, he summoned hundreds of swords from thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They floated in perfect formation around him, long swords, curved sabers, glowing rapiers, heavy greatswords, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each sword pulsed with its own unique energy, suggesting different properties and purposes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire, lightning, poison, weight, Alex could barely keep track of all the possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a majestic and terrifying sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reinhardt switched between them with flawless precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moment, he was wielding a fiery blade, then a heavy broadsword, then a slender dagger, each movement as fluid as a dancer's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like victory might already be sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nocturne barely moved, parrying and dodging with the bare minimum of effort while Reinhardt brought down wave after wave of attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet… Nocturne didn't stumble, didn't falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just when it seemed Reinhardt had the upper hand, his ultimate sword ready to strike the final blow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nocturne's voice cut through the air like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The darkness now responds to me,\" he said softly, though his eyes burned with sudden intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled. A pressure burst outward from his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once still air exploded into movement, as if the shadows themselves had heard his call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black tendrils shot out from the arena floor, dozens of long, ethereal hands made from pure darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They emerged without warning, reaching for Reinhardt, blinding him, disrupting his field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reacted instantly, firing a swarm of floating swords into the darkness, cutting down several of the tendrils, but not all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them gripped his ankle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reinhardt's eyes widened as he raised his sword again, attempting to break free. But it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nocturne appeared before him like a phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One clean stroke, no hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Sword of Darkness] pierced Reinhardt's throat with surgical precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed across the stone, and silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foolish,\" Nocturne murmured, not with arrogance, but indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the sword free and let it vanish in wisps of darkness, the tendrils melting back into the floor like they had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Nocturne, Chosen One of Darkness, has won.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reinhardt has died, meaning he betrayed the God of Swords' trust. The two shall be erased.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two columns of light slammed down, engulfing Reinhardt's remains, and the distant, silent figure of the God of Swords as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within seconds, they were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight had lasted barely over two minutes. And just like that, it was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd, while shocked, had already begun to expect this rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each match ended decisively, and violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The Chosen Ones labeled number 3 may now enter the arena.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Eira, Chosen One of Fate] versus [Revenhart, Chosen One of Nightmares]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fight was different from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira had a calm yet focused demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden robes glowed faintly with threads of fate, and strange symbols hovered behind her in quiet orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was clearly tense, but not unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenhart, in contrast, was cloaked in darkness, his assassin-like outfit shrouding his form, a long plague doctor mask hiding his face entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said nothing. He didn't need to. The moment the fight began, he moved like a blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira summoned threads of fate, trying to predict and avoid attacks, but Revenhart didn't give her the chance to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He conjured [Nightmare Spears], not thrown in ones or twos, but in showers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fell like black rain, stabbing into the ground, walls, and anything that stood in his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira dodged desperately, countering with radiant strikes of her own, but they were not enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Revenhart deflected one of her attacks, caught a nightmare spear embedded in the ground, and hurled it straight into her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gah—!\" she gasped, looking down at the wound, her voice trembling, \"B-But… I can see fate… I should've been able to…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another spear pierced her skull before she could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Revenhart, Chosen One of Nightmares, has won.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Eira has died, meaning she betrayed the Goddess of Fate. The two shall be erased.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM. BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two beams of judgment. Two more gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenhart quietly walked to the seats beside his god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face never revealed, his power still not fully shown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his spears, his aura, and his precision had done the work. That was all he needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex made mental notes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenhart's powers weren't what they seemed, he hadn't summoned true \"nightmares\" at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd fought with basic projections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant, if Alex ever had to fight him, it would be far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Chosen Ones with number 4, please advance.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talia, Chosen One of Elements] versus [Seren, Primordial Chosen One]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seren was the only one with such a strange title as she was the Chosen One of the [Primordial Goddess], one of the top five gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seren had long blond hair, glowing gold eyes, and wore a black and gold bodysuit with a crimson cloak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had scars across her face, arms, and thighs, and wore a black pirate eyepatch over her left eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her presence was cold and dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, Talia seemed slightly nervous, though she didn't shy away from battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clapped her hands together, and ten spirits began to orbit around her, they were \"elements\" she would use in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In comparison to all the other, Talia realized that she probably wouldn't win without using everything she had, especially against this opponent, so she instead decided to use everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of the ten spirits was linked to one of the elements she could, creating a symphony of chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... even then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes passed before Talia was overwhelmed by Seren, and her neck was snapped by her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Alex had a hard time understanding what just happened as Seren... well... she didn't use any skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing surrounding her was her aura, but other than that, no weapon or anything of the sort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Seren, Primordial Chosen One, has won.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talia has died, meaning she betrayed the God of Elements. The two shall be erased.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM. BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More beams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now… only one battle remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex stood alone in his waiting chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the announcement came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The final fight will now start.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Chosen Ones with number 5 may now move inside the arena.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a breath. It was time.\u003C\u002Fp>",1608,"2026-06-03T12:12:47.112Z","2026-06-03T12:12:55.154Z",1,"novelbin.me","b94b498b68a1d890e97316c8b27b2467c8319dd3f972e6629bf7e8a88bb6e31d","awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-chapter-475","awakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-chapter-473",516,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fawakening-reincarnating-with-the-sss-level-extra-cover.jpg"]