[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist":3,"chapter-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-85":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550258,2013,"Chapter 85: Alex vs Alicia (2)","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-85",85,"\u003Cp>The dueling platform was quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex stood across from Alicia von Crestvale, the renowned Student Council President of Zenith Academy. Her eyes were calm, her posture poised with lethal precision. But Alex... he was trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened his grip on the blade in his hand. The battle had reached a point where simple techniques weren’t enough. And so, he did the unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Astral Void Rend...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[System Alert: High-tier technique detected.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: Current physical condition is not optimal.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proceeding may cause permanent muscle damage or internal strain.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Use is not recommended at this time.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System notifications blared like sirens inside his mind, flooding his vision. But Alex didn’t even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was locked on Alicia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as he invoked the fifth form of his sword art, his body screamed in protest. Muscles tore. Bones creaked and cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood vessels burst beneath his skin as if his body were collapsing inward. The pain was indescribable—like fire, lightning, and gravity crushing him all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still... he did not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: You are exceeding your current tolerance threshold.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Unyielding Will activated.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Will: A-Rank is in effect. Pain suppressed temporarily.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s smile faded the instant she felt the change in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her instincts roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"STOP! Whatever you’re doing—STOP IT! It’s tearing you apart!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alex didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips parted—and with the rasp of a dying breath, he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifth Form... Dimensional Sever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex’s voice cut through the arena, low and resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air in front of him didn’t explode with energy—it bent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword gleamed with a sinister glow, a mix of deep violet and abyssal black. Strange runes pulsed along the blade, ancient symbols that flickered like they were alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t part of any known magical language. They were something older—something that didn’t belong in this reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the audience saw it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space itself distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not shattered. Not broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space in front of Alex rippled like waves moving through a mirror. The slash he unleashed didn’t fly forward like a beam or wave—it didn’t even move in the traditional sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, it folded reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strike didn’t travel through air. It cut through space, appearing wherever Alex intended it to land, ignoring the normal rules of distance and defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t a physical attack—it was a spatial incision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him, Alicia’s breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was beautiful. Terrifying. Divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s heart jumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no more room for holding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel it coming—not because she saw it, but because the very world around her warped under its effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her instincts screamed. She moved in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sovereign Blade – Seventh Form: Regal Reversal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seventh form’s specialty was to absorb and redirect overwhelming attacks back at the attacker—no matter the scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light burst from her sword as radiant glyphs lit up. A majestic, translucent shield of compressed aura wrapped her weapon, shimmering with mana and power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the invisible spatial slash reached her, she stepped forward and met it with precision, channeling her sword art to absorb the incoming energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her aura flared brilliantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slash was caught—not fully blocked, but captured like lightning in a bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she twisted her body, redirecting the stored force into her own counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden arc of rebounded power flew toward Alex—fueled not just by her strength, but by his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena held its breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something went wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blade shook violently. The golden energy destabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d used this move dozens of times before—it never failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword’s energy fractured mid-swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd didn’t understand it at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alicia did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dimensional Sever wasn’t just an energy-based attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t carry normal force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It carried a rift—and that rift had been targeted at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she redirected it, she hadn’t reflected a clean attack—she had tried to turn back a tear in space itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality is rigid. Warp it too far, and it tries to snap you in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rebounded force shattered mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had used her family’s sword art’s seventh form—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the most potent counters in existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was losing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And out of the collapsing energy, the real danger emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ripple in the air appeared near Alicia—far from where Alex had originally attacked. The dimensional slash had skipped through dimensions, sidestepping even her strongest barrier, and re-emerged behind her like a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s still coming?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In desperation, she cast a high-level defense spell:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aegis Bind: Quantum Shell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hexagonal barrier of blue light wrapped around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the most advanced spells for dealing with fast or complex attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void slash passed through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not broke. Not pierced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passed through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spatial cut ignored the distance between barriers. It slipped between the atoms of her shield, between the molecules of her armor—as if the concept of space no longer applied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burning line slashed across her chest. Her uniform tore. Blood sprayed. Her body was flung backward like a ragdoll, her boots skidding to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword slipped from her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hit the ground—hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena went dead silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust settled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them, the entire training ground had gone quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students—first-years, seniors, even Alistar—stood frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia von Crestvale, mid-Master rank, Student Council President...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Badly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the one who did it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...was a first-year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-what...\" Seraphina whispered, her hand trembling. \"Did he just...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ava’s mouth opened, but no words came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Charlotte, known for her sarcasm, could only stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan stood motionless, his usual confidence drained into awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The goddess was right...\" he thought, eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s not normal at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden looked like his entire worldview had just shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sister—his role model—was bleeding on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was Alex, someone Alden knew wasn’t stronger than him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who did it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Alex wasn’t faring any better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed to his knees, sword still in hand. His entire body was breaking apart from the inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ribs cracked. Muscle tissue shredded. His mana circuits were overstrained, blood pouring from his mouth. His vision blurred, red tinting the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: Internal damage critical.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Pain dampening threshold exceeded.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still... he was smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But pure, mad satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the dust settled, he saw Alicia still standing—barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was shaking, her blade dragging along the ground, her breathing ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slash on her chest was deep, crimson staining her tattered uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked toward him, eyes filled with disbelief and... respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped in front of him, her voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just... what kind of monster are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through the ringing in his ears, Alex heard her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that sentence, that recognition, made something twist in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smirk curved his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He coughed blood and whispered hoarsely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re still standing. That’s not enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, to everyone’s shock, Alex pushed himself up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly. Painfully. As if every nerve in his body were rebelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—standing at full height—his tall figure loomed slightly above Alicia’s. Their faces were inches apart. Close enough to feel each other’s breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gazes locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One mad with resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tense silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Alex spoke softly, a crooked grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Allow me to demonstrate another one. To show you what I’m really capable of.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, though weak, carried an eerie determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s instincts screamed danger. She stepped back instinctively, eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex’s legs shook violently as he struggled to raise his sword once more. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And whispered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Astral Void Rend—Sixth Form.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, system notifications exploded into his vision like flares in the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[System Alert: High-tier technique detected.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: Current physical condition is not optimal.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proceeding may cause permanent muscle damage, nerve collapse, or internal rupture.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Estimated survival rate upon execution: 0.0000001%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mana capacity: 98% depleted]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cardiopulmonary strain: CRITICAL]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Host is NOT READY.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Emergency Protocol: Initiating Forcefull Awakening of Physique...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attempting to break Curse Layer I...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Result: FAILURE. Host vessel too weak and damaged.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Initiating forcefull Awakening of Bloodline Attempt 1 ...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attempting to break Curse Layer I...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Result: FAILURE. Host’s blood cannot withstand the strain.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ALL EMERGENCY TRIGGERS ABORTED.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: FORCED CONTINUATION WILL LEAD TO DEATH.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alex ignored every word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if his mind wasn’t even there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was filled with something twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes glowed faintly—not with rage or darkness—but with something unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia’s expression shifted. Confusion. Shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura surrounding him changed. No longer did shadows coil around him like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—his entire body exuded a soft, radiant white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t fiery. It wasn’t explosive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was calm, ethereal... like reality itself warped gently around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beautiful. Mesmerizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Alicia couldn’t help but take a step back, stunned by what she was witnessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex opened his mouth, drawing his last bit of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Temporal Ec—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHACK.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blur of movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand, swift as lightning, struck the back of Alex’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Alistar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blow was precise—meant to incapacitate, not harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex’s eyes widened slightly before everything went black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he collapsed, barely conscious, he heard a faint voice above him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Useless brat. If you’d finished that technique, you’d be dead right here and now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness swallowed his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air in the arena was still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was too stunned to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex’s glowing body now lay motionless on the ground, the radiant light slowly fading. His sword dropped beside him with a dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runes that entranced it moments ago disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistar stood silently above him, his expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a sigh and a flick of his cloak, he turned toward the audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Winner: Alicia von Crestvale.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how was the Chapter tell me on comments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for the golden tickets\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Goncalo0110, @EvilGumShoes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@DoistP5ZNDv\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really appreciate the support 😊.\u003C\u002Fp>",1683,"2026-06-06T07:14:57.154Z",1,"novelbin.me","c8e1b3550cfb1aa48ba0185b0bc81d16fbf6eedcfe7f0e06c9c86ec7d3ce39b0","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-86","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-84",418,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-cover.jpg"]