The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 211

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Chapter 211: Chapter 211 : Survival of the fittest (3)

The light dissolved, and Alex’s body reformed in silence.

No battlefield. No corpses. No screaming.

Instead, he stood in a vast, dimly lit chamber. The walls shimmered faintly, etched with runes that pulsed like a heartbeat.

A single table of black stone stretched across the middle, and on the far end sat Raon Levin.

The wolf in his blazer and glasses lounged casually, adjusting his spectacles with one clawed hand as if he’d been waiting for Alex all along.

Alex’s steps echoed as he walked forward, his mind sharp and alert even though the trial was already cleared.

Raon finally looked up, his golden eyes glinting.

"Wow... fascinating. Very fascinating. Humans really are such interesting creatures."

Alex smirked. "Believe it or not, looks like wolves are getting interesting too — considering the one sitting in front of me looks like a corporate worker. No offense, really."

Raon laughed, a deep, amused chuckle that reverberated across the chamber. "None taken, boy."

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Raon leaned back, tapping his claw against the table.

"Believe it or not, when the trial began, I thought you’d die a miserable death. But you’ve exceeded my expectations. You killed more than a hundred thousand people in this trial alone. The gods must have gone insane watching that performance."

Alex waved a hand. "Yeah, yeah. Enough about that. I’ve got questions, Mr. Raon."

The wolf tilted his head, folding his hands neatly before him. For a long moment, he simply stared at Alex with an unnervingly calm gaze.

"Well," Raon finally said, "since you’ve shown me something this interesting, I’ll answer what I can. Ask away."

Alex’s eyes sharpened. "What the hell is this Tower of Ascension?"

Raon was silent for a moment before replying, voice low and deliberate.

"This tower... is the legacy of gods long forgotten by time and reality. Long before the ones you know — those petty fools who laugh and gamble on your suffering — there were older beings. Ancient. Terrifying. They shaped realities, sculpted the very laws you live under. They were called the Older Gods."

Alex’s breath hitched.

’Older Gods... again. This isn’t the first time I’ve heard that term. Just what the hell are they?’

His voice hardened. "Are the Elder Gods dead? Or trapped somewhere?"

Raon chuckled, low and cynical. "Dead? Perhaps. Trapped? Likely. Forgotten? Never. This tower is their proof of existence. Each floor you climb, each trial you conquer, is a fragment of their legacy. That’s all I can tell you right now."

He adjusted his glasses, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Even I don’t know everything, boy. These are gods we’re talking about. They don’t like mortals prying into their secrets."

Alex frowned. "So... they’re listening to us right now, aren’t they?"

Raon’s lips curled into a half-smile. "That’s the beauty of this place. The moment you clear a trial, you’re brought here — a space where their gaze cannot reach. The room you’re standing in now is proof of that. It blocks their eyes."

Alex glanced around, feeling the weight of the runes and the strange pressure in the air.

’So that’s what this feeling was. A barrier strong enough to cut even gods off from seeing inside.’

Raon’s voice pulled him back. "And because of that, I can tell you things I normally wouldn’t dare whisper."

Alex leaned against the table. "So clearing floors... it’s basically a test of worthiness, right? To see who’s fit."

Raon smiled faintly. "Precisely."

Alex exhaled heavily. "Figures. Another goddamn test."

He looked up again. "So, tell me — are there more people who’ve gone beyond the first floor?"

Raon nodded. "Oh yes. Each of them terrifying in their own right." He smirked. "And I see potential in you, kid. Talent unlike anything I’ve seen before."

Alex gave a dry laugh. "Yeah, I’ve heard that a lot."

Raon adjusted his glasses again, his tone suddenly sharp. "Then heed this. If you meet someone from the upper floors — don’t mess with them. They are in a league of their own. They don’t take kindly to lower-floor climbers looking down on them."

Alex gave a mock salute. "Got it. I’ll remember your advice with all my heart. I’m a peace-loving guy anyway."

Raon’s mouth twitched.

’Why do I get the feeling this brat is more trouble than talent? Well... whatever. If he screws up, he’ll face the consequences himself. That has nothing to do with me.’

Alex leaned back in his chair, folding his arms.

"Tell me, Mr. Raon. How can I leave the tower?"

At that, Raon’s ears perked up. His sharp gaze locked onto Alex as he replied, "I’ll tell you that... but first, how did you even enter the first floor of the tower?"

Alex shrugged. "Well, I was working to clear a high-ranked rift." He tilted his head toward Raon. "You do know what a rift is, right?"

Raon smirked. "I know far more than you, Mr. Lucifer. So continue." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Alex’s mouth twitched at the smug tone, but he went on. "As hardworking as I am, the people under me slack off too much. So naturally, I had to clear the rift alone."