The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Alex vs Alicia (2)

The dueling platform was quiet.

Too quiet.

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.

Not from fear.

From strain.

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.

He reached deeper.

"Astral Void Rend..."

[System Alert: High-tier technique detected.]

[Warning: Current physical condition is not optimal.]

[Proceeding may cause permanent muscle damage or internal strain.]

[Use is not recommended at this time.]

System notifications blared like sirens inside his mind, flooding his vision. But Alex didn’t even blink.

His gaze was locked on Alicia.

And as he invoked the fifth form of his sword art, his body screamed in protest. Muscles tore. Bones creaked and cracked.

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.

Still... he did not stop.

[Warning: You are exceeding your current tolerance threshold.]

[Unyielding Will activated.]

[Will: A-Rank is in effect. Pain suppressed temporarily.]

Alicia’s smile faded the instant she felt the change in the air.

Her instincts roared.

"STOP! Whatever you’re doing—STOP IT! It’s tearing you apart!"

But Alex didn’t respond.

His lips parted—and with the rasp of a dying breath, he spoke:

"Fifth Form... Dimensional Sever."

Alex’s voice cut through the arena, low and resolute.

And then—

The world shifted.

The air in front of him didn’t explode with energy—it bent.

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.

They weren’t part of any known magical language. They were something older—something that didn’t belong in this reality.

And then, the audience saw it:

Space itself distorted.

Not shattered. Not broken.

Twisted.

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.

Instead, it folded reality.

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.

This wasn’t a physical attack—it was a spatial incision.

Across from him, Alicia’s breath caught.

It was beautiful. Terrifying. Divine.

Alicia’s heart jumped.

There was no more room for holding back.

She could feel it coming—not because she saw it, but because the very world around her warped under its effect.

Her instincts screamed. She moved in a flash.

"Sovereign Blade – Seventh Form: Regal Reversal!"

The seventh form’s specialty was to absorb and redirect overwhelming attacks back at the attacker—no matter the scale.

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.

She didn’t hesitate.

As the invisible spatial slash reached her, she stepped forward and met it with precision, channeling her sword art to absorb the incoming energy.

Her aura flared brilliantly.

The slash was caught—not fully blocked, but captured like lightning in a bottle.

Then she twisted her body, redirecting the stored force into her own counterattack.

She struck.

A golden arc of rebounded power flew toward Alex—fueled not just by her strength, but by his.

The arena held its breath.

But something went wrong.

Her blade shook violently. The golden energy destabilized.

She’d used this move dozens of times before—it never failed.

And yet—

Her sword’s energy fractured mid-swing.

The crowd didn’t understand it at first.

But Alicia did.

Dimensional Sever wasn’t just an energy-based attack.

It didn’t carry normal force.

It carried a rift—and that rift had been targeted at her.

When she redirected it, she hadn’t reflected a clean attack—she had tried to turn back a tear in space itself.

Reality is rigid. Warp it too far, and it tries to snap you in two.

The rebounded force shattered mid-air.

Alicia’s eyes widened in disbelief.

She had used her family’s sword art’s seventh form—

One of the most potent counters in existence.

And yet—

She was losing.

And out of the collapsing energy, the real danger emerged.

The true slash.

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.

Her eyes widened.

"It’s still coming?!"

In desperation, she cast a high-level defense spell:

"Aegis Bind: Quantum Shell!"

A hexagonal barrier of blue light wrapped around her.

One of the most advanced spells for dealing with fast or complex attacks.

But it was too late.

The void slash passed through it.

Not broke. Not pierced.

Passed through.

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.

And then—

Pain.

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.

Her sword slipped from her fingers.

She hit the ground—hard.

The arena went dead silent.

Dust settled slowly.

Around them, the entire training ground had gone quiet.

The students—first-years, seniors, even Alistar—stood frozen.

Alicia von Crestvale, mid-Master rank, Student Council President...

Was injured.

Badly. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

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