The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

Chapter 122: The Mission [2]



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Amon's eyes widened as he felt his facial muscles twitch again.

His breathing quickened as the guards' hands reached out.

Their cold bloody fingers brushed against his cheek as his heart hammered against his chest.

His vision blurred and morphed into white.

His face pulled up into...

A smile.

The control on Amon's body was almost gone before suddenly he stomped his feet on the ground.

Crystals erupted from his feet as they pierced through the faces of the guards, tearing off their smiles.

Control finally returned to his body as he collapsed on the ground.

He panted heavily for breath as his body trembled.

His clothes were drenched in sweat.

He looked up and saw the two bloodied, torn up bodies.

His eyes widened.

The guards...

He had just killed them.

B-but-but wasn't it an illusion?

He choked on his breath as reality hit him hard.

He had just killed them without a reason.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the time or place for this.

He quickly wiped off the sweat on his face using his arm.

Taking a deep breath to compose himself, Amon stood up with the support of the wall.

He controlled his slightly stumbling steps and looked around.

The floor was a complete mess now.

The bloodied bodies of the two guards.

Shattered crystals scattered all over the place.

The bleeding bodies of the unconscious guards.

The smashed up furniture and walls.

It was complete silence except the glitching loud music that was still going on.

All of a sudden, he heard sounds on the stairs as a client and a prostitute ran down the stairs. Their eyes widened as they saw the floor.

But just as they were about to scream, two blood daggers pinched on both of their necks.

A trickle of blood traveled down their necks.

Their expressions morphed into fear and horror as they met the cold black gaze of Amon.

He held up a finger to his lips, indicating them to be silent.

Then, he gestured toward the door with the same finger.

They slowly nodded.

Without letting out a sound, they quickly hurried out of the door.

Dismissing the blades, Amon took quick strides up the stairs.

As he arrived upstairs, he quickly saw why nobody interrupted in the fight on the first floor.

It was because Alya already had them occupied with her constant streak of arrows.

It was also why the couple ran down the stairs.

She was truly a menace.

But...

He unsheathed his nodachi and quickly interrupted a guard that was countering an arrow.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He appeared to be a water clovist.

He hit the hilt of the blade hard on his neck, eliciting a sharp thud.

The guard fell down on the ground, unconscious.

Amon's gaze swept through the floor next.

The onslaught of arrows slowed down a little, a sign to Alya acknowledging his arrival.

It didn't take him long to find the target.

He was hunched up in the corner of the window with an earth shield around him.

The shield was defending him completely against the arrows while he shot back several spears.

He quickly message Alya after retreating into a corner.

[Amon: I'll handle the target. Deal with the guards.]

It was a straightforward request.

There was a one second silence before the reply came.

[Alya: Are you sure?]

He smiled subtly.

She didn't point out any reasons or any rejection.

It was an indication to her acknowledging his strength.

It was a simple confirmation question to if he can handle a 3rd order clovist.

And...

[Amon: Yes.]

Yes. He could.

The answer came instantly.

Alya: Take him.]

He nodded and closed his watch.

At that moment, the arrows at the target instantly stopped.

And the rate of the arrows on the guards increased by much.

This was an artifact of Alya that allowed her to shoot from multiple points.

Something given to her by the Lancasters.

Coming out of his secluded spot, Amon shot at full speed to the target.

Reaching him, Amon threw a blood coated punch at the earth shield.

The punch cleanly connected with the shield, making major cracks spread on it.

But in the next moment, suddenly, the whole shield cracked before blowing up into tiny rocks.

Amon smiled.

Unbeknownst to everyone, he had coated the punch in sound mana a second before impact.

It was enough to amplify the collision and destroy the shield completely.

Twisting his body, Amon tried to deliver a kick to Nino's chin.

Unfortunately, the ground beneath him suddenly erupted and a large pillar of earth shot out.

It connected right on with his body, sending him crashing into the roof.

He choked as he was pinned down on the roof.

As he looked up, he saw several earth spears a meter away from crashing into his face.

Gritting his teeth, he covered his face in a crystal thick coating.

The spears thrust into the coating, throwing it into the verge of breaking.

However, that was enough for Amon as he threw several blood tridents at Nino, who was

completely shocked in place.

Breaking the pillar with a kick, Amon slid toward him.

Getting under him, delivered a clean punch to his stomach as he was trying to defend from

the tridents above.

Blood gushed out of Nino's mouth that Amon instantly shaped into threads and looped them

around his neck.

He quickly pulled them hard and they severed through his thick skin.

But before they could slice it off completely, large blades of earth erupted from the walls

around Amon.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance before quickly using [Voidstep] and teleporting behind

Nino.

It was fine.

Alya couldn't see most of these things anyways because of the limited view from the

windows.

This was why he had used [Crystal] before as well.

As Nino looked left and right in confusion, a sudden knee kick was delivered right to his back.

Grabbing his shoulders, Amon pushed him onto the floor before looping threads around his

whole body.

Amon pinned down with a step on his back while pulling the threads with a sharp tug.

They dug deep into his skin before severing off both his arms.

Nino screamed in pain.

"YOU NI-"

Amon pulled again, severing off his legs.

Slowly, he severed off every limb before slicing off his head as he heard his dying screams.

Grabbing his head, Amon threw it on the wall, smashing it.

Nino Sherman...

Was dead.