Reborn As An Extra In My Own Novel-Chapter 58: Terror Takes Roots

A vast, gaping rift formed in the sky as violet thunderbolts arched in all directions. Tremors coursed through the dungeon as my jaw slackened, unable to comprehend the sight before me.

Even in the original story, nothing like this had ever occurred. Was it something I caused? Or perhaps the presence of both myself and Hari, who weren’t from this world?

Or worse still, was it connected to the Weavers?

I swallowed hard and dismissed the dragon blade in my hand. Even Hari who was now serving Deerheart appeared stunned by the brilliant spectacle emanating from whatever he was doing.

I bit down on my lip. I had relied too heavily on the story I once knew, to the point that I failed to think beyond its constraints.

This was no longer just my novel: it was a living, breathing world, and so was every individual within it.

It wasn’t as if I knew the entire plot of the world. I was just a frog trapped in a well, oblivious to the vastness of the world.

THD never expanded past the academy because the readers wanted it to remain an academy-centric story. That meant, outside my knowledge, other horrors existed.

S-ranks, SS-ranks, SSS-ranks, and even more terrifying creatures.

"Damnit," I muttered, gritting my teeth as my zone expanded to assess the surroundings.

Anica, who could be considered the team’s ace, was still attempting to replenish her mana. At this point in the story, I couldn’t even categorize her as an S-rank, as her mana capacity remained that of a B-rank, and she lacked the experience that comes from gradual progression.

Matt, Reni, and Amy, on the other hand, stood motionless, staring at the overwhelming radiance of the beam.

And I could discern what they were feeling, because I felt it too. A terror and dread that penetrated not just the body, but the soul.

Nevertheless, I couldn’t afford to stand still. No matter how dreadful the sight, I had to act, or I would die.

I let my mana flow through me, my eyes glowing faintly as I sprinted toward Matt and Hari’s position. This wasn’t the time to act cautiously neither did I have the luxury of choosing between an easy or difficult route.

Matt snapped out of his trance as some snow lifted into the air while I dashed toward Hari.

Activating Fifth-Time, the world halted, everything and every lifeform suspended in motion, even the radiant beam that had engulfed the dungeon was frozen.

Right now, I needed to escape the dungeon before it collapsed. That meant entrusting Hari’s safety to Matt and Amy.

I swiftly grabbed Reni by the waist and summoned the Star of Ruin in my other hand.

I didn’t yet understand the damage this high-ranked vestige was inflicting on my body, but I had to warn the school urgently, that meant I had to use it regardless of the price. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Forming the vestige’s white light into the form of a sword, I shifted my stance, placing one leg ahead of the other. I had only eight seconds.

With a downward slash, a blade strike tore cleanly through the very fabric of the dungeon.

The surrounding light dimmed as an astral world composed of starlight briefly appeared before it faded, revealing the image of the academy.

As if on cue, Fifth-Time ended.

I was only a few steps away from the gate, so I turned one final time to Matt, who, even without understanding the situation—nodded.

Returning the gesture, I leapt into the rift without hesitation.

Reni gazed at me, and without needing a word, seemed to understand everything.

Right now, I didn’t possess the strength to fight Deerheart, so I needed to gather as much manpower as possible.

And since I had already warned the teachers about Deerheart, and that they should not interfere to avoid alerting him—I had reliable backup.

Moreover, I had also persuaded President Razor and Neko-sensei, who were both skilled in theoretical magic to devise a method to bypass Deerheart’s spell, which prevented individuals of higher age or rank from entering his zone.

I exhaled, placed Reni near the school’s administration office, and sprinted toward the faculty wing.

Reni, being a seer, had the ability to see the future and could somehow also read my thoughts, that meant she didn’t need to ask for any instruction.

I smiled faintly. Now it was my move.

The once-refreshing scent of spring mixed with rain, which typically filled the academy, had turned noxious. From the sky, a strange trace of violet miasma began seeping into the campus.

"Isn’t this all happening too fast?" I quickened my pace, dashing past several students, who stared at me, startled by my heavy breathing and the urgency in my movements, as if a catastrophe had struck the academy.

As I passed them, I noticed some students began running away, instinctively searching for shelter, despite seeing no visible threat.

Others simply widened their eyes, unsure whether I was mad or whether something truly had happened.

I ignored their reactions, shoved open the staff building doors, and without sparing a glance at the teacher at reception, bolted up the stairs.

I didn’t use the elevator for one simple reason: mana, miasma, and other magical energies interfered with technology.

That meant there was a chance most mundane tech would malfunction, unless powered by mana stones.

The wide stairway was as clear as the snow I had just escaped in the dungeon. I jumped three steps at a time, sometimes five and quickly arrived at the third floor, where the general staff lounge was located.

Swinging the door open and inhaling sharply, my eyes locked onto Neko-sensei, who narrowed her gaze and frowned.

"It’s started, hasn’t it?"

I nodded, approaching the couch where she sat. "Things didn’t go according to plan."

The other teachers wore puzzled expressions, but I headed directly for Neko-sensei. "The school is about to descend into chaos." I inhaled deeply. "A massive horde of drifters and mana beasts will flood in when his dungeon collapses."

Neko-sensei turned toward the rest of the faculty, staring at them for a moment, even I knew what she was doing.

It was a telepathic message, transmitted between mages via their zones. It was a fascinating concept, but I had no time to admire it.

The shallow rift in the sky, leaking miasma into the academy, had grown even larger as the teachers nodded in response.

Neko-sensei turned toward the school, which was beginning to take on a purplish hue, and rose from her chair. "So, kid... what’s the plan?"

I rolled up my sleeves and looked at the teachers, whose eyes now burned with resolve. "Let me start from the beginning."