The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist Chapter 414 - 415 : Seven Fragments Seven Powers

The atmosphere detonated.

It failed to erupt outwards.

Instead, it imploded.

Alex’s aura didn’t blaze like flames. It plunged downward.

A hushed, pulverizing force crashed upon Kaelith akin to an unseen peak tumbling from the heavens.

The marble beneath her boots splintered apart.

Her knees buckled to the floor.

Crack.

Fractures raced outward in savage webs.

Her breath caught sharply.

Suffocation gripped her tightly.

Her lungs struggled to fill. Every breath rasped like shattered shards within her chest.

Her wings quivered fiercely at her back, feathers rattling beneath the intolerable burden crushing her very being.

’Impossible...’

Her red eyes bulged wide.

’How can he possess such strength...?’

This surpassed the might of any ordinary human.

It exceeded even the aura of a top-tier demon.

It seemed primordial.

Overpowering.

Unquestionable.

Alex started advancing toward her.

Deliberately.

Every footfall resounded gently over the broken marble.

Step.

Crack.

Step.

Crack.

He halted right before her prostrated figure.

His shadow engulfed her completely.

He inclined his head a bit, his tone dropping to a serene yet eerily steady murmur.

"Looks like you didn’t know the full story... Princess."

Her breaths grew ragged.

His presence loomed nearer.

"I’m not here to negotiate power."

His eyes glimmered subtly behind the skull mask.

"I’m here to collect a weapon that belongs to me."

A brief hesitation.

"And you are..."

His stare shifted to her chest.

"Or you could say a fragment of your soul... is part of that weapon."

Tension quivered in the air between them.

Then—

He lowered himself.

Deliberately.

Until his gaze matched hers.

Their eyes met firmly.

"So technically..."

His tone gentled.

"You also belong to me."

Kaelith went rigid.

For an instant—

Her cheeks burned red.

A rush of heat flooded her face, vivid against her fair complexion.

Her wings snapped open on reflex.

Then fury overtook the flush.

"Mind your tongue, human!"

Her shout reverberated through the chamber.

Even under the smothering aura, she braced one foot on the shattered marble.

Her muscles quaked fiercely.

She shoved upward.

Her frame shuddered against the force.

Yet she ascended.

Inches at first.

Then further.

Even Alex’s gaze tightened faintly.

She stood upright.

Just barely.

"I..."

Her breaths stabbed sharply.

"I... I am not anyone’s property!"

Her aura surged defiantly against his dominant force.

"I am a free person!"

Her fists balled tightly.

"And no one is going to order me around as long as I am breathing!"

For an instant—

Silence reigned.

Then from behind the mask—

Alex grinned.

’She’s got a spine.’

’Probably the strongest will I’ve seen in a long time.’

He rose gradually.

"So what are you going to do?"

His voice remained even.

"Fight me?"

Her crimson eyes blazed.

"Yes."

Her wings extended broader.

"Not only you. From now on, I’ll fight anyone who stands between me and my freedom."

Her jaw set firm.

"I’ll die before I bow down to anyone."

The declaration lingered thickly in the ruined chamber.

A prolonged stillness ensued.

Then—

The pressure evaporated.

Suddenly.

The oppressive peak lifted away.

Air flooded back into her lungs.

The burden from her shoulders vanished.

Alex’s aura faded like fog in the sun’s rays.

He brushed off his hands offhandedly.

"Alright."

He pivoted partially from her.

"You pass."

Kaelith blinked in confusion.

"What?"

Her respiration evened out gradually.

"Are you going to fight me...?"

Her eyebrows knitted.

"Don’t you want the fragment that I have?"

Alex looked back at her from the shoulder.

"If I wanted it right now..."

His tone flattened.

"You would’ve been six feet under the ground already."

Silence fell.

Her lips parted slightly.

This marked the first occasion a human had addressed her so bluntly.

Not with arrogance.

Not in desperation.

Just cold truth.

"Such insolence..."

Yet the remark held no fire.

Memories resurfaced.

The choking force.

The split marble.

The primal urge to submit.

’He is not ordinary...’

Her stare intensified.

Alex approached once more.

This time lacking menace.

He paced around her leisurely.

Examining her closely.

His gaze traced her wings, her aura, the subtle warp near her soul core.

"Very interesting..."

She tensed up.

Her wings jerked.

"What are you looking at, you pervert?"

He brushed aside the jab.

"How did it happen?"

She scowled.

"Happened what?"

He positioned himself squarely before her.

"How did you fuse with that fragment of Victoria?"

Dawning lit her features.

"Oh."

She breathed out steadily.

"So that’s what you want to know, huh?"

"Yes."

A quiet interval passed.

Then she started recounting.

"When I was born..."

Her voice softened.

"The ruler of the Fallen... my father... merged my soul with a fragment from Victoria."

A shadow passed over her eyes.

"He employed a secret technique known only to him."

"His hope was that I’d claim every bit of power hidden in that fragment."

A trace of bitterness appeared.

"The merging succeeded completely."

Alex cocked his head a little.

"But...?"

She raised her hands gradually.

Verdant energy sparked into existence over her palms.

It glowed gently.

Stunning.

Yet volatile.

The energy throbbed irregularly, sometimes bursting into erratic sparks.

"Yet I’ve never been able to unleash its maximum strength."

Her fingers clenched tighter.

"I lack the talent to wield it correctly."

The green glow surged momentarily, then faded once more.

Alex observed intently.

"You mentioned seven fragments exist."

She gave a nod.

"That means Victoria wielded seven distinct powers."

His stare intensified.

"What power does yours grant?"

The green energy spun more rapidly above her hands.

Kaelith regarded Alex silently before proceeding.

"The fragment I hold controls the Law of Order," she stated evenly.

Her stance grew a touch more upright as she explained—not arrogant, just stating truth.

"It ensures total balance inside me. Body, mind, and energy stay in flawless harmony, regardless of circumstances."

She raised her hand, letting a subtle stream of energy coil around her fingers.

No ripples.

No shakes.

No leakage.

"Most fighters degrade as time passes," she went on. "Stamina fades. Control falters. Energy wastes away. Chaos builds from each motion and wound."

Her red eyes gleamed sharper.

"My ability halts that decay completely."

The prior green aura vanished, giving way to something more refined—sleeker.

Unseen.

"Debuffs. Toxins. Mental assaults. Energy chaos. None of them take hold easily."

Her eyes locked with his steadily.

"My condition auto-corrects nonstop. Outside influences can’t readily cause disorder. And if they manage... it gets purged fast."

She balled her fist.

The power inside stayed utterly stable.

"I waste barely any energy. Each move happens with perfect precision. Zero loss. Zero rebound. Zero chaos."

A soft exhale slipped from her.

"This lets my stamina and reserves endure way past ordinary bounds. In long fights, fatigue means nothing."

Her tone stayed even.

"Others battle while breaking down gradually."

Her gaze turned steely.

"I don’t."

"The longer the fight drags on... the more my edge grows."

A short hush fell.

"The Law of Order won’t make me burst with power."

She met his eyes squarely.

"But the endurance it provides eclipses even my father... the King of the Fallen."

Quiet enveloped the chamber.

Alex fixed his gaze on her.

’Wow.’

’That’s just a single fragment.’

Thoughts raced through his head.

’Now it clicks why Victoria craves the rest.’

’With four already hers... she’s got to be a beast.’

Before words left his mouth—

Kaelith’s voice grew gentler.

"But I can’t tap its true might."

Her look fell a fraction.

"That’s why he called me worthless."

Her fingers gripped harder.

"And discarded me like garbage."

A momentary quiet.

Alex tilted his head.

"Is that the case... hmm."

He parted his lips to say more—

Then halted.

His eyes flicked skyward.

Up to the heavens.

His pupils constricted faintly.

"A barrier’s gone up around here."

The room’s air shifted subtly.

A sly smile curved his lips.

"She’s arrived."

Kaelith tensed up.

No question who it was.

That aura—

Oppressive.

Icy.

Savage.

Impossible to mistake.

Victoria.

Alex swung his gaze back to her.

"You claimed you can’t wield your powers fully, correct?"

She blinked in bewilderment.

"Yes."

A gradual smirk formed under the skull mask.

"I’ll demonstrate your true potential."

In an instant—

A voice resounded in his thoughts.

[ Soul Affinity has been activated. ]

The air grew charged.

Before Kaelith could respond—

He lunged.

No buildup.

No alert.

His hand plunged right through her chest.

Her eyes flew wide.

Yet—

No blood spilled.

No flesh ripped.

No cry rang out.

Her form started to dissolve.

Gently.

Her solid body broke apart into myriad specks of gleaming light.

Minute glowing flecks rose from her position.

Her wings unwound into beams of brilliance.

Her armor crumbled into radiant particles.

She gaped at him in shock as she dissolved.

"What... are you...?"

Her words echoed softly as she turned to light.

Alex kept his composure serene.

In his grasp—

Power gathered.

Compact.

Fierce.

A blade took shape.

Not forged from metal.

No fire.

Sheer annihilation.

A sleek, blade-like armament crafted from dense violet power formed within his hold.

It vibrated.

Space twisted subtly at its rim.

Fissures raced across the atmosphere nearby, like the void itself recoiled from touch.

The final specks of Kaelith’s radiance converged and fused into him without flaw.

Taken in.

Fused.

His presence intensified.

Steadied.

Perfectly harmonized.

His eyes rose to the heavens.

Piercing the roof.

Piercing the shield.

Piercing the nearing force.

"It’s time to discipline you."

His form shimmered.

Then disappeared.

The chamber grew vacant.

Merely dimming motes of light drifted in the air.