The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

Chapter 217: Blood Bath [2]



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Amon quickly backed against a tree as he saw two robes up ahead.

'Fuck.' He cursed.

He wasn't expecting to find more right in the middle of the map.

But there wasn't anything he could do now.

If he were to go ahead and meet up with them, he would undoubtedly be caught mid-way into the conversation.

He had not a single doubt about it.

The trip arc was the same, where he had still f-ed up even after changing into that torturer's clothes.

He was left with only one option now.

He retrieved the head of the previous member he had killed from his inventory.

Looking into its lifeless eyes, Amon prepared to use [Void Influence] on it.

Previously, he didn't do it for two main reasons.

One, the head had been separated from the whole body of the member.

Even though the brain was still in the head, Amon wasn't sure if it would work.

And second, the man was dead.

Until now, Amon had only used [Void Influence] on living targets.

So he wasn't sure about it working on dead targets.

But he had been through another [Void Training] now as well.

Maybe it would work?

Only one way to see.

Amon grabbed the man's head, slowly activating his skill to blend it with the spatial mana in the surroundings.

In this way, they wouldn't be able to find him using mana sense as well.

Immediately, his hand glowed in a purple hue as the man's eyes glowed purple for a second.

And to Amon's surprise, an influx of memories and information assaulted his brain unexpectedly.

Caught by surprise, a wave of pain washed through his body as he felt a thousand needles throbbing at his brain.

But Amon didn't open his mouth to groan or whimper.

Even a single unnatural sound could give him away.

Fortunately, the influx only lasted for 10 seconds before disappearing away.

Along with the pain in Amon's body as well.

Sweat drenched his body but Amon restrained from exhaling loudly.

He took small breaths, catching his breath silently.

The information wasn't anything important.

To his bad luck, the man wasn't too high-ranked in the group.

It also explained why he didn't even know about Amon at the start.

He was also not too old in the group, only joining recently.

Worst case, he might as well have been the lowest-ranked member. Not weakest though, as Amon had seen several weaker members in the group.

Maybe he was low-ranked because he was new and they didn't trust him enough?

But nevertheless, Amon did get some basic info about the group.

The man he had just killed was named Alexandro.

Apparently, the group that had invaded the academy today was just a small base of the whole organization.

There were roughly about 50 members who invaded and though it wasn't much, their purpose today wasn't to kill or cause any destruction.

It was to make their name known and another task that was too important to be known by anyone but the leader.

The leader's identity was known to no one else as well, which was a problem for Amon.

No matter whom he used the skill on now, he still couldn't ever found the leader. Alexandro also didn't know how they got past the security of the academy.

Especially since it was multiple times higher than before because of the multiple academies.

All Amon found out was that they used a teleportation array to teleport directly inside the academy.

In the area where the students would usually assemble for any teleportation trips as well.

It was even more surprising for Amon that Arthur wasn't able to notice the invasion.

As a holder of the [Shadow] element, he was able to form and manipulate them at will, as it was an [Omnistatial] element.

Because of that, Arthur had his shadows in every nook and corner of the place.

Even the Black Market, which was also why he was able to rescue Amon.

But he wasn't notified about the invasion at all.

'Shit, this is much deeper than I thought.' Amon cursed.

Even though he knew there was not a single person who could beat Arthur, he was still

worried about the people outside.

It was just a small raid but there were still going to be injuries.

Or worse, casualties.

Since nobody knew about it.

Standing up, Amon looked again from the tree.

The two members that stood in the distance were quite familiar to him now.

One was a female and one a male.

From the memories, Amon knew that both of them were also not that high in the rankings.

But they were still quite some ranks above Alexandro.

So if he could kill them, then he might obtain more information.

Arranging his thoughts, Amon stored the head inside his storage ring again and moved.

He tried his best to walk and act like Alexandro from his memories.

And to his surprise, it was quite easy to do so. Which made him realize something.

It was a new addition to [Void Influence]'s abilities.

And it was the ability to integrate himself with the memories he had just obtained.

This allowed him to either contain those memories or dispose of them in his mind and soul. Disposing of them was exactly what it did, erase them from his mind.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

In such a case, letting them stay was the obvious choice but it had several disadvantages as

well.

For one, letting them remain in the body gave them a chance to integrate themself with the

user.

What it meant was that if Amon continuously used the memories and character of a certain person, his hobbies, personality and other actions would start to integrate with Amon's soul

and mind.

This was very fatal and dangerous for him.

The more he did this, the more those memories would take over his mind and soul, effectively merging with his character and at some point taking over him.

It would destroy what he was.

Not only that but the more memories he absorbed and used, it would grow and grow until

there was a chaotic mess in his mind.

In a sense, it could give him a personality and identity disorder.

A chilling shudder passed through Amon's body as he walked toward the two people.

'I need to be very careful with this.'

Clearing his thoughts, Amon noticed the two people notice him finally.

Their heads turned towards his direction and instantly, smirks spread on their faces.

"Oh!? Look who's here, Alexandro." The female mocked.

The male joined in.

"Damn, you mean the lowest-ranked member? He probably came running here from that

region after getting destroyed by those puny cadets." He looked at Amon with a malicious

glare.

Amon didn't display any emotion. This was how Alexandro was to his peers.

The continuous mockery had turned him numb towards such remarks. And fortunately, Amon

was perfect in being stoic.

"What are you two doing here?" Amon asked, mimicking Alexandro's voice to almost

perfection with [Sound].

Alexandro never greeted anyone, getting straight to what he wanted to ask.

The female clicked her tongue, irritated that Amon ignored her insult.

"That's none of your business punk. You should do what you are told to do and remain in your

place." The man's voice turned cold.

Amon nodded, not fazed by the remark.

"I'm already done with the job though?" He tilted his head, mocking them back in a

questioning way.

It was one of Alexandro's habits, always putting them in place by showing them that his rank

misrepresented his strength.

A flicker of annoyance passed through both of the member's faces.

A grin almost spread on Amon's features as he saw it. This was one of the most disadvantageous and most manipulative traits of Ghouls.

They were very emotionally unstable. They could go on a rampage at any moment and were

very easy to tick off.

And it was the same for ghoul contractors and the newer faction, half-ghouls now.

"Listen here-" The female started to speak but the man extended a hand.

"Let me handle this fucker dear." He spoke, making Amon realize that she was his lover or

girlfriend.

Amon didn't move as he took a step and arrived right in front of him.

He pulled Amon from his collar, pulling their bodies vehemently close.

"Who do you think you are huh?" He pulled both of their eyes close.

"Just cause you are strong, do not think for a fucking second I'll toler-" His eyes suddenly

widened.

PIERCE!

A clean piercing sound echoed in the air as both the man and female's eyes bulged out.

The man's gaze trembled as fury raged within. He stutteringly looked down, only to find a clean blood blade piercing into his heart.

It traveled right through, cutting out from his back.

Shock traveled through his whole body as his mind was thrown into chaos along with the

previous rage.

And it was the perfect opportunity for Amon as he lunged at his neck, grabbing it.

And then... Crystal suddenly burst out from his hand, slicing and tearing his neck into pieces.

It separated his head from his body, making Amon grab his hair and hold his head.

A blood shower erupted in the air from his headless body landing on Amon and both the female.

The latter was instantly thrown into confusion as well, not being able to cope with her lover's

death.

And Amon wasted no time, instantly using [Voidstep] to appear behind the female.

He lightly tapped her back from behind.

"Amatheria"

And simultaneously, a torrent of amethyst-black flames erupted from his hands, engulfing

her whole body except her head.