Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy



Whether it was in his past life or this life, he never liked it when someone joked about his family matter. More than that, he had never felt such a sickening feeling.

Anger like never was burning in his chest. The surge of anger seemed to propel his strength while whispering words of revenge.

Maybe this was his illusion or this might be due to hormonal action, induced by adrenaline, but no matter what, he had never felt such a desire to slaughter and butcher someone.

Fuelled by immense hatred, Lucas could feel a torrent of magical energy flowing through his vessels, acting as a reserve.

The body was full of wounds, but he ignored the pain. His breathing became rapid, and he hurriedly inhaled air, causing his lungs to expand tightly, which made his mind clear a bit.

His eyes turned blank, seeing the man standing before him haughtily, and the scene of him conversing with Sir Harris came into his mind.

[Remember boy, there is nothing more dangerous than a man who follows rules, starts discarding them, and fights frightfully using everything he has. Letting go of the constraints and no matter how dirty or underhanded tricks are involved, he uses everything to win.]

[Nothing beats that man who had even given up on being good.]

"Hmmmm!"

The man staring at the other side turned his gaze, seeing a hand grabbing his waist, crawling up like a dead man.

"Y..ou...die...path.eticallkly."

A murmur escaped from Lucas's lips.

Seeing the slaughtered lambs muttering weird words blankly with a weird gaze, he decided to see what this boy was doing.

His hands started to itch to beat this boy again. Inwardly, he felt satisfaction seeing this boy getting up again.

It was hard to hear a small murmur at first, so he lowered himself a bit.

Lucas clutched the left side of his waist with one hand and grabbed the belt above his crotch, trying to support himself.

"Please…."

"I beg you, please spare me. I can also help you and pass information inside the academy so…"

"Take me under your wing…"

"I would rather not die." Lucas shed tears of helplessness trying to convince this man while moving his hands downwards.

"Heheheh!"

"Hahahah!"

Hearing Lucas's words, the man laughed, holding his stomach.

"This is the funniest thing I have heard. I have seen many begging me, but this is the first time someone asked me to do this."

"Kid, do you have your brain on your knees."

"Or, it seems you had a sudden enlighten…"

During his speech, all the senses of the man's body screamed in danger. Feeling chills down his spine, he tried to react, but it was too late….

Swishhhhh!

The mana in Lucas's body stirred and gushed out. The place Lucas positioned his hands, shone, letting out a chilling sensation.

It was then…..

Two huge ice spikes emerged from his palms at the spots Lucas rested his palms on the man's body. One ice spike penetrated his left girdle of the waist and the other one pierced straight through the crotch, tore everything in between, and emerged from the man's butt by drilling a hole.

OOOOWWWWWWWW!

The man's jaw unfurled wide, but no sound came out of it.

His eyes opened wide due to unbearable pain, but no tears came out.

His lips squeezed and opened multiple times, while the muscles of his body twitched and throbbed like a heart beating in a newborn calf.

His face became pale, his eyes turned bloodshot. His breathing ceased as he was unable to draw in air and felt something stuck in his throat.

The indescribable pain of losing something precious that he was going through now was not something that can be described with mere words.

From the place where the ice spoke stabbed, and made a hole while tearing the piece of flesh hanging down in between the legs, blood spurted out, drenching Lucas's face.

After a moment of heart-wrenching pain, the man finally led out of a painful grasp and his two legs convulsed heavily, opening to form a V sign as he fell to the side.

"Ahhhh! Ohhhhhhh!"

Letting out a soft shrill, the man rolled on the floor, crying and grieving for his precious little brother.

The depths of agony and despair had reached a point that made his soul shiver frighteningly.

Never, ever in his life had he thought that he was going to die by getting attacked in such a place.

"Even if you live today, it seems your future generations gonna be sacrificed in exchange for your lives."Lucas snorted.

Through his dimming eyes, he glanced at the boy's expression. There was not a single ripple on his face as he stared down at him.

As soon as his eyes met the boy, the terrible feeling of upcoming doom dawned on him.

He regretted it.

If possible, he never wanted to provoke a guy who would fight back even after being trampled and humiliated.

While he enjoyed beating him, the guy knowingly let himself get abused, making him lower his guard.

And the instant he attacked, the scale of viciousness had exceeded his wildest dream.

Lucas turned a blind eye towards him as he knew this person was soon going to accompany his little brother to hell.

Lucas's eyes darted towards the man back, who seemed to be busying himself with bullying Charles.

His heart was filled with disgust and asked him to butcher and tear apart this asshole.

The man, hearing loud shrieks of agony, finally feeling something amiss, turned back. By that time, Lucas pulled out his loaded pistol from the storage ring and pressed the trigger simultaneously.

A hook sharp punching sound, belatedly, echoed in the air.

STRING!

The bullet hit the wrist of the man.

Squealing frighteningly, he pulled back his hands, dropping the sword.

A person can cover his body in aura, forming a minuscule barrier that makes the bullet ineffective. Unless the bullet firepower can be increased, the bullet is useless against 4-Star humans, let alone beasts who have tough outer layers even at lower levels.

Moreover, many can react faster than a bullet at a higher realm so unless they are in point-blank range, this can still be used in a surprise attack like this when the person has not used aura to cover himself.

Kicking off the ground, Lucas charged at the man.

"Damn, fucker. I will cut you into pieces."

The man roaring in anger flicked his wrist to shake away the pain.

"One hand is enough to deal with you." Declaring his intention, he raised his left hand, clenching a dagger that he pulled out from his sleeves.

Swish!

Two figures appeared just a few steps away from one another. The man might not have an advantage in terms of speed, but his strength was sure on a higher level.

However, Lucas never intended to engage him in the battle of strength, so he threw a faint by thrusting his sword.

Before the man could swing his dagger, Lucas pulled himself back with a stomp and threw something that he held in his left hand.

Halting his steps to stop from moving further forward, he raised his dagger to block small dots of orbs flying at him. Colliding against the blade, the ball bounced off in the air, then glowing slightly they burst out.

POP! POP!POP!POP!

Like a firecracker, they burst, spitting dark foams of mist surrounding him.

"Whatttt!"

The man's vision has already been affected due to the night, and now smoke hovering around him entirely blinded his vision.

The smoke had the additional effect of causing a burning sensation in the eyes unless you used an anti-burning spray, which had already been used by Lucas on himself.

"Coward!"

Vexed by the scenario, shouting, he swung his dagger strenuously to dissipate the smoke around.

SWOOSH!SWOOSH!SWOOSH

His hand that was slicing the air was suddenly clutched so smoothly that he could only state surprise.

Using the momentum of the man, Lucas sneaking in, grabbed his arms, and yanked him forward. The man's world turned upside down as with all his might, Lucas slammed the giant man onto the ground, which was filled with spikes of ice protruding upward.

THUMP!

With a banging sound, the shards of ice exploded.

Fragments of ice and gravel from the smashed dirt floor scattered in all directions. It was as if a bolt of lightning struck the center of his body and wreaked havoc inside his internal forcing him to cough beads of blood.