The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 333 : Rescue (4)

Alden exhaled, watching the endless waves of monsters still pouring from the forest.

"Veytharion," he called, voice firm. "Come. There’s work to be done."

The air behind him rippled like disturbed water.

A massive dragon‑snake hybrid stepped out from the spirit realm—its body long and sinuous like a serpent’s, but covered in matte black scales that drank in the light. Six glowing eyes lined its angular head in two vertical rows, each eye a different shade of eerie blue. A pair of skeletal, half‑formed wings sprouted from its back, twitching restlessly.

Veytharion.

Even in their berserk state, many of the monsters froze when they saw it. Their bodies trembled, instincts screaming at them to flee... but the corrupted mana driving them mad forced them forward anyway.

They charged the spirit beast.

Veytharion turned its six eyes toward Alden, its expression strangely... pleading.

Alden sighed.

"Alright, alright," he said. "You can eat them."

The effect was immediate.

Veytharion lunged forward like a released arrow. Its jaws snapped shut around a cluster of ogres, swallowing them whole. It coiled and whipped its massive body through the battlefield, devouring trolls, goblins, and twisted beasts in huge gulps. Each monster that tried to attack it was simply consumed, their power absorbed as fuel.

It was like watching a living natural disaster feast.

Alden glanced toward Elaria, who was back on her feet and fighting.

"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?" he demanded.

"It’s my mother’s powers," Elaria answered, breathless. "They’ve gone out of control."

Saria, slashing through a vine and ducking under a troll’s arm, added, "Yes. Our queen has multiple affinities—nature and water—and she’s also a master beast tamer. When her power surges like this, the whole forest responds."

Alden grimaced. "Great."

He looked toward the distant core of the chaos—where explosions and shockwaves kept erupting.

"And I suppose Alex is trying to help her somehow," he said.

Elaria nodded.

"I knew it," Alden muttered.

Elaria clenched her fists.

"Valar!" she shouted. "Come out!"

A massive wyvern burst from a spirit portal above her—a sleek, winged creature with emerald scales and sharp amber eyes. It roared once, shaking off the remaining remnants of the spirit realm, then swooped down.

Elaria leapt and grabbed onto its saddle, pulling herself up in one smooth motion.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Alden shouted. "It’s suicide to go there, you’re not on their level!"

"I know!" Elaria yelled back. "But she’s my mother! I have to do something—anything!"

Without waiting for a reply, she urged Valar upward.

The wyvern beat its wings powerfully, carrying her into the sky and toward the raging storm of mana where Alex and Aeliana were clashing.

As she flew, wind whipping her hair back, a voice suddenly echoed in her head.

{ Do you want to save your mother, child? }

Elaria stiffened, looking around. She saw nothing but sky, smoke, and distant flashes of power.

"Who are you?" she shouted into the wind.

The voice returned, calm and ancient.

{ Answer me first. Do you want to save your mother or not? }

Elaria’s grip tightened on the reins.

"Yes!" she screamed. "I want to save her! I’ll do anything to save her!"

{ Very well, } the voice said. { I will help you. But you must also do something for me. }

"What is it?!" Elaria asked.

{ Capture a witch, } the voice replied.

"A witch...?" Elaria repeated.

{ I will explain later, } the voice said. { For now, answer me. Will you do it? }

Elaria didn’t even hesitate.

"Yes!"

A translucent message appeared before her eyes, written in glowing script.

[ The Goddess of Nature has offered you to be her Avatar.

Do you accept?

Yes / No ]

Elaria swallowed hard.

Then she reached out and pressed ’Yes’.

Light exploded around her.

A soothing, gentle radiance enveloped her body, sinking into her skin, her bones, her very soul. Her mana flared, changing—growing deeper, richer, more alive. Patterns of green‑gold light traced across her arms and chest, like branches and leaves etching themselves into her.

Something materialized in her hands—a new weapon, humming with divine power.

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[A few moments earlier]

Inside the base.

[ Skill: Origin Collapse has been activated. ]

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