Extra's Revenge: Reincarnated As A Slave-Chapter 127: Annihilation (Part 2)

"Tch!"

Kael abandoned any pretense of controlled tactics, launching a desperate assault. He activated a combat Artifact—a blade that extended to supernatural length, covered in Soul Art energy designed to cut through mystical defenses.

The extended weapon lashed toward Rey with speed that would have overwhelmed most opponents.

The Storm Guard intercepted it automatically, lightning striking the blade and deflecting its trajectory. But Kael adapted, using the deflection to redirect the attack from a different angle, forcing Rey to engage directly.

Rey withdrew another Scroll—Spirit Art, Tempest Technique, Sequence #6: Thunder Ring.

A circular field of lightning manifested around Rey, creating a barrier that punished any intrusion with concentrated electrical discharge. Kael’s blade entered the ring and was immediately subjected to a devastating current that traveled up the weapon toward its wielder.

Kael released the blade before the lightning could reach him, but now he was disarmed and within range of Rey’s sustained Techniques.

The Life Drain that had been weakened by Vessa’s earlier disruption now intensified, focusing entirely on Kael. The Fanged Serpent leader felt his vitality flowing out of him, his enhanced perception dulling, his mystical reserves depleting.

He tried to retreat, but the Conditional Lock Curse still prevented jumping or aerial movement. He could only run along the ground, and the Life Drain followed him relentlessly.

"Someone disrupt him!" Kael shouted desperately.

But Vessa was still recovering from her burns, consuming another healing Elixir. Gorath remained collapsed under the inverted enhancement. The enslaved leader was locked in combat with two of the secondary leaders who’d managed to restrain him. The remaining Fanged Serpent leadership was scattered, wounded, and facing an opponent who showed no signs of exhaustion.

Rey assessed the battlefield with cold precision. ’They’re breaking. Coordination is failing. Time to accelerate toward conclusion.’

He activated three Scrolls in rapid succession—a display of resource expenditure that would have been wasteful under normal circumstances, but which served to demonstrate absolute dominance here.

Soul Art, Marauder Technique, Sequence #7: Vital Transfer, draining Kael’s remaining life force and channeling it into Rey’s own reserves.

Null Art, Fade Technique, Sequence #8: Reality Drift, targeting Gorath—forcing him to desynchronize from stable reality.

Spirit Art, Construction Technique, Sequence #7: Living Terrain, causing the floor itself to attack the remaining leaders.

The combined assault was devastating.

Kael collapsed as his vitality drained below sustainable levels, his body shutting down despite desperate attempts to resist. He’d consumed three different Elixirs trying to sustain himself, but the Marauder Technique simply consumed everything he gained and transferred it to Rey.

Gorath found his existence becoming inconsistent—sometimes solid, sometimes partially translucent, reality unable to firmly anchor his presence. The inverted enhancement combined with reality desynchronization left him helpless, unable to act or defend himself effectively.

The Living Terrain erupted beneath the secondary leaders, stone and metal forming grasping hands that seized limbs, created obstacles, and actively worked to immobilize and crush anyone Rey designated as a target.

Vessa, finally recovered enough to act, made a desperate gamble. She activated her most powerful Artifact—a one-use item that created a massive spatial distortion, attempting to forcibly transport everyone out of the headquarters to scattered locations.

For a moment, reality bent around them, space folding in preparation for mass teleportation.

Then Rey activated his counter.

Null Art, Nullification Technique, Sequence #5: Absolute Suppression.

The Scroll consumed a significant amount of Ether from its stones, but the effect was undeniable—Vessa’s spatial distortion simply ceased functioning. Not disrupted or weakened, but completely nullified. The Artifact shattered, its one-use power expended without achieving any result.

Vessa’s expression transformed from desperate hope to absolute despair.

"No," she whispered. "No, this isn’t—we can’t—"

"You can’t win," Rey finished for her. "You never could. This was decided the moment I entered this room."

He raised both hands, preparing for the final assault that would eliminate the Fanged Serpent leadership entirely.

But before he could activate his next Technique, one of the secondary leaders—a man who’d been silent throughout the battle—made a suicidal charge. He’d consumed an Elixir that temporarily boosted his speed to supernatural levels, and he covered the distance to Rey in a fraction of a second.

"For the Serpent!" he screamed, driving a poisoned blade toward Rey’s heart.

The Storm Guard reacted, but not fast enough to completely stop the enhanced attack. The blade penetrated the wind barrier, got through the initial lightning discharge—

And stopped a centimeter from Rey’s chest, held by a barrier Rey had maintained throughout the entire battle but never revealed.

A defensive Artifact he’d activated before even entering the headquarters, designed specifically to prevent this exact scenario.

The attacker’s eyes widened in shock, realizing his desperate gambit had failed.

Rey grabbed the man’s wrist with his free hand and activated a Scroll he’d been holding in reserve.

Soul Art, Death Technique, Sequence #6: Death Seal.

The attacker was marked for inevitable death. Not immediate—the Technique didn’t kill instantly at this Sequence—but his fate was sealed. Within minutes, his body would fail, his life force would extinguish, and nothing short of High Sequence healing could prevent it.

Rey released him, and the man stumbled backward, feeling the mystical mark settling into his very soul.

"You were brave," Rey acknowledged. "But bravery without power is just another form of suicide."

He turned his attention back to the surviving leaders, his patience for this engagement finally exhausted.

Time to end this.

Rey withdrew two High Sequence Scrolls—resources he’d been conserving, but which were appropriate for concluding this extermination.

Spirit Art, Convergence Technique, Sequence #4: Unstable Phenomenon, and Soul Art, Marauder Technique, Sequence #3: Biological Dominion.

The first Scroll was activated, and reality within the headquarters began struggling to interpret the fusion of multiple elemental forces. Fire merged with lightning merged with earth in combinations that shouldn’t be stable, creating phenomena that physics and mystical law both rejected as impossible.

The air itself became hostile—breathing it caused internal burns. The ground radiated electricity that disrupted nervous systems. The ambient temperature fluctuated between extremes fast enough to cause physical shock.

The Fanged Serpent leaders screamed as their environment turned completely lethal.

And then the second Scroll activated, and Rey seized absolute control over their biological functions.

Hearts stopped beating. Lungs ceased drawing breath. Blood flow reversed direction. Nervous systems fired chaotically. Every autonomous process that kept a body alive suddenly obeyed Rey’s will instead of natural law.

Vessa clawed at her throat, unable to breathe despite her lungs being physically capable—Rey simply commanded them to stop.

Kael tried to scream, but his vocal cords no longer responded to his intent, only to Rey’s permission.

Gorath’s heart—already weakened by the inverted enhancement—stopped entirely, and Rey prevented it from restarting.

The secondary leaders collapsed one by one, their bodies betraying them under Rey’s absolute biological authority.

"This is what you chose," Rey said quietly, watching them die. "Thanks for the exercise."

He maintained the Techniques until all movement ceased, until every Fanged Serpent leader lay dead or dying on the floor.

Then he released the Biological Dominion, letting their bodies return to natural function—which, for most of them, meant completing the death process he’d initiated. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The headquarters was silent except for the crackling of fires and the groan of the damaged structure.

Rey surveyed his work with professional detachment. Dozens dead across seven branch locations. The entire leadership was eliminated here. The Fanged Serpent organization was effectively destroyed in a single night.

But he wasn’t finished.

Rey placed explosive charges throughout the headquarters—the same Chaos Art devices he’d used on the branches, along with additional Ether Stone arrays designed to create mystical disruption that would obscure evidence.

He set the timer for five minutes, giving himself time to evacuate.

Then he activated one final Scroll—Null Art, Erasure Technique, Sequence #4: Identity Loss, targeting the headquarters building itself.

The structure’s defining characteristics began eroding. What made it recognizable as "Fanged Serpent headquarters" started fading from reality. Records would become confused about what the building had housed. Memories of people who’d visited would blur.

The mystical signatures that identified it as belonging to a specific organization would vanish.

By the time the explosives detonated, the building would be just another anonymous structure in the Deep Market, and its destruction would appear to be random violence rather than targeted elimination.

Rey exited through a spatial displacement, teleporting to a rooftop several blocks away just as the timer reached zero.

BOOOOOOM!!!

The explosion was spectacular.

Chaos Art implosion-expansion, just like the branches, but larger—befitting the headquarters’ size. The building collapsed inward, then erupted outward in a shower of debris and mystical energy.

The Unstable Phenomenon he’d left active within the structure fed the explosion, creating secondary detonations as incompatible elements interacted catastrophically.

When the dust settled, nothing remained but a crater and scattered rubble.

The Fanged Serpent had ceased to exist.

Rey stood on the rooftop, watching the aftermath with satisfaction.

Emergency response teams would arrive soon.

They’d find evidence of an explosion, victims consistent with being caught in the blast, but nothing that pointed to a specific perpetrator.

Just another violent incident in the Dark Commerce District’s dangerous ecosystem.

’The Special Investigators will notice the similarities to other explosions,’ Rey thought. ’Just as I want them to.’

The night’s work was complete.

The Fanged Serpent—the organization that had betrayed the Red House, allied with the Blue Lotus and Yellow Lily, and positioned itself to seize House status—had been annihilated in a single coordinated strike.

"Now, I should—"

"You there..." A voice suddenly called out to Rey, causing his eyes to twitch a little.

He looked around him and found himself in what appeared to be an invisible prison. Space blurred, isolating himself and the newcomer from the rest of the world.

Then, he settled his gaze on the man who spoke.

He was dressed in a conspicuous uniform and gave a powerful aura, which made his identity unmistakable.

—A Special Investigator.

"There’s nowhere to run." The man smiled as he looked at Rey with deep resolve.

"Why don’t we have a little chat...