Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy-Chapter 200 :Awakening

A few minutes before the descent of the Evil Heavenly Spirit.

[Lucas POV]

"Aaaaahhhh!"

'Damn! It hurts. It burns like hell.'

'Ahhhh!'

Letting out a groan and coughing blood, I collapsed onto the ground with a hole in the left side of my chest.

If not for my body reacting at the very last moment, the small sharp beam of attack would have pierced through my chest and dug a hole right into my heart.

Though I might not have died still it would hurt.

I could feel sharp splinters from broken ribs and pieces of flesh getting stuck in my lungs, choking when I breathed.

I opened my lips to gasp the air and inhale it slowly to maintain my consciousness that was getting eroded by pain.

The attack came out of nowhere and suddenly threw me into disarray, however, it seems that this attack allowed me to regain control of my body.

Fuck…

Just what the fuck happened with my body.

That feeling of being yourself but not you.

Getting your body controlled by a force and unable to resist such a thing, is a mad sickening feeling that no one wants to go through.

Even though it was just for a moment, the sense of trepidation was beyond words.

'Just which asshole controlled my body.'

My anger erupted and was way out of control as if all the hormone levels in my body had reached a peak.

'I will kill that guy and hack him into a thousand pieces, I dry his meat with salt and grind it into pieces, I will scatter it over the plains for birds and others to eat.'

'By the way, who the hell sneak attacks me?'

Shady bastard.

Though I was blabbering non-stop for what seemed like an hour, hardly a few seconds had passed since I fell down

Since the protective amulet didn't activate, that means it wasn't a life-threatening attack.

Still, I may die for real and waste one precious life if I keep laying here on the floor with a gaping hole.

I should get up quickly.

I used my left hand to press the wounds to stop the blood loss and took out a potion from the storage ring.

As I tried to take the potion with my coarse body and burning pain pressing against my chest, a shadow flickered beside him.

THUD!

BANG!

Something slammed against my wrist and a crackling sound of snapping of bones cracked along with a sudden influx of pain assaulting my brain.

"Ahhhh!"

Gritting my teeth to suppress the groan emerging from the pain, I squeezed my eyes only to see a darkened scarred figure pressing his foot on my fist.

The small vial of potion was broken in my palm and the sharp shards of glass had penetrated my skin. The finger and knuckle bone seemed to be crushed.

Blood started to flow down from my palms drenching the ground.

The scarred man let out an evil smile and looked down with a hint of surprise and a hint of playfulness.

"You broke out of the three-fold illusion. That's rare."He asked curiously while stopping from pressing his soles further.

"Believe me that's rare."

I don't know why but I felt that this guy's curiosity might be the reason for my death anniversary.

Instead of succumbing to his menacing glare, I snickered.

"So, are you here to congratulate me? In that case, why don't you compensate me with a potion? You can give more than one."

"It's not as if I mind," I answered laughing crazily while planning to detonate a bomb if things became worse.

"Hahahahaha!"The man burst into laughter.

"What a crazy guy?"

"You will be a fine addition to my undead. It seems I struck gold."

"You want to turn me undead.''

My eyes flashed with weariness.

This guy, isn't he being too much?

Damn, I will blast the bomb the moment he comes closer.

"For making me an undead, you need to kill me first but can you even kill me."

"Do you even have the .."

BANG!

The man kicked my face and stomped on it.

An agonising crushing pain spread through my face.

"Shut up! You talk too much."

With a violent roar, the man raised his fist.

Black lightning coagulated over his hands and at this time, his dark scaly eyes shone with a flash of happiness thinking about the prospect of gaining a toy.

Condensing a mass of dense magical energy, he shot down his fist towards my heart with murderous intent.

CRUNG!

His fist stooped just a few inches away from my chest, unable to move further as if an invisible barrier had appeared between the fist and my chest.

BOOM!

"Ahhhh!"

The man's body was jolted back with the same force he tried to hit me.

The protective amulet also had a repulsive function that deflected a portion of the attack by the enemy.

Just having a protective amulet is useless.

As in the case of the enemy was quite close to me and was stopped by the barrier, can't he just stand in and wait for the barrier to disappear and he can strike me again and again until the amulet loses its power?

Even if I run, the enemy might keep chasing me. I realised this fact a bit late and then asked for a Vice-President Lee of Hunter association for another one who exchanged the previous one with the current one.

Seeing the man rolling on the ground, I knew this was my chance.

I moved my hand, took out another potion and but a mental pain seemed to overwhelm him, my vision became blank.

Yes, it became blank due to an excruciating pressure on my mind as if someone placed a huge weight on my head.

"What the hell happened now?"

Using all my accumulated knowledge of my previous life to curse with everything I have, I gritted my teeth and raised my chin a bit to drop the potion straight into my lips.

However, as soon as my face was lifted a bit.

I felt goosebumps.

My whole body shook as if my whole existence was going to tear apart.

Whether it was due to my bad luck or a mistake on my part, just when I raised my face, my eyes saw a huge pupil descending down the sky.

My vision was distorted and torn apart and everything turned black as if returning to nothingness.

In deathly stillness, a cacophony of shrill steps of a man stepping over some kind of liquid crackled.

"It seems that's the furthest you can go by yourself."

"Still it is better than previous times of getting killed even before reaching the academy or getting killed by committing suicide due to peer pressure."

Just then, a series of thoughts screamed through my head with an increasing intensity , that for a moment tore apart the veil of sanity.

Through my remaining consciousness, I tried to voice my thoughts and recover but my senses burst when I saw a familiar face similar to mine right before my eyes.

With a blood-red smile hanging over his lips, he caressed my face.

"Even though your incompetence level is a bit too high, it's still better than the other version so for now leave everything to me and enjoy the sweetest slumber of abyss."

'Who…are..?"

"Me….hahahhahah!''

"What a question to ask oneself."

"I am you."

'The best version of you."

"The greatest you of all time." 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝒏𝙤𝒗𝒆𝒍．𝒄𝙤𝙢

As soon as the majestic cold tone faded, my mind was blown apart and a string of invisible messages flashed across my retina as I succumbed to deep darkness.

[Host consciousness is clashing against another.]

[Forcefully repelling the other one.]

[Error]

[Unable to repel.]

[Consciousness is overridden.]

[Host consciousness is overtaken by the other host.]