The Cursed Extra: Bloodline of Sacrifice-Chapter 142: The Weight of Darkness

"I want to awaken the Darkness element."

A pause.

Then—

{Why?}

Caspian stopped walking.

Leaning against the dormitory wall, he crossed his arms, thinking.

"t's simple — If I awaken it," Caspian continued, "I can just sacrifice the corruption. My bloodline accepts sacrifices—I can trade the corruption away for some points. The risk is high, but the benefits…"

{If the government finds out?} Bloodmoon guessed.

"Exactly."

Even those born with natural darkness affinity were placed under strict supervision. The world didn't trust those who wielded it. If you wanted to live a quiet life, the government would let you be.

But if you sought power? If you tried to grow?

They would lock you up.

"Because darkness corrupts."

"The benefits are too large to ignore."

For a long moment, there was nothing but the faint hum of mana flowing through the academy's walls.

Then, Bloodmoon finally spoke.

{…You're right.}

That wasn't what Caspian expected to hear.

Bloodmoon was usually the cautious one when it came to irreversible decisions.

{But,} the sword continued, {you have to be extra alert. One slip, and this won't end with just you being locked up.}

Caspian understood.

If he lost control… If the corruption became stronger than his will…

It wouldn't just be his own life at risk.

"I know."

He pushed off the wall, continuing toward his room.

"Let's work on it."

....

The air was thick with tension, the faint hum of the protective arena barriers.

Five against five.

Across from them, Team Void stood in a disciplined 3-2 formation—three at the front, two at the back.

A balanced offense-defense setup.

A formation meant to control the pace of battle.

Caspian adjusted his stance, feeling the snug pressure of the combat suit against his skin.

Three capsules attached to his suit—one on the back, two on his shoulders. If all three were ruptured, he was out.

Simple rules. Difficult execution.

"Ready?" the referee called.

"Yes," both teams answered in unison.

"Begin!"

The moment the signal was given, Team Void exploded into motion.

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—Frontline: Three figures surged forward like a well-trained spear.

—Backline: Two held their positions, readying ranged attacks.

Caspian barely had a second to process the movement before hell descended.

BOOM!

A burst of concussive force sent a shockwave across the battlefield—Lyrius had already moved.

His ability, Gravity Manipulation, twisted the battlefield in an instant.

The ground beneath the enemy's feet warped, forcing them to shift stances.

Calenthir capitalized.

A portal flashed open behind the enemy frontline, causing one of them to instinctively dodge backward—right into another portal.

Disoriented. Exposed. Vulnerable.

"Kairos! Vera!" Caspian barked.

Vera nocked an arrow, his enhanced archery ability letting him fire rapidly.

The arrow ignited with a faint silver glow—tracking magic, meant to follow a moving target.

Kairos followed up.

His ability—Wave Distortion.

The air rippled around his hands as he unleashed a shockwave toward the enemy frontline.

A powerful technique, meant to unbalance their footing even further.

Yet—

It failed.

The opposing team adapted immediately.

The enemy's vanguard split apart, one taking the brunt of the attack while the other two closed the distance.

Caspian felt it. Fast. Too fast.

He barely had time to react before a figure lunged toward him—

An axe swung.

Caspian barely ducked, feeling the pressure slice just above his head.

"Tch." He clicked his tongue, shifting back to reassess.

Their frontliners were strong.

One in particular—a fighter with short-cropped violet hair and an unsettlingly calm demeanor—was targeting him specifically.

Team Void's Abilities

1. Frontline (3 members):

Marcus (The Axe User): Ability – Momentum Surge. The longer he fights, the stronger and faster his attacks become.

Varren (The Spear User): Ability – Kinetic Counter. Every hit he blocks builds up force, which he can unleash in a devastating counterattack.

Seraph (The Brawler): Ability – Burst Step. Allows instantaneous short-range teleportation, making him unpredictable in close combat.

2. Backline (2 members):

Aegis (The Barrier User): Ability – Forcefield Manipulation. Creates mid-air shields, deflecting incoming attacks.

Zane (The Artillery Mage): Ability – Explosive Convergence. Can make multiple attacks home in on a single target, forcing them into a defensive stance.

A well-balanced, oppressive team.

Caspian felt his pulse steadying.

This wasn't just a match.

This was war.

A Losing Start

"Damn it—"

Caspian twisted his body as an attack barely grazed past his shoulder.

He tried to counter, but Marcus' Momentum Surge was already kicking in—his axe swings were getting faster and heavier.

Caspian couldn't match his raw power.

Meanwhile, Kairos and Vera were struggling.

Their synergy was off.

Vera's arrows were fast—but Aegis' barriers blocked them too easily.

Kairos' Wave Distortion could have disrupted their movements—but Darren's Kinetic Counter absorbed it like a sponge.

It was a bad matchup.

The momentum was slipping away.

The Only Hope—Lyrius & Calenthir

The two worked in perfect unison—

Lyrius' gravity distortions were unpredictable, pulling enemies off-balance at crucial moments.

Calenthir abused this perfectly—placing portals in their blind spots, forcing them into disadvantageous positions.

But it wasn't enough.

Because Team Void was too damn coordinated.

Each time Lyrius created an opening, Zane's Explosive Convergence forced them back into a defensive position.

Each time Calenthir tried to isolate an enemy, Seraph's Burst Step teleported him back into position.

It was like fighting a moving wall.

And Caspian was dead weight right now.

His role was supposed to be the frontline disruptor—but Marcus wasn't letting him breathe.

I need to move.

He needed a plan. A new angle. A different approach.

Or else—

They were going to lose this.

.

Chaos.

That was the only way to describe the battlefield now.

The once-disciplined formations had broken into a fragmented clash of power, tactics, and raw instinct.

Caspian twisted his body, barely dodging another heavy axe swing from Marcus.

The sheer force of it rippled through the air, kicking up a gust of wind as it slammed into the ground where he stood moments ago.

He's getting stronger.

The more Marcus fought, the more his ability Momentum Surge built up, increasing both speed and strength.

And Caspian was running out of time to counter it.

Across the battlefield, Vera wasn't faring any better.

His arrows were fast—but not fast enough.

Aegis' barriers were too well-placed.

Each time Vera tried to find an opening, a translucent shield materialized in his way, redirecting the arrow just enough to miss.

And then—the real threat struck.

Zane had been waiting.

A flick of his fingers—Explosive Convergence activated.

Three orbs of condensed force materialized around Vera, glowing with an ominous red energy.

They launched toward him simultaneously.

Vera pivoted, desperately trying to dodge.

But the orbs weren't normal projectiles.

The moment Vera avoided one, the others twisted mid-air, locking onto his movement.

His eyes widened.

"Shit—!"

BOOM!

The impact was brutal.

His suit's first capsule shattered instantly.

The second detonated barely a second later.

The force of the blast sent Vera stumbling backward—straight into Marcus' waiting axe.

A heavy, blunted strike to the chest.

The final capsule ruptured.

A loud buzz rang through the battlefield.

[Vera – Eliminated.]