Extra's Perfect Ending-Chapter 334: Unexpected arrival

The skeleton’s hollow eye sockets seemed to widen in surprise. The spell he’d tried to prevent had triggered. Light engulfed their bodies as the Emperor glanced upward. The mountain’s ceiling, once looming overhead, had disintegrated—molten rock now strewn across the ruins like smoldering shards of a shattered sky.

Soon, only molten rock remained, its surface seething and bubbling. The spell’s ferocity had intensified—a consequence of the far more brutal price paid. Had it been fueled by pure mystic power, the light would have radiated softly, like a dawn breaking through storm clouds. Instead, it roared.

Both of their bodies were yanked upward into the white room, just as Sanchez had been. He’d never imagined he’d return to this place twice in a single day.

Sanchez was lucky the Emperor’s arrogance blinded him to the truth: as he retreated, bleeding, he’d secretly carved the spell circle using his bleeding blood. The sheer size of the sigil drained him mercilessly—blood loss teetering him on death’s edge—but finally, it worked. He’d made it inside.

Sanchez had no time to dwell on it. The Emperor summoned alongside him within the sigil’s bounds, still lingered. Before the skeletal ruler could assess their surroundings, Sanchez had already chosen their destination—hurtling them both into the void. He ought to check on Nena, but hesitation meant death. If he survived, he’d pray for her soul later—if there was a "later" at all.

The light then shone brightly inside the room and their body was dragged down onto the ground. That day the the people all said that the church had performed a miracle. The light of god shone down on the ground and price through the cathedral. creating a giant hole in their marvelous architecture.

At the center of it, two beings were sent down. One of the skeletons and a human. However, the skeleton look far better than the human that was bleeding from losing his arm.

Following the commotion, all the priests and the church came to check it out. Not every day that one gets to see the miracle for themself. However, upon seeing the scene, they found it oddly weird. Even downright heretical.

"Cardinal!" One priest yelled out upon seeing the condition the cardinal was in. "Get the healer down there"

The skeleton was a bit stunned by all that was happening. However, he also realizes that he was sent to enemy territories. Surrounded by different priests the emperor could only smirk at how weak they were.

However, there was still a task he needed to finish. That was to kill Sanchez who was on the death door. The guy was holding the arm that the emperor had cut off and from the look on his face, the sleepy priest was not having a good time.

The emperor raised his sword, ready to finish the job however at that moment someone got in between the emperor and Sanchez, the speed was fast but the emperor needed a car.

The word swung down to Sachez, aiming to sever the guy’s head. However, at that moment the person who came in front of them received the blade with his bare hand. At that moment the emperor realized that the person was not simple. Because the person was using a crude form of Mystic Aura.

"Who are you?" The emperor asked, interested in the person. Being able to use a mystic aura is the right of the truly strong person.

"I go by Ryron but, people usually call me the Pope"

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Nena was able to quickly secure all of the people out of the fake one grasped. Her power got outclassed by the fake would but the versatility was still there.

"I think you guys should give up and let me capture you," The fake Nena said while her ten-cloth body attacked all at once. The real Nena felt even weirder than most, fighting herself made her realize that her power was very anoyying. Especially when she also had to protect other people.

"Are you sure we could win this?"

Nena said while protecting Reeva. The young apostle said that there was a way to win this fight, however as of now she couldn’t figure out what to do. Her opponent was a better version of her that had a domain while she only had her infinite golden cloth.

Sure it could hold her clone for a bit but it wouldn’t be that long until she ran out of mystic power. From the look of it, her clone stole her power with a much better handling of mystic power and had a mystic pool larger than her.

If she wanted to win this fight, then she needed to sacrifice something for the sun god to help them. Which would be her last resort.

"...." Reeva thought for a bit and nodded. There’s a fight scene inside the novel that shows them defeating Lunto. It’s very easy and very hard at the same time. The best case scenario for them was to fight Lunto before he copied someone but when he copied someone, he also needed to be mindful of his own copy too.

Because when he transformed into Nena he looks past something very crucial.

"Who are you?!"

Reeva asked the fake Nena, he shouted loud enough for her to listen in. However, Lunto knew better than to entertain such a question. First of all, his power was not perfect, he still needed to do something that conflicted with the original copy. However, he could get past that by just not thinking about it.

If he believed that he was the original with all the power then none of that would happen. He had fallen prey to it before and he would not be entertaining that thought.

"I’m Nena of course, are you blind?"

However, unbeknownst to him, the original body of his copy was not that bright.

"You like the shower hot or cold?"

"Why would I want to be in hot water? it would burn my skin"

Nena felt a bit weird hearing the other answer question. However, she could totally see herself answering these dumb questions when fighting. Especially if she thought he already had the upper hand.

"The sun god would be disappointed sun you for choosing the cold water"

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"What!? no way... fuck"

Despite going through this before, Lunto couldn’t help but feel like a complete fool. When he acknowledged that the sun god was his god, he felt that at the moment he was Nean.

He fell into that line of thought and it would be hard for him to come back, just because of how stupidly talkative this girl was. If it was another mystic user the person would be smart enough to not answer these questions.

"Then why are we fighting!? We are of the sun god."

Reeva continues to press the question. And it seemed to be working. The fake Nean attack was considerably slower than before. her mind is occupied with the question that Reeva presented.

"Because....."

The real Nean couldn’t believe that just mere words would be this effective. Her golden cloth received considerably less damage the moment Reeva talked. he wondered if she even needed to fight.

"This is pointless, we of the sun god don’t have to fight!"

"No.. there’s something wrong... Why am I fighting me?.. and the apostle... aghhh"

Her hand pressed against her head and she thought about it pretty hard. Lunto inside who’s like the passenger of that boy felt like he was watching a bomb blow up in real time. At this rate, the Nena copy would just be confused and dead because of all the attacks.

"Are you really the sun god priest?"

"Yes... No.. Wait..."

The Fake Nena was fighting with Lunto’s suggestion to kill the real Nena. However, it’s not looking good for the emperor’s lackey. Usually, his suggestions could overpower the belief, even if it conflicted with the original goal or ideal simply because he had more mystic power.

However, it wasn’t so simple when he turned into Nena, simply because his own power came from the emperor and the trust he had for the man. And Nena whose mystic power came from the sun god who as Lunto guessed had already ascended to godhood.

In his curly state, overwriting such a thing would be nearly impossible. He would need the emperor to become a god to pull this off. As it stands now, the Fake Nena is having trouble recognizing reality.

"Attack!"

The Demon Reeva saw the chance. Nena and Hilda were already on it. Even before Reeva was yelling the girls were already preparing their attack, after all, it looked like a golden opportunity.

A knife and cloth flew out, aiming to kill the fake Nean. Lunto pushed the suggestion even harder and managed to make the copy move to defend herself. He heaved a sigh of relief because, even in a confused state, the fake Nean was able to withstand all of the opponent’s assault.

However, after a bit of time, the fake Nean started laughing.