The Extra's Advent: My Villainess Fiancée is a Yandere-Chapter 41: The Stupid False God

Luke ran toward the pillar of silver.

Cold wind rushed past his face as he sprinted across the empty street.

He didn’t remember this incident from his previous life.

Well... he had only recalled it after seeing the civilians who had been controlled.

In his previous life, he had been a rather carefree guy.

Back then, he had Kira and two other girls as his teammates.

At that time, he truly didn’t realize they were flirting with him.

Although, as he grew older, it became painfully obvious.

That said, he had only been a sixteen-year-old boy.

A boy who liked to be praised. A boy who liked being the center of attention.

But he was no longer that carefree boy.

He was someone who had witnessed the end of the world.

The memories of that day still lingered in his mind like a nightmare that refused to fade.

Before that existence known as the Genesis Calamity, vampires, demons, and monsters were nothing but fodder.

Luke’s jaw tightened as his face darkened.

He had many regrets.

A promise he had failed to keep.

And an answer he still needed from his father.

But...

This life would be different.

He would make it different.

The streets blurred past him as his feet struck the cracked stone road again and again.

Those vampires were the instigators behind the Genesis Calamity.

They had hastened its arrival.

Luke knew how to stop that acceleration.

If he interfered with their plans now, humanity would gain more time to prepare.

However...

The calamity itself was unavoidable.

Luke had accepted that truth long ago.

And he didn’t believe he could face it alone.

He needed strong allies.

People with potential. People who could grow strong enough to stand beside him in the future.

He still had ten years before the calamity arrived.

But ten years was far from enough.

Unless...

His thoughts paused.

There was one exception.

A person who might have possessed the power to stop the calamity entirely.

Elowyn Strix.

The Sovereign of Red Heart.

Even now, Luke could not understand her.

Her path of growth was a complete mystery.

After Cael’s death, during the Death Valley Incident, she vanished for nearly two years.

At that time, she had only been [Diamond 2].

Then, after two years...

She returned, but she was no longer the same person he had known.

Within those two years, she surpassed every human alive.

She stood alone at the very peak of power.

The strongest existence.

And after her return...

Her path was filled with nothing but massacre.

The near extinction of vampires. Entire cities turned into graveyards.

Luke still remembered those days clearly.

But what frustrated him the most...

Was something much simpler.

He or any person could no longer call her by her name.

Whenever they tried to say it... their lips would betray them.

Instead of Elowyn, the word that left their mouth was always the same.

"Sovereign."

Luke clenched his fist.

It was frustrating.

His anger. His helplessness.

Those emotions had been building up for a very long time.

And today...

He was finally going to vent it.

Not to mention...

The target perfectly deserved what was about to happen.

Luke arrived at the center of the pillar of silver.

The light stretched high into the sky like a divine spear. Strange runic patterns rotated slowly along the ground, forming a massive ritual circle.

At the center of it stood a gray-haired old vampire.

His back was slightly bent, his skin covered with deep wrinkles. Yet the faint aura surrounding him revealed his current strength, [Gold 2].

But once, long ago, he had stood at [Diamond 3].

Around him, dozens of children and teenagers lay unconscious on the ground. Their bodies were wrapped in threads of silver light that flowed into the formation beneath the old vampire’s feet.

The ritual hummed softly.

The old vampire slowly raised his head when Luke stepped into the circle.

His cloudy eyes studied Luke carefully.

"A human child...?"

His lips curled into a mocking smile.

"And you came alone. In my prime, I could have killed a hundred of you with a single spell."

Luke didn’t respond.

He simply drew his sword.

The blade reflected the silver light of the formation.

The old vampire mistook the silence for hesitation.

"Young people these days truly don’t understand fear."

"You think talent is enough to challenge someone with centuries of experience?"

Luke took a step forward as he vanished.

-CLANG

The old vampire’s eyes widened as Luke’s sword struck his claws.

The ground beneath their feet cracked from the impact.

"So fast—"

Before the vampire could finish, Luke’s blade flashed again.

-SLASH

A deep wound opened across the vampire’s chest.

The old vampire stumbled back in shock.

Luke’s movements were calmly efficient and precise.

There was no wasted motion in his swordsmanship.

The old vampire roared and lunged forward, his claws tearing through the air.

Luke stepped aside.

His sword moved like flowing water.

-CLANG

-SLASH

-CLANG

Every exchange ended the same way.

The vampire was forced back. Again. And again.

The old vampire’s breathing grew heavier.

’Impossible.’

’This human boy...’

It felt as if he were fighting someone who had already lived through countless battles.

In truth, he was.

Luke had reached [Origin] in his previous life.

Even without his former power, the experience carved into his body remained.

To Luke, this fight was nothing more than routine.

Another sword flashed across the vampire’s shoulder.

Blood splattered onto the glowing formation.

The old vampire staggered.

"You...!"

Rage twisted his face.

"You dare humiliate me?!"

His claws slammed into the ground.

The ritual circle suddenly shone brighter.

The silver light surrounding the unconscious children began to pulse violently.

Threads of light started to peel away from their bodies.

Their life force.

It flowed through the formation and rushed toward the old vampire.

The wrinkles on his skin slowly began to fade.

His hunched posture straightened slightly.

Luke’s eyes narrowed.

"Tch."

The ritual was accelerating.

The old vampire laughed as the life force poured into his body. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"You were strong, boy."

"But experience wins in the end!"

"Now... even if you kill me, the people here will die."

The silver light intensified.

The formation began to spin faster.

Luke swung his sword repeatedly, trying to disrupt the ritual.

But the mana barrier surrounding the circle blocked every attempt.

He couldn’t stop it. Or rather...

He didn’t know how to stop it.

The old vampire grinned.

"Soon, my strength will return! Soon I will regain my—"

A sword ray flashed.

But this time, it wasn’t Luke’s.

The next moment, the flowing mana inside the ritual suddenly collapsed.

The silver light surrounding the children flickered violently.

Then it slowly faded.

The life force threads snapped apart like broken strings.

The ritual formation dimmed instantly.

The old vampire’s laughter froze on his face.

"What...?"

Luke also turned his head.

Standing at the edge of the formation was Cael.

His sword was still extended from the slash.

The faint residue of mana nullification shimmered in the air.

Then Cael casually lowered his blade and spoke in a carefree tone.

"...So, this is the stupid false ’god’ behind all this."