Transmigrated As An Extra In The Apocalypse-Chapter 95 - 94: Two Against One

The orc lord’s snarl deepened, his breath coming in ragged huffs as he locked eyes with me.

His crimson gaze burned with fury, but beneath it, I saw something else.

A crack in the unshakable confidence he had wielded like a weapon.

He knows.

He knows something is slipping from his grasp.

He knows I’ve done something great to him.

And that’s what makes him reckless.

With a guttural roar, he surged forward, his massive frame blurring with terrifying speed.

His club, heavy enough to shatter buildings, swung through the air in an arc meant to crush me where I stood.

Fast—

Too fast.

I braced myself, my muscles tensing, but before the impact could land—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire rang out, sharp and relentless, cutting through the chaos.

A streak of silver bullets shot toward the orc lord, slamming onto his amour.

Each round struck with force, disrupting his momentum, forcing him to falter.

Beth.

She stood her sniper rifle gleaming in the dim battlefield haze.

Smoke curled from the barrel as she reloaded with practiced precision, her expression cool and focused.

"Not on my watch, you overgrown pig." she muttered, leveling the scope back on him.

The orc lord staggered, his forward dash interrupted.

His crimson eyes darted toward Beth, and for a split second, rage flared even hotter.

He turned, ready to charge her now—

Bang!

Another shot.

Clang!

This one struck his shoulder, forcing him to lurch backward.

"You should keep your eyes on your real opponent," I called out, straightening as I clenched my fists.

His head snapped back to me, but this time, something was different.

He wasn’t just angry, he was wary.

Beth had forced him back.

And now, he hesitated.

I smirked, rolling my shoulders.

"What’s wrong? Not so eager anymore?"

Suddenly something else entered my mind.

Beth was moving.

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Just moments ago, everyone, Edward, the soldiers, even Beth, had been frozen, trapped in the same terrifying stillness that had almost swallowed me whole.

The orc lord’s power had rendered them completely motionless.

Yet here she was, standing tall, reloading her sniper rifle with a smirk that made it clear she wasn’t struggling like I had been.

"How are you moving?" I asked, my voice sharp with disbelief.

Beth simply gave me a sideways glance, her lips curling into something between amusement and mild annoyance.

"Tsk, Golden Girl. You just had to ruin my plan, didn’t you?"

I frowned.

"Plan?"

She let out a small sigh, as if I had just stepped on the punchline of her joke.

"I was pretending to be frozen so I could set up a proper ambush." She motioned toward her rifle. "If you hadn’t made such a dramatic move, I would’ve caught him completely off guard. But nooo, you just had to go and act all heroic."

The realization hit me like a truck.

Beth had never been frozen.

She had been waiting, watching, and positioning herself for the perfect shot while the orc lord thought he had already won.

And that meant—

"You nullified it." The words left my mouth before I could stop them.

Beth’s smirk widened slightly, but she neither confirmed nor denied it.

She simply rolled her shoulders, adjusting her stance.

"Took you long enough to figure it out."

I felt a strange mix of emotions, relief, admiration, and just a little irritation.

Here I had been, struggling with every ounce of strength I had, my body breaking just to move an inch...

Meanwhile, Beth had already overcome it long ago.

"You could’ve said something," I muttered, crossing my arms.

"And miss the look on your face just now?" She gave me a teasing wink. "No way."

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head.

"You’re impossible."

"That’s what makes me fun."

Despite the tension in the air, I couldn’t help but smirk.

Typical idiot.

Even in the middle of all this, she still found a way to be insufferably smug.

But now, we had the advantage.

I turned my gaze back toward the orc lord.

He was still wary, still confused about why things weren’t going the way he expected.

Perfect.

"Alright, since you’re so good at planning," I said, cracking my knuckles, "what’s next?"

Beth grinned, snapping her rifle shut.

"Now? Now we make him regret thinking he could take us down."

The orc lord’s gaze locked onto me, his red eyes burning with something more than just anger.

There was calculation in his stare now, a wariness that hadn’t been there before.

His massive chest rose and fell with each deep breath, his grip tightening around his weapon.

"You..." His voice rumbled like distant thunder. "That ability of yours... it isn’t normal, huh."

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, rolling my shoulders as the lingering pain in my limbs pulsed like an aftershock.

No kidding.

I met his glare, offering a small smirk.

"You think I don’t know that?"

The orc lord narrowed his eyes.

I let out a breath, flexing my fingers as I felt the strange energy coursing through me.

It was erratic, untamed, like I had barely scratched the surface of something far bigger than myself.

And truthfully?

That wasn’t an exaggeration.

"To be honest," I admitted, "I don’t even know what my ability really is or what it can fully do."

The orc lord’s expression flickered with something unreadable.

Confusion?

Amusement?

It was hard to tell.

"But," I continued, planting my feet firmly on the ground, "I do know one thing."

I clenched my fist.

"I don’t need to understand it completely," I said, my voice steady. "All I care about is that if I can weaken your nullification, even just a little bit, then that’s enough."

The orc lord let out a low growl, shifting his stance slightly, as if anticipating my next move.

"I know it’ll strengthen back eventually," I went on, my eyes never leaving his. "But that tiny moment of weakness? That’s all I need to defeat you."

Silence stretched between us, thick with tension.

The orc lord’s fingers flexed around his club, his knuckles tightening until they looked almost pale against his dark green skin.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, he let out a deep, guttural chuckle.

"Foolish."

I tilted my head.

"We’ll see about that."

Because I wasn’t just betting on my ability.

I was betting on myself.

A sudden shift rippled through the air.

It wasn’t something I could see, but I felt it, like the very fabric of reality cracked just a little.

A tremor rolled beneath my feet, subtle at first, then growing stronger, sending a shiver up my spine.

I wasn’t the only one who noticed it.

The orc lord, who had been entirely focused on me, suddenly tensed.

His massive body stiffened, his gaze snapping to the side as if sensing something he hadn’t accounted for.

A low, guttural growl rumbled from deep in his throat, his fingers tightening around his weapon.

And then—

CRACK!

The world lurched.