An Extra’s POV

Ogun only had three Skills.

The first one; his most important Skill which was exclusive to him alone—[Damage Nullification].

This was his golden finger; the sole Skill that made him capable of rising up the ranks and defeating countless opponents without getting as much as a scratch on him.

With it, unless someone was absurdly strong or if a much higher Level than him—with a better Clsss to boot—they could never compare to him.

Other than this Skill, he had two more.

[Power Output] and [Intimidation Aura].

The former allowed him to explosively increase his combat ability by increasing his strength to an unimaginable degree while also costing himself in dense, powerful Mana.

As for the latter Skill, it caused his opponents to tremble in fear; allowing them to grow paranoid and even sluggish in their movements.

Even the most skilled opponent would find it difficult to move properly if their body wasn't listening to them as a result of fear.

As Ogun tightly gripped his club, he activated its special ability.

~VWUUUUMMM!!!~

Dark red energy covered it, and blackish red lightning sparked around him as he chuckled like the monster that he was.

The earth around him caved in as his overwhelming power began to deep out in disturbing amounts.

His Club was called 'Barbarian's Bloody Bat' and it could imbue itself with energy equivalent to how many human lives it had extinguished.

Yes… human lives.

The gap in strength between each life taken wasn't too much, so he had to eliminate a lot of foes for the Club to have a slight boost in power.

It was almost like Leveling Up, but for a weapon.

It even got increasingly harder to see growth when he pummeled down weak foes, so Ogun currently sought stronger people to smash in with his club.

Right here and now, he had found two; Yuri and the man before him.

'After I kill both of them, I wonder how much stronger the Club will get…'

Ogun's thoughts were already dwelling in the realm of absolutes; there was no possibility of failure.

Items working perfectly, and his Skills

ready to pounce

'Hehehe… let's go!'

~WHOOOSH!~

sharp blur, with traces of his

in the world slowed down and he

experience, but Ogun did not let

Bloody

a colossal mountain compressed into a mere club—carrying the entire pressure of wind as

big, and it was bound to finish him off with

but it looks like this will soon

shrugged off those

It was the en—

"This weapon…"

echoed, the masked man raised his hand and

—AGAIN!

bulging eyes clearly expressed his thoughts as he looked

'How is this happening?!'

stop a weapon that was

to be taking any

masked man

his creeping

of my [Intimidation Aura], and he's probably

only one hand to stop the spiky club, Ogun still chose to believe that as the only

ability? Looks like it intimidated

a few more times and pummel his foe

However—

isn't it

in

if it was being sucked further away from his grip the

'What the he—?!'

~WUUUUM!~

could conclude his thoughts, he felt an overwhelmingly chilly

his body to tremble and

to copy such a Skill? Taking

see the expression that the masked man had under his guise,

this had

me a reason to kill

why he gulped the moment he heard