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.

all his preparations complete—his Enchanted Items working perfectly, and his Skills activated—Ogun felt like

was ready to pounce

'Hehehe… let's go!'

~WHOOOSH!~

traces of his eyes glowing red as he moved like

and he became

let

your face in with my Bloody Bat!" He yelled and

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

it was too big, and it was bound to finish

more, but it looks like

know why he felt relieved by this conclusion, but he shrugged off those useless thoughts and watched as his weapon made

It was the en—

"This weapon…"

as that voice echoed, the masked man

—AGAIN!

expressed his thoughts as he looked at the absolutely absurd

'How is this happening?!'

bare handedly stop a weapon that was

even seem to

masked man seemed to be trembling as he

his creeping fear was

[Intimidation Aura], and he's probably struggling

the spiky club,

aware of Bloody Bat's ability? Looks

decided he would try a few more times and pummel his foe until he was nothing but

However—

isn't it

club seemed to be stuck in

was as if it was being sucked further away from

'What the he—?!'

~WUUUUM!~

his thoughts, he felt an overwhelmingly chilly aura spread from the

his body to tremble and his teeth

have to copy such a Skill? Taking human lives in exchange

see the expression that the masked man had

this had to be

like you're giving me a reason to

know why he gulped the