An Extra’s POV

Scylla's Recon Unit didn't have members as strong as the Nine Heads of Destruction—except maybe Jawl—but they were still elite.

They matched the Mercenary Gang's Elite in ability, though they were sorely lacking in numbers.

What made them even more scary was their cloaking speciality and stealthy maneuvers.

In that regard, they were definitely superior to the Mercenary Gang's Elite.

If it came to an enclosed space, especially in the dark, if they had their numbers… there was hardly any enemy they couldn't beat.

Yet…

'W-what is this…?!'

Claudius' jaws trembled as he watched the bodies of all the members of Scylla's Recon Unit descend from above and plop to the ground.

Blood sullied the stained clothes of everyone present, further bathing them in the crimson liquids that once flowed through people.

"This one seemed to be the leader, so I gave him special treatment." A voice came from the man in the black suit, forcing Claudius to raise his head.

Once he did, he saw one body appearing out of nowhere, as he was held from the head by the dark-suited man.

'I-Is that… Jawl …?' Claudius' confusion was understandable, considering how the man looked like now.

All the skin had been peeled off the body, and it also seemed like the hair had been yanked out very violently.

The two eye sockets were empty, with thin strands of flesh protruding out to hold the dangling eyeballs that hung beyond their hollow sockets.

No teeth. The body was a vile representation of a human, but the worst part was…

'He's still alive…?'

Compared to the mangled corpses that filled their sight, the one whom Claudius suspected to be Jawl still seemed to be breathing—albeit barely.

"It would be a waste to just leave him be, so I'll do this instead."

The ebony man flung the skinless body forward, causing it to land on the pile of flesh and blood that stood a distance from him.

previous abilities. Most of them were abandoned upon the

just have to

dark gleam appeared in his eyes as Claudius heard words he didn't

the same hue. It radiated, pulsating forth until the litter of corpses began to

Then—

"Hollow Technique #7…"

waited for the man to complete

his allies were still. Normally, they would

Yet…

feels like an impenetrable wall is in

that paralyzed them, but Claudius thought it was something

Something akin to instinct.

"… Compound Corpse."

flesh and bloodied entrails of

started to converge, all of them seeping into the distorted forms

blood vanished, all of the plump flesh began to seep into just one target—the skinless form of the one who was yet to

covered in the flesh of

It gave heavy breaths as it rose to

a plump body that

toes or some heads sticking out of the robust abomination that stood tall

longer be called

a being of

thought, as an appetizer, you could enjoy your first battle of the night with this." The Ebony

the man thought

than that, however,

see the eyes of his comrades on him as the Undead Monster stood before

a few words and no prior preparations? What Level

didn't seem like the man had put any effort at all in

the corrupted Mana—in essence, Miasma—that was slowly rising from the massive entity

It was immensely dense.

his mind went to

an Undead creature, which means this one is a Necromancer…' Claudius narrowed his

belonged to a

the laws of the world even more

power