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.

I can no longer use my previous abilities. Most of them were abandoned upon the reset, but that's fine." He began to draw

have

in his eyes as Claudius heard words

him, and the crimson glow in his eyes took on the same hue. It radiated, pulsating forth until the litter of corpses began to exhibit the

Then—

"Hollow Technique #7…"

held its breath as it waited

he and his allies were still. Normally, they

Yet…

feels like an impenetrable wall

shock that paralyzed them, but Claudius

Something akin to instinct.

"… Compound Corpse."

words, the meaty flesh and bloodied entrails of the corpses began to

converge, all of them seeping into the distorted

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

body was covered in the flesh

it rose to

tall, with a plump body that showed the combination of several life forms being merged into

toes or some heads sticking out

longer

was… a

of the night with this." The Ebony man stretched his

pride. It almost seemed like the man thought his actions warranted thanks

than that, however, Claudius was

him as the Undead

something of this level with merely a few words and no prior

seem like the man had put any effort

essence, Miasma—that was slowly

It was immensely dense.

gulped and his mind

which means this one is a Necromancer…' Claudius

belonged to a special

laws of the world even

their power over even life