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.

of them were abandoned upon the reset, but that's fine." He began to draw

have

gleam appeared in his eyes as Claudius

on the same hue. It radiated, pulsating forth until the litter

Then—

"Hollow Technique #7…"

its breath as it waited for the man to

still. Normally, they would have rushed the ebony man and

Yet…

feels like an impenetrable

them, but Claudius thought it was something

Something akin to instinct.

"… Compound Corpse."

flesh and bloodied entrails of the corpses began to jerk

them swiftly started to converge, all of them seeping into the distorted forms of men. It happened so quickly that only a few could process

the plump flesh began to seep into just one target—the skinless form

his body was covered in the flesh of

It gave heavy breaths as it rose to its new,

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

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

longer be called a

a being of

you could enjoy your first battle of the night with this." The Ebony man

the man thought his actions warranted thanks and reverence

that, however, Claudius

could see the eyes of his comrades on him as

level with merely a few words

it didn't seem like the man had

Miasma—that was slowly rising from the massive entity before

It was immensely dense.

and his

Undead creature, which means this one is a Necromancer…' Claudius narrowed his eyes as he

to a special category

laws of

power