An Extra’s POV

"What appears to be the issue? Perhaps I could assist in enlightening you."

Once again, there was a condescending element in the tone of the black-suited man despite how polite his words were.

Claudius could tell that this man saw them as inferior.

It didn't particularly vex him—though Claudius didn't like the anxiety that came with that realization.

"Why can your Undead regenerate? Does it have a Skill to do so? It didn't seem like the type to possess healing-type Skills."

"Hmm…?" The black suited man cocked his head slightly.

'Is he playing dumb? Did he not understand my question?' Claudius thought to himself.

Either way, the more time went by, the better for them. Stalling for the moment Shuri would be done with her Summoning was one strategy he could employ.

Still… he was curious.

"I've merged corpses before, so I know they do not possess such qualities. As long as they do not possess the inherent Skills in that particular field, they can not exhibit such special abilities." Claudius spoke audaciously, taking a step forward.

He had to let this man know that he too was an experienced Necromancer who had spent his whole life exploring the art.

"It's also very unlikely, or impossible, for you to have healed the Corpse on your own. Your Skill Limit is full, and even if it wasn't… I didn't see you activate a Skill."

Claudius had explored all the options, so he desired a response out of the current conundrum.

"So how did you do it?"

For a moment, there was silence.

Tension rose in the air.

All the thousand members of the Mercenary Gang were careful about even their breathing as they watched with palpable anxiety.

Unlike the likes of Claudius and Feyu, they knew full well how powerless they would be against the Compound Corpse.

It was too strong and fast for them.

the gap that existed

a silence that seemed to last for an eternity, a

"Kukukukuku…"

widened

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

more, taking in the sight of malevolence

metal

ground despite all of this, furrowing his brow

His eyes were blurry as he looked

'… Is that man?!'

as he had the thought, however, the laughing man suddenly

the kind that a person had when they saw an ant that they lit on fire, or some kind of horrid thing

utter disgust, and the amusement derived

talking about? Special ability? Healing? How much of an amateur

didn't know how to respond to

practicing Necromancy for thirty

encountered, not that there were many Necromancers to

the art, Claudius could argue that there was no man in the entire Alliance who knew

… Until now.

the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You mistook it for a

found himself looking

not the

operating on the assumption that the Compound Corpse he faced was the same as the merged corpses that he had experimented with in the past—Clustered

were

I have been a little underestimated. Why

At this point, Claudius was bordering on the edge of absolute

wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it, especially if one could stack up enough corpses

craft was because of the amount of people he would need to kill to get the materials necessary for

the exposure to Miasma in making such a corpse was incredibly higher than other techniques—but that only went to

order to preserve his physical well-being, Claudius decided to

calls it

is a Hollow Technique… one

he talking about?' Claudius found himself on the borders of

he had learned a lot about Magic