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.

to show the gap that existed between the Heads

that seemed to last for an eternity, a sound finally came

"Kukukukuku…"

widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

more, taking in the sight of

them. It sounded like metal scraping metal, loud enough to

all of this, furrowing

Skill too? No… it just feels like natural pressure. What in the world…' His eyes were blurry as he looked at the man who stood at the

'… Is that man?!'

had the thought,

person had when they saw an ant that they lit on fire, or

of spite… utter disgust, and the amusement derived from

Special ability? Healing? How much of

didn't know how to respond

Necromancy for thirty years

encountered, not that there were many Necromancers to begin

argue that there was no man in the entire Alliance who knew

… Until now.

not know the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You mistook

found himself looking

not the

Compound Corpse he faced was the

think they were not the

a little underestimated. Why would I utilize such a crude

he just call it crude?' At this point, Claudius was

a very rigorous technique, but it wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it, especially if one could

because of the amount of people he would need to

was incredibly higher than other techniques—but that only went to show how complex and powerful it

well-being, Claudius decided to

he calls

Compound Corpse is a Hollow Technique… one of

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

lot about Magic and everything related