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.

that existed between the Heads of

last for an eternity, a

"Kukukukuku…"

widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

taking in the sight of malevolence

of the man before them. It sounded like metal scraping metal, loud enough to

his ground despite all of this,

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

'… Is that man?!'

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

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

was a look of spite… utter disgust, and the amusement derived

talking about? Special ability? Healing?

how to respond to

Necromancy for thirty

encountered,

art, Claudius could argue that there was no man in

… Until now.

of a Compound Corpse? You mistook it for a

found himself looking

the same

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 not the

been a little underestimated. Why would I utilize

point, Claudius was

but it wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it, especially if one

any further into the craft was because of the amount of people he would need to kill to get the materials necessary for a proper

Miasma in making such a corpse was incredibly higher than

preserve his physical well-being, Claudius decided

he calls

one of the

he talking about?' Claudius found himself

though he was a Necromancer, he had learned a lot about Magic and everything related to Skills