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 between the Heads of Destruction

to last for

"Kukukukuku…"

eyes widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

spread even more, taking in the sight of

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

held his ground despite all of this,

His eyes were blurry as he looked at the man

'… Is that man?!'

soon as he had the thought, however, the

it was the kind that a person had when they

a look of spite… utter disgust,

Special ability?

know how to respond to

practicing Necromancy

he had ever encountered, not that

there was no man in the entire Alliance

… Until now.

not know the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You mistook it for a Clustered

Claudius found

the

Corpse he faced was the same as the merged corpses that

they were not the

have been a little underestimated. Why would

it crude?' At this point, Claudius was bordering on the edge of absolute

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

the craft was because of the amount of people he would need

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

order to preserve his physical well-being, Claudius decided

he calls

Corpse is a Hollow Technique… one of the high-leveled ones under the Chaos

about?' Claudius found himself on

Necromancer, he had learned a lot about Magic