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.

just went to show the gap that existed between the Heads of Destruction and

last for

"Kukukukuku…"

eyes widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

eyelids spread even more, taking in the

like metal scraping metal, loud enough to cause all that heard

ground despite all of this, furrowing his brow as he

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

'… Is that man?!'

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

his face, but it was the kind that a person had when they saw an ant that they lit on fire, or

a look of spite… utter disgust, and the

are you even talking about? Special ability? Healing? How much of an

how to

Necromancy for thirty years

had ever encountered, not that there were

argue that there was no man in the entire Alliance

… Until now.

you not know the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You

Claudius found

not the

the assumption that the Compound Corpse he faced was the same as the

were not

little underestimated.

call it crude?' At this point, Claudius was bordering

Corpse was a very rigorous technique, but it wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it, especially if one could stack up enough corpses

amount of people he would need to kill to

than other techniques—but that only

preserve his physical well-being, Claudius decided to

calls

Hollow Technique… one

found

lot about Magic and