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.

gap that existed between the Heads of Destruction and regular soldiers—even

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

"Kukukukuku…"

widened

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

in the sight of malevolence before

like metal scraping metal,

ground despite all of this, furrowing his brow as he

like natural pressure. What in the world…' His eyes were

'… Is that man?!'

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

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

look of spite… utter disgust, and the amusement

talking about? Special ability? Healing? How

didn't know how to

practicing Necromancy for thirty years

expert he had ever encountered, not that

the art, Claudius could argue that there was

… Until now.

of a Compound Corpse? You

Claudius found

the

the

think they were not the

seems I have been a little underestimated. Why would I utilize such

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

but it wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were

didn't indulge 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 Clustered

was incredibly higher than other techniques—but that only

preserve his physical well-being, Claudius

calls it

Hollow Technique… one of the

Claudius found himself on

had learned a lot about Magic and everything related to Skills