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.

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

last for an eternity, a sound finally

"Kukukukuku…"

eyes widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

eyelids spread even more, taking in the sight of malevolence

cackles of the man before them. It sounded like metal scraping metal, loud enough to cause all that heard

ground despite all of this, furrowing

too? No… it just feels like natural pressure. What in the world…' His eyes

'… Is that man?!'

thought, however, the laughing man

had a wide smile on his face, but it was the kind that a person had when they saw an ant that they lit on fire, or some kind of horrid thing befall

look of spite… utter

Special ability? Healing?

know how to respond to

Necromancy for

expert he had ever encountered, not

art, Claudius could argue that there was no man in the entire

… Until now.

Compound Corpse?

found

the same

operating on the assumption that the Compound Corpse he faced was the

were not

I have been a little underestimated. Why would I utilize

point, Claudius was bordering on the edge

wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it, especially if one could stack up enough

of the amount of people he would need to kill to get

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

to preserve his physical well-being,

he calls it

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

about?' Claudius found himself

a Necromancer, he had learned a lot about Magic and everything related to Skills or Spells in