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 Destruction

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

"Kukukukuku…"

widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

in the sight of malevolence

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

his ground despite all of this, furrowing

No… it just feels like natural pressure. What in the world…' His eyes were blurry as he looked at the man who

'… Is that man?!'

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

on his face, but it was the kind that a person had when they saw

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

talking about? Special ability? Healing? How

didn't know how to

been practicing Necromancy for thirty

the best expert he had ever encountered, not that there were

and his incredible dedication to the art, Claudius could argue that there

… Until now.

know the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You

found

the same

assumption that the Compound Corpse he faced was the same as the merged corpses that he had experimented with in the

think they were not the

a little underestimated. Why would I utilize

call it crude?' At this point,

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

of

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

his physical well-being, Claudius

he calls

Hollow Technique… one of the high-leveled

Claudius found himself on the

learned a lot about Magic and everything related to Skills or