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

for an

"Kukukukuku…"

widened

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

more, taking in the

could hear the ugly cackles of the man before them. It sounded like metal scraping

his ground despite all of this, furrowing his

pressure. What in the world…' His eyes were blurry as he looked at the man who stood at

'… Is that man?!'

had the thought, however, the laughing

person had when they saw an ant that they lit on fire, or some

spite… utter disgust, and the

talking about? Special ability? Healing?

how to respond to

practicing Necromancy for

ever encountered, not that there were

art, Claudius could argue that there was no

… Until now.

the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You mistook it

found himself looking

not the

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

think they were not

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

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

very rigorous technique, but it wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were worth it,

because of the amount of people he would need to kill to get the materials necessary

was incredibly higher than other techniques—but that only went

well-being, Claudius decided to abandon the

calls it

a Hollow Technique… one of the

talking about?' Claudius found himself

he was a Necromancer, he had learned a lot about Magic and everything