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

that seemed to last for an

"Kukukukuku…"

widened a

"… Kukukuahahahahahahahaaha!"

taking in the sight

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

held his ground despite all of

feels like natural pressure. What in the world…' His eyes were blurry as he looked at

'… Is that man?!'

he had the thought, however,

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

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

ability? Healing? How much

didn't know how to respond to

Necromancy for thirty years

ever encountered, not that there were many

argue that there was no man in

… Until now.

not know the qualities of a Compound Corpse? You mistook it for a Clustered Corpse,

Claudius found himself looking

not the

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

were not the

little underestimated. Why would I utilize such

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

wasn't particularly low-leveled. Its benefits were

any further into the craft was because of the amount of people he would need

Miasma in making such a corpse was incredibly higher than other

preserve his physical well-being, Claudius

he calls

Corpse is a Hollow Technique… one of

talking about?' Claudius found himself on the

Necromancer, he had learned a lot about Magic and everything