An Extra’s POV

'H-huh…?'

The impossible began to happen in the presence of Claudius and his entire band of Allies.

~FSHUU~

Particles of dark red liquid—blood—began to appear in the air. This was quickly followed by patches of flesh-like muscles, and then bones, before dead skin finally wrapped itself around everything to form a singular entity.

That singular entity… was the Compound Corpse.

"I-It's not dead?!"

"How?"

"Why?"

"Why isn't it dead?!"

Several voices rushed into the air, and Claudius found himself just staring at the taller, more intimidating thing that now stood before them.

It was now about seven meters tall, with six hands, four faces, and a tail dancing right behind it.

It's body was now muscular, like a veteran bodybuilder.

All of this culminated into one thing.

… The Corpse had evolved once more.

"What's going on, Claudius? Why isn't it dead yet?" Feyu looked at him with concerned eyes, worry palpable on her face.

In all honesty, Claudius didn't know how to respond.

"I… I don't know…" He could only mutter as he stared at the abomination.

How could such a monster exist? How could it have survived absolute destruction?

It was impossible…

"Its entire body was destroyed! There was nothing left! How could it have survived that! There was no body left to restructure!" Claudius yelled.

He wanted to reject what he was seeing. He didn't want to accept that there could exist an Undead of such a caliber.

"How is such a thing possible?!" His hoarse voice echoed in the air.

Claudius was desperate.

due to this sudden

had to

already… it's Ancient MajiK. You

are you talking about?" Claudius

to have a logical reason or basis for

had to follow certain inescapable

life and death, and blurring the lines

Yet… YET…!

to me? It's too perfect to be

master Necromancer have such an amazing body? How could an Undead have so many perks, yet it was summoned without much

had

its entire body would end the false life of the Compound Corpse, but that's not enough." The black suited man's voice dragged Claudius away from his maelstrom of

"N-not… enough…?"

and Healing only functioned if there was

Claudius foolish or

No!

the normal way to

is he saying this like it's

would have called the man crazy if they

Chaos Art, you know? It's not easy to

'Chaos Art? What's that?'

special existence erasure abilities, or you

'Don't tell me—!'

the Undead until all of its life

aged eyes widened in both shock and just a tinge of

that's the case… then

how many Recon Unit members went into the mansion, so he had a rough estimate of the number of

thirty lives from the start. We've only killed it three times, and

had to kill it at least twenty-seven more times so it would

problem is… it has already evolved

a couple more blasts could kill it this time, but what about next

What then?!

isn't that thing dead?" Shuri asked

am I supposed to know?!' He wanted to

should we

who asked the question. But Claudius' thoughts were practically

"I… I don't…"

though, a

I don't… I don't want

"S-save me!"

"I'm retreating!"

"RUN!"