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.

was trembling due

just had to

I told you already… it's Ancient

Ancient Magic? What in the world are you talking about?" Claudius quickly

to have a logical reason or basis for

Magic Spells had to follow certain

of conventional Magic—twisting the very rules of life and death, and

Yet… YET…!

to me? It's too

have such an amazing body? How could an Undead have so many perks, yet it

Claudius had

destroying 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

"N-not… enough…?"

world was he talking about? Regeneration and Healing only functioned if there was something

Claudius foolish or crazy for

No!

was the normal way to

is he saying this like it's common

the man crazy if they didn't see the Compound

Art, you know? It's not easy to

'Chaos Art? What's that?'

erasure abilities, or you can kill the Hollow Technique itself,

'Don't tell me—!'

to keep killing the Undead until all of its life runs

eyes widened in both shock and just a

that's the case… then we're

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

thirty lives from the start. We've only killed

least twenty-seven more times so it would forever

already

it this time, but what about next time? And the

What then?!

that thing dead?" Shuri asked

the hell am I supposed to know?!' He wanted

we

who asked the question. But Claudius' thoughts

"I… I don't…"

sentence, though, a shriek echoed in

don't… I don't

"S-save me!"

"I'm retreating!"

"RUN!"