An Extra’s POV

Claudius had a total of five Skills.

[Dead Call]. [Abyss Call]. [Ultimate Sacrifice]. [Miasma Resistance]. [Life Force Recovery]

Of these five, three were Active.

And… of those three, one could be considered his most powerful move.

—His Trump Card!

"Feyu… Shuri… you might have to step away… maybe leave this vicinity." He muttered.

They both glanced at him in surprise, but Claudius kept his gaze on the surprisingly unmoving creature that had to be beaten.

'If they try to escape, that thing will try to use [Wyvern Breath]. But, I'm at least confident they can defend themselves or counter with an equally powerful move.'

That meant they could safely escape.

'If that's the case, then I can use my power to its fullest without any living witness… and with no way to sacrifice them.'

He made a wry smile and prepared himself for what had to be done.

"Wait for my signal, you two. Once I tell you to—"

"Oh? What's this? You guys aren't done yet?" A voice suddenly echoed from behind the crowd of Mercenary Gang soldiers.

'H-huh? That voice…' Claudius' eyes widened as he looked behind him.

The entire army also recognized the voice and instantly bowed while parting ways for the person, or rather, the two important people, to pass.

"Phobio! Fernand!" Claudius beamed as he looked at the two men who approached from behind.

The army that they led remained behind, their numbers also about a thousand.

Phobio and Fernand also appeared to be intact—the former was even smiling widely while the latter appeared as indifferent and stoic as always.

"What's going on here? We saw the building still standing from afar and wondered what caused the holdup… so we came to check."

Phobio's tone seemed as carefree as always, with his regal dark hair flowing behind him with every word he uttered.

As for Feenand, the claw scar on his face seemed particularly dull under the dim glow of moonlight.

Either way, two more members of the Mercenary Gang's Head of Destruction were present.

'And these two are strong enough to be considered candidates of the Deadly Three!' Claudius beamed with delight as he saw them.

With five Heads of Destruction present, the situation seemed a lot more manageable than the previous alternative.

"It's good you're here. We're dealing with a rather troublesome enemy, so we would really appreciate your assistance." Claudius swiftly responded to Phobio, his eyes trailing to the standing Compound Corpse.

"Oho! I see. So you're having problems dealing with that huge thing, eh? I understand… it's quite big and looks pretty strong."

Despite saying this, Phobio didn't flinch at all.

Claudius instantly knew why.

a massive avatar which he can

big to restrain

he requires a

Hehe!" The man laughed as he

Claudius was confused.

blood anywhere, and Phobio needed a large stock of blood to be able

Phobio, how do you plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?" He

you see my

Claudius begin

it? Is

able to harvest quite a lot from the battle on our end. All of those weaklings were so

your mission

if you don't believe me." The young man chuckled

gaze to Fernand, who merely shrugged as

their affiliates in the Black Market. All witnesses were extinguished, and we've pretty much conquered the Black

to have

started uneventfully too,

See? We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with this single

it has many lives and it also

in a good mood, I'll use

the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

glanced at Feyu and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or not they saw any blood sphere, but they both shook

indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the blood sphere should be

and his own

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

chat." The voice that echoed in the

first time since the start of the fight, the black suited man began to walk forward—towards the group

present, I suppose we should start moving on to the

for us to converge? Is that why he didn't

within Claudius' mind, but they were all interrupted by Phobio's

Claudius? Is he an idiot? Can't he see

disbelief, perhaps a bit

but there was no way he would

on the other hand, had the

"Phobio, please be—!"

present, I no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew Claudius's gaze back to

giant Undead, and in a snap of his fingers, the Undead melted into

happened very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of

Necromancer like you, Claudius?"

on the same level. He is the

hearing Claudius' confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze and let out a

see…" His

the black-suited man, who was now standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right in front of the

to fight us

but Claudius

mean he's weaker when it comes to head

Claudius had this thought, he quickly

as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his combat ability—enough