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.

Blood Magic allows him to create a massive avatar which he can

big to restrain the

a lot of blood to

Hehe!" The man laughed as he

Claudius was confused.

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

do you plan to use

Are you stupid? Can't you see my sphere of

response made Claudius

Is

the battle on our end. All

so your mission

Ask Fernand if you don't believe me." The

to Fernand, who merely shrugged

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

they were fortunate enough to have been blessed with

started uneventfully

stuck with this single problem." Phobio began to laugh, pointing at the massive

to handle since it has

I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie

again, the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

or not they saw any blood sphere, but they both shook their

doesn't make any sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the blood sphere should be

his own allies saw

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

to chat." The voice that echoed in the air caused

the fight, the black suited man began to walk forward—towards

that you are all present, I suppose we should start moving on to the

for us to

raced within Claudius' mind, but they were all interrupted by

Who is this guy, Claudius? Is he an idiot? Can't he see that we're

in disbelief, perhaps a bit of

to see the power of the black suited man, but there

on the other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

The black-suited man's

that the man was right beside the giant Undead, and in a

happened very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of the entire

a Necromancer like you, Claudius?"

same level. He is

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

see…" His voice

to the black-suited man, who was now standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing

to fight us by

that would be good news, but Claudius didn't know why he felt even more

he's a Necromancer, doesn't that mean he's weaker when it comes to

thought, he quickly dismissed his

him as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his combat ability—enough to be able to handle