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 Undead, it was possible to

only issue is that he requires a lot of

my Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed

Claudius was confused.

needed a large stock of blood to be able to

you plan to

Are you stupid? Can't you see

irritated response made Claudius begin to doubt

can't see it? Is it

on our end. All of those weaklings were so easy

your mission went

course! Ask Fernand if you don't believe

shifted his gaze to Fernand, who merely shrugged as he spoke in

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

enough to have been blessed with such

uneventfully too,

We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio began to laugh, pointing at the massive Undead before

to handle since it has many lives and it

Since I'm in a good mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie

again, the

'With what blood?'

or not they saw any blood sphere, but they

indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market,

and his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

all enough time to chat." The voice that echoed

start of the fight, the black suited man began to

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

to converge? Is that why he didn't make

questions raced within Claudius' mind, but

Is he an idiot?

in disbelief,

yet to see the power of the black suited man, but there was no way

the other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

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

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

very quickly, but Claudius had

a Necromancer like you, Claudius?" Fernand's calm

on the same level. He

his gaze and let out

His

black-suited man, who was now standing by his

seems he wants to fight us by

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

that mean he's weaker when it

as soon as Claudius had this thought, he

as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his