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

they had something that big to restrain the

issue is that he requires a

Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed as he licked his lips with

Claudius was confused.

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

you plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?"

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

response made Claudius begin to

can't see it? Is it hidden

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

your mission

you don't believe me." The young man

who merely shrugged as he spoke in a

the KariBlanc Shop and eliminate all their affiliates in the Black Market. All witnesses

couldn't believe they were fortunate enough to have been blessed

uneventfully

that and you guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio

handle since it has many lives and it

mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie to help you out

the

'With what blood?'

them signals about whether or not they saw any blood sphere, but they both shook

everyone in the

Claudius and his own allies saw

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

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

are all present, I suppose we should

us to converge? Is that why he didn't make any move until

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

guy, Claudius? Is he an

was frozen in disbelief, perhaps a

of the black suited man, but there was no way he would underestimate

the other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

I no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's

right beside the giant Undead, and in a snap

but Claudius had gotten a glimpse

you, Claudius?" Fernand's

not on the same level.

narrowed his gaze and let out a

His

who was now standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right in front

wants to

but Claudius didn't know why he felt even more

that mean he's weaker when it comes to head on

had this thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of common

also confident in his combat ability—enough to be