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

had something that big to restrain the Undead, it was

only issue is that he requires a lot of blood to

to use my Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed

Claudius was confused.

of blood anywhere, and Phobio needed a large

Phobio, how do you plan

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

response made Claudius begin

can't see it? Is it hidden or

from the battle on our end. All of those weaklings were so easy

your mission went well,

if you don't believe me." The young

Fernand, who merely shrugged as he

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 Black Market

fortunate enough to have been

uneventfully

that and you guys were still stuck with

it's very difficult to handle since it

mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie to help

again, the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or not they saw any blood sphere, but

sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market,

Claudius and his

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

The voice that echoed in

the black suited man began to walk forward—towards the

we should start moving on to the

Was he waiting for us to converge?

within Claudius' mind, but they were all

this guy, Claudius? Is he

was frozen in disbelief, perhaps a bit of

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

on the other hand, had the

"Phobio, please be—!"

Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew Claudius's gaze back to his

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

Claudius had gotten a glimpse

Necromancer like you, Claudius?" Fernand's

on the same level.

his gaze and

His

by

seems he wants to fight

Claudius

doesn't that mean he's weaker

thought, he

he's also confident