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.

Magic allows him to create a massive

they had something that big to restrain the Undead, it was possible to defeat

only issue is that he requires a lot of

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

Claudius was confused.

needed a large stock of

do you plan to use Crimson

you stupid? Can't you see my

response made Claudius

Is

battle on our end. All of those weaklings were

mission went well,

you don't believe me." The young

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

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

to have been blessed

started uneventfully too,

See? 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

since it has many lives and it also

in a good mood, I'll

the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

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

indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market,

Claudius and his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

enough time to chat." The voice

start of the fight, the black suited

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

here? Was he waiting for us to converge? Is that why he didn't make any

within Claudius' mind, but they were all

Is he an idiot?

frozen in disbelief, perhaps a

but there was no way

other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

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

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

had

you, Claudius?"

not on the same level. He is

Claudius' confession, Fernand narrowed his

His

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

seems he wants to fight

Claudius didn't know why he felt even

mean he's

thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of common

normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his combat