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.

to create a massive avatar which he

that big to restrain the

is that he requires a lot of blood to achieve

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

Claudius was confused.

Phobio needed a large stock of

you plan

stupid? Can't you see my

made Claudius begin

it? Is

harvest quite a lot from the battle on our end. All of

mission went well,

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

gaze to Fernand, who merely shrugged as he spoke

We were able to massacre everyone in the KariBlanc Shop and eliminate all their affiliates in the Black Market. All witnesses were

they were fortunate enough to have been blessed with such an

uneventfully too,

See? We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with this single problem."

very difficult to handle since it has many lives and

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

again, the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

whether or not

make any sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the blood sphere should be massive

his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

think I've given you all enough time to chat." The voice that echoed in the air caused Claudius to have

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

suppose we should start moving on to the

he waiting for us to converge?

mind, but they

guy, Claudius? Is he an idiot? Can't he

frozen in disbelief, perhaps a bit of

the black suited man, but there was no

on the other hand, had the

"Phobio, please be—!"

is present, I no longer require you, Corpse." The

the man was right beside the giant Undead, and in a snap of

quickly, but Claudius had gotten

you, Claudius?"

We're not on the same level. He is

confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze and let

His

returned his sights to the black-suited man, who was now standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right in front of the

seems he wants to

good news, but Claudius

doesn't that mean he's weaker when it comes to head on

soon as Claudius had this thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of common

he's also confident in his combat ability—enough to be able to