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.

create a massive avatar which

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

that he requires a lot

The man laughed as

Claudius was confused.

didn't see a sphere of blood anywhere, and Phobio needed a large stock of blood

plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?" He

you stupid? Can't you see my

response made Claudius begin to doubt

Is it hidden or

from the battle on our

your mission

don't believe

who merely shrugged

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

to have been blessed with

uneventfully

guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio began to

handle since it has many lives

you worry, though. Since I'm in a good mood, I'll

the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

Feyu and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or not they saw any

indeed slaughtered everyone in the

Claudius and his

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

think I've given you all enough time to chat." The

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

present, I suppose we should start moving on to the

Was he waiting for us to converge?

mind, but they

guy, Claudius? Is he

in disbelief, perhaps a

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

hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

you, Corpse." The black-suited

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

all happened very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a

Necromancer like you, Claudius?"

the same

hearing Claudius' confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze

see…" His

now standing by his lonesome,

he wants to fight

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

he's weaker when it comes to head on

as soon as Claudius had this thought, he quickly dismissed his

also confident in his combat ability—enough to