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 avatar which

big to restrain the

he requires a lot of blood to

Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed

Claudius was confused.

and Phobio needed a large stock of blood to be able to utilize

you plan to use Crimson

you see my

response made Claudius begin to doubt

it? Is it hidden or

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

mission

don't believe

Fernand, who merely shrugged as he spoke in

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

believe they were fortunate enough to have been blessed

uneventfully too,

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

very difficult to handle since it

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

the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

or not they saw any blood sphere, but they both shook

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

his own allies saw

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

The

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

are all present, I suppose we

that we're all here? Was he waiting for us to converge?

questions raced within Claudius' mind, but they

Who is this guy, Claudius? Is he an idiot? Can't he

was frozen in disbelief,

suited man, but there was no

the other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

Corpse." The black-suited

beside the giant Undead, and in

quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of

a Necromancer like you, Claudius?" Fernand's

on the same

confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze

His

by his lonesome, with Aldred still

he wants to fight us by

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

doesn't that mean he's weaker when it

thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of common

him as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident