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 he

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

only issue is that he requires a lot of blood to

Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed as

Claudius was confused.

and Phobio needed a

you plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?"

you see my sphere of

irritated response made Claudius begin

it? Is it hidden or

from the battle on our end. All

so your mission went

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

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

and eliminate all their affiliates in the Black

they were fortunate enough to have been blessed with

started uneventfully

all of that and you guys were still stuck with this

difficult to handle since it has many lives and it also

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

again, the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

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

doesn't make any sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the

his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

The voice that echoed in the air caused Claudius to

fight, the black suited man began

suppose we should start moving on to the main

us to

mind, but they were all

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

disbelief, perhaps a bit

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

on the other hand,

"Phobio, please be—!"

no longer require you, Corpse." The

right beside the giant Undead, and in a

but Claudius had gotten

Claudius?"

We're not on the same level. He is

his gaze

His voice

returned his sights to the black-suited man, who was now standing by his

seems he wants to

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

Necromancer, doesn't that mean he's

as Claudius had this thought, he quickly dismissed

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