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

they had something that big to restrain the Undead, it

requires a lot of blood to

man laughed

Claudius was confused.

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

do you plan

Can't you see my sphere

irritated response made Claudius begin to

Is

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

so your mission

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

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

were 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 the

they were fortunate enough to have been

started uneventfully

See? We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio began to laugh, pointing at the massive

it has many lives and

I'll use my Crimson

the

'With what blood?'

glanced at Feyu and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or not they saw any blood sphere, but they both shook their

everyone in the Black

and his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

you all enough time to chat." The voice that echoed in the air

the black suited man began

are all present, I suppose we should start moving on

to converge? Is that why he didn't make any move

but

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

was frozen in disbelief,

was yet to see the power of the black suited man, but there was no way he would

on the other hand, had the

"Phobio, please be—!"

require you, Corpse." The black-suited

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

had gotten a glimpse

Necromancer like you, Claudius?" Fernand's

same level. He is

confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze and let out

His voice

man, who was now standing by

to fight us by

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

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

this thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of common

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