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.

allows him to create a massive avatar which

that big to restrain the Undead, it was

that he requires a lot of

Hehe!" The man laughed

Claudius was confused.

a sphere of blood anywhere, and Phobio needed a large stock of blood

plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?" He

Are you stupid? Can't you see my sphere

irritated response made Claudius begin to

it? Is it hidden or

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

your mission

don't believe me." The

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

all their affiliates in the Black

to have been blessed with such an uneventful

started uneventfully

See? We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with

since it has many

good mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie to help

the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

whether or not they

If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the

Claudius and his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

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

that you are all present, I suppose we should start moving

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

questions raced within Claudius' mind, but they were all interrupted by Phobio's arrogant

is this guy, Claudius? Is he an

was frozen in disbelief, perhaps

but there was no

other hand, had the disadvantage of

"Phobio, please be—!"

I no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited

that the man was right beside the giant Undead, and in a snap of his fingers, the Undead melted into his

very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of the

a Necromancer like you, Claudius?" Fernand's calm

the same level.

Claudius' confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze and let out a slight

see…" His

standing by

seems he wants to

news, but Claudius

mean he's weaker when it comes to

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

confident in his combat