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

had something that big to restrain the Undead, it was

requires a

Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed as he licked his

Claudius was confused.

a large stock of blood to

Phobio, how do you plan to use Crimson

stupid? Can't you see my sphere

irritated response made Claudius begin to doubt

see it? Is it hidden

able to harvest quite a lot from the battle on our end. All

your mission went

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

shrugged

KariBlanc Shop and eliminate all their affiliates in the Black Market. All witnesses were extinguished, and we've

were fortunate enough to have been blessed with

started uneventfully

with this single problem." Phobio began to laugh, pointing

to handle since it has many lives and it also

good mood, I'll

again, the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

them signals about whether or not they saw any blood sphere, but they

sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the

and his own allies

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

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

are all present, I suppose we should start moving on to the

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

but they were all

Who is this guy, Claudius? Is he an

frozen in disbelief, perhaps a

man, but there was no way he would underestimate him after all

on the other hand, had

"Phobio, please be—!"

require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew Claudius's gaze back to his

giant Undead, and in a snap of his

quickly, but Claudius had gotten a

like you, Claudius?" Fernand's

the same level. He is the superior

narrowed his gaze and let

His voice

was now standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right in

he wants to fight

be good news, but Claudius didn't know why

a Necromancer, doesn't that mean he's weaker when it

thought, he quickly dismissed his

as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his