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.

to create a massive avatar which he

that big to restrain the Undead, it was possible

requires a lot of blood to achieve that,

Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed as he

Claudius was confused.

and Phobio needed a large

Phobio, how do you plan

Can't you see my sphere of

made Claudius begin

it? Is it

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

so your mission went

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

Fernand, who merely shrugged

in the Black Market. All witnesses were extinguished,

to have been

uneventfully too,

guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio began to laugh, pointing at the

to handle since it has

Since I'm in a good mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie

again, the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or not

any sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the blood sphere

his

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

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

you are all present, I suppose we

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

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

Who is this guy, Claudius? Is he an

frozen in disbelief, perhaps a bit

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

other hand, had

"Phobio, please be—!"

Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew

saw that the man was right beside the giant Undead, and

but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of

you, Claudius?" Fernand's calm voice

not on the same level. He is the superior

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

see…" His

who was now standing by

to

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

doesn't that mean he's weaker when

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

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