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 can use

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

requires a lot of blood to achieve that,

Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed as he

Claudius was confused.

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

you plan to use

stupid? Can't you see

response made Claudius begin to

see it? Is it hidden or

from the battle on our

your mission went

you don't believe me." The young

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

Shop and eliminate all their affiliates in the

fortunate enough to have been

started uneventfully too,

We did all of that and you guys were still stuck with this single problem." Phobio began

very difficult to handle since it has many

mood, I'll use

again, the Necromancer

'With what blood?'

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

indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black Market, then the blood sphere

his

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

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

he waiting for us to converge?

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

he an idiot? Can't he see

in disbelief, perhaps

to see the power of the black suited man, but there was no way he would underestimate him after all he had

on the other hand, had the disadvantage of

"Phobio, please be—!"

present, I no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew Claudius's gaze back to

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

all happened very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse

like you, Claudius?" Fernand's calm voice echoed

same level. He is

narrowed his

His

by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right

seems he wants to fight

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

that mean he's weaker when it comes to

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

can't think of him as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his combat ability—enough to be