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 can

to restrain the Undead, it was possible

that he requires a lot of blood to achieve that,

man laughed as he licked his lips with

Claudius was confused.

a large stock of blood

how do you plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?"

Can't you

made Claudius

it? Is it

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

so your mission went

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

gaze to Fernand, who merely shrugged as he spoke

We were able to massacre everyone in the KariBlanc Shop and eliminate all their affiliates in the Black Market. All

enough to have been blessed with such an uneventful

started uneventfully too,

stuck with this single problem." Phobio began

it's very difficult to handle since it has many lives and

though. Since I'm in a good mood, I'll use my Crimson Valkyrie to help you

the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

at Feyu and Shuri, sending them signals about whether or

sense, though. If they indeed slaughtered everyone in the Black

Claudius and his own allies saw

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

The voice that echoed in the air caused Claudius to

the black suited man

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

to converge? Is that

raced within Claudius' mind, but

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

was frozen in disbelief, perhaps

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

other hand, had the disadvantage of

"Phobio, please be—!"

is present, I no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's voice

beside the giant Undead, and in a snap

very quickly, but Claudius had gotten a glimpse of

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

We're not on the same level. He is the

his

His voice

standing by

seems he wants to fight us by

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

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

had this thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of

him as a normal man. Perhaps he's also confident in his combat ability—enough to be able