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.

a massive avatar which he

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

only issue is that he requires a lot

to use my Crimson Valkyrie! Hehe!" The man laughed

Claudius was confused.

didn't see a sphere of blood anywhere, and Phobio needed a large stock of blood to be able to

you plan to use Crimson Valkyrie?"

Are you stupid? Can't you

Claudius

it? Is it hidden or

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

so your mission went

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

Fernand, who merely shrugged as

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

they were fortunate enough to have been blessed with such

started uneventfully

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

difficult to handle since it has many lives and it also

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

the Necromancer was

'With what blood?'

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

in the Black Market, then the blood sphere should be massive by

and his own allies saw

'Something is wrong somewhere!'

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

fight, the black suited man began to walk

all present, I suppose we should start moving

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

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

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

frozen in disbelief,

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

other hand, had the disadvantage

"Phobio, please be—!"

no longer require you, Corpse." The black-suited man's voice drew Claudius's

was right beside the giant Undead, and

had gotten a glimpse of

a Necromancer like you, Claudius?"

the same level. He is the superior

hearing Claudius' confession, Fernand narrowed his gaze

His voice

standing by his lonesome, with Aldred still standing right in front of the mansion's

to fight us by

good news, but Claudius

he's weaker when it comes to head

had this thought, he quickly dismissed his utilization of

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