An Extra’s POV

"Please…" Claudius prayed.

"Please hang on…"

He saw how his Undead fell, one after the other, at the hands of the clearly superior foe.

None of them stood a chance in the slightest

Ater pummeled all of them with ease, using his bare fist to strike them. He instantly ended their false lives with barely any effort involved.

Until finally… there was only one standing.

"Pathetic." In a flash, that one also got destroyed by a single enemy.

All of his most powerful Undead were gone.

"Huu…"

Claudius was not worried or afraid, though.

"… Finally…"

The answer stood right behind him, in the form of an entity that was born from the ultimate sacrifice of over two thousand lives.

The Ultimate Undead—Death Knight!

Of all the Undead that existed, this was known to be of mythical status.

It was coated in obsidian armor, standing at about three meters in height. This entity had a longsword and a sturdy shield, with a cape behind it that had the color of blood.

Its rotting face was hidden beneath its mask, but the crimson eyes that glowed from within it told of its bottomless hunger for battle.

… Its immeasurable hatred for the living.

'The Death Knight is said to grow stronger the longer a battle lasts, and it is immune to Magic attacks.

The march of the Death Knight never stopped until its head and false heart were both destroyed—both of which were covered in incredibly dense armor.

Claudius had never summoned a Death Knight before, so this was the first time he was laying eyes on one.

'It's at the pinnacle of A-Tier for sure!'

It was magnificent!

"Death Knight… heed your Master's call and eliminate my enemy!"

The moment Claudius spoke, the Death Knight cast out a deafening roar.

"URUAAHHHH!!"

The air vibrated as tremors took over the earth.

In a single flash, it blasted off from its position and charged towards Ater with breakneck speed.

~BOOM!~

dash, causing the aged man to stagger and nearly fall into the crevice of the

to escape with his frail body,

"Yes! End him!"

sacrificed everything in order to

gave him goosebumps. Delight replaced his anger and regret as he keenly watched his own

is going to win!'

enough… he

was struggling to keep up with the

tough defenses of

of himself, but the Death Knight spared none

an

maniac. Seeing his enemy struggle against his

caring about anything Ater did to

KILL

when he used Elemental

all, it had

bursts of yellowish light,

Death Knight surpassed Ater at Swordsmanship. In the end, the Death Knight

was only

he stared at the wounded Ater that powerlessly

was surrounded by the other Ater corpses, soon to

he looked down at the pathetic one known

His gaze was cold.

once again…

achieve strength, one had to truly give up

able to

But at what cost?

of you. You… you

words, Ater merely

words, Claudius felt something in his

tightened in

didn't want to

he commanded the Death Knight

thrust downward,

out, instantly staining the blade

over, huh?"

down his eyes

did the right—most logical—thing, but Claudius felt an emptiness that his victory could not

It felt… wrong.

this life. I

sure that with the Death Knight, he would be strong enough to handle Fenrir

to quit the Mercenary Gang and live out the rest of his life alone—away from

to live was far too

what he had done… this was the best thing he could think

kill the monster… I

to

so familiar… so

Claudius recognized it.