An Extra’s POV

'A dark hole under the ground, huh? Looks like Necromancy.'

That was the first thought on Rey's mind as he saw the bright purple light shine bright and felt an emergence from underneath the floor's surface.

He had seen Ater use the Skill before, so he understood how it worked.

"BRACE YOURSELVES, EVERYONE!" Richard's voice reverberated amongst his fellows, and the many that stood behind him.

"FIRST WAVE INCOMING!"

The Adventurers, at least the sensible ones, tightly clutched their weapons and spread themselves out. They took battle stances and readied themselves for the incoming horde.

Those who could used Buff Skills began to activate them, and the Magic Users swiftly chanted out their Spells.

The air of tension did not vanish, and with loud noise radiating all over, many did not hear the pulsating sounds emanating from the ground.

They felt like chattering—lots of chattering.

The disgusting sound of bone grating upon bone, almost as unpleasant as metal scraping metal.

Those at the forefront heard the sounds clearly, though, and they prepared themselves for the challenge.

Then—

~SHWUUUUUUUU~

—The creatures from beneath began manifesting.

They had darkened white bodies, their forms a grotesque and twisted representation of false life.

Skeletons, animated ones, faced the Adventurers, all of them having some kind of purple glow within their empty sockets.

"T-that is…!"

"No way!"

"Incredible!"

Miasma was associated with Necromancy, so this sight did not surprise anyone.

was the sheer number that made

least thrice—no, perhaps four times—as many as

ordinary bony Undead, but

had normal armor, obsidian black in color. They also had swords or spears in their hands,

it was clear that they had no use for one. Their

These were Caster Skeletons.

was dressed with light armor, having arrows in the quiver behind them, as

These were Archer Skeletons.

in number than the

armor, and their weapons were a

count about ten of them, and each had

while another had a long sword. The one beside it had a bastard sword,

on

Knights,

the ground floor…" Someone whispered, though

army of Skeletons was about

them were

them

of them were

of these were C-Tier

the rest were

in a lesser rank,

didn't feel pain, exhaustion, and couldn't really die unless you performed specific actions—in the case of Skeletons, crushing their

Ranks, but there were only about a hundred Master Rank (5 Star) Adventurers in the City, and about

few thousand, but the majority of Adventurers belonged to the Common and

at the total number of Adventurers in the City, and the ones that made it to the

us are going to be of much use in this fight…' Rey sighed

but that

Adventurers tend to me more cautious, and they wouldn't throw their lives away on a mission that they

would readily sign up for this sort of thing were ignorant Adventurers or those who were desperate to

bastards

has been set.' Rey

could easily kill all of them on my own,

its own, and just by stretching his

the

sword." Noah's voice echoed