Necromancer Of The Shadows - Chapter 1137

Chapter 1137: Rank Three (Part 14—Last)
“What the fu*k just happened?” Evan stood in midair with a baffled look on his face as he watched the phantom of Emperor Velgoth disappear over the horizon.

He recalled Emperor Velgoth’s expression when he mentioned Azroth’s name, and for some reason, a slight unease crept into his heart.

“This guy definitely knows about Azroth, and from the way he acted at the end, it seems like he recognized my appearance…” Evan muttered with a frown, rubbing his eyebrows.

‘From the way he acted and left without doing anything, I can’t tell whether it’s a good thing or not,’ He thought as his eyes fell on the remaining Eldritch Creatures abandoned by Emperor Velgoth.

“Kill them,” He ordered his shadow undeads and skeletons as he landed atop the broken ceiling of the cave where Evan’s true body was.

Upon receiving his order, the shadow undeads, who had stopped fighting due to the appearance of Emperor Velgoth resumed their attack.

However, since Emperor Velgoth had taken away Nythor and Utharic, all the Eldritch Creatures had lost their will to fight.

Now that the void territory that had trapped them was destroyed, they began fleeing in all directions.

The shadow undeads and skeletons relentlessly attacked the Eldritch Creatures, but due to the overwhelming difference in numbers, many Eldritch Creatures managed to escape.

Evan’s shadow clone didn’t care about the fleeing Eldritch Creatures since most of the high-level ones had already been killed by him and his undeads.

The creatures that escaped were mostly Rank One or lower and couldn’t pose a threat to him.

Moreover, now that the void territory was destroyed, even if he killed them, they would be absorbed by the world, preventing him from turning them into shadow undeads so there was no benefit in pursuing them.

As his shadow undeads and skeletons cleaned up the battlefield…

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed across hundreds of kilometres, and a powerful aura that distorted space spread in all directions.

Evan’s shadow clone, who stood atop the destroyed cave was blown to pieces instantly under the pressure of the terrifying aura.

Before he completely disintegrated, anyone could see him rolling his eyes as if speechless at the way he was destroyed.

Inside the cave, Evan, who had been sitting with his eyes closed opened them, and the aura emanating from his body became even more terrifying.

The phantom of the Illusionary World above his head had fully solidified, revealing a dark purple world with hints of black swirling within.

Suddenly, the image of the Illusionary World trembled and sank into his body.

As the Illusionary World merged within him, his aura stabilized completely, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Finally, Rank Three…” He said to himself, and the next moment, many notifications flashed before his eyes.

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In the Eldranthia Empire, deep within the red castle built atop the giant skull of a monstrous beast, a man standing nearly three meters tall opened his eyes.

The man had a bulky, humanoid body, but his skin was purple-brown in colour. His face was nearly three times the size of a normal human’s, and his ears, reminiscent of an elephant’s, drooped downwards all the way to his neck like lumps of brown flesh.

In front of the man, a portal nearly ten meters high and five meters wide glowed faintly.

The portal rested atop an altar and was surrounded by hundreds of crystals, each filled with a vast amount of energy.

When Emperor Velgoth opened his eyes, a look of shock flashed across his face, and for a moment, he lost control of his powers. His aura, that of a beginner-level Rank Five Core Evolver surged out, shaking the entire castle.

“Finally… He is finally here,” He said in a trembling voice, making it difficult to tell whether he was shocked or happy.

“We have been stuck in this world for who knows how many years. I had long since lost hope of returning to the Origin Universe, but he’s shown up at the critical moment—just when we were about to make a desperate attempt to escape from here.”

Emperor Velgoth rose from his throne and disappeared from the chamber where the World Passage was located.

In an instant, he reappeared in a different room, one with another altar. However, this altar was far more complex than the one where the World Passage had been.

Emperor Velgoth approached the altar but stopped abruptly, a frown forming on his face.

“Is it the right time to contact them?” He muttered, a look of hesitation crossing his features.

He considered the cruel nature of the ones he contemplated contacting, and after a moment of indecision, he shook his head and turned away from the altar.

“Just in case, I should make some preparations and ensure that I am not mistaken before contacting them,” Emperor Velgoth muttered to himself before disappearing from the room.

He reappeared in the chamber where the World Passage was located and walked deeper inside.

After about a minute, he stopped in front of a wall and pressed his palm against it. As soon as he did, runes appeared on the wall, and suddenly, the wall split open, revealing a hidden room.

Emperor Velgoth stepped inside, and the passage closed behind him.

Upon entering the room, he saw a nearly five-meter-tall stone monument, glowing faintly.

Without hesitation, he approached the monument, took out a sword, and cut his palm, allowing a small amount of blood to drip onto the stone.

As the blood touched the monument, a strange aura began to emanate from it, and a powerful spiritual pressure filled the entire room.

Emperor Velgoth lowered his head as the spiritual pressure engulfed him and took a few steps back from the monument.

Woosh!

Suddenly, a burst of white light erupted from the monument, and an illusory figure of a man, who bore some resemblance to Emperor Velgoth appeared above it.

Seeing the figure, Emperor Velgoth bowed deeply and said in a respectful voice.

“Father.”