Necromancer Of The Shadows - Chapter 1220

Chapter 1220: I Am Not A Puppet (Part 2)
Seeing Evan’s fist inching towards his face, the bulky man felt the breath of death engulf him, and his eyes widened.

At the last possible moment, just as Evan’s fist was about to hit him, the bulky man used every ounce of his powers and barely jumped back, narrowly avoiding the incoming death punch.

Evan raised an eyebrow when the man successfully dodged his punch, and as a result of the man’s action, he gained the information he wanted.

‘Rank Six, huh…’ He thought inwardly, pulling back his hand and looking at the bulky man with a look of interest on his face.

The bulky man was a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver, or rather, an essence clone with the power of a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver.

Normally, there would be absolutely no way for a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver to avoid Evan’s attack, as he himself was a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver and held an absolute advantage over the core evolvers of the same rank.

Earlier, Evan had not even used ten percent of his power, throwing just a normal punch. Had he used his full strength, the Earth’s spatial barrier would have been easily destroyed, causing devastating damage to the surrounding area.

The reason the bulky man felt the danger of death despite Evan’s restrained power was due to the intense pressure from his spiritual power.

Evan’s current spiritual power was comparable to a mid-level Rank Four Core Evolver, and he had concentrated it fully to put pressure on the bulky man, creating an illusion that made the punch appear deadly.

If the bulky man had been the essence clone of a Rank Four or Rank Five Core Evolver, it would have been almost impossible for him to break free from Evan’s spiritual pressure and avoid his punch.

But in that last moment, Evan sensed a tremendous force emerging from the bulky man’s soul, breaking through his spiritual pressure, and allowing him to dodge the attack. Although it lasted only for a moment, Evan keenly felt that the force belonged to a Rank Six Core Evolver.

This discovery surprised him because Evan couldn’t understand why a Rank Six Core Evolver would create an essence clone with the power of a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver and send it to Earth.

Creating such a high level essence clone greatly weakens the original body. Like Anastasia, who has to use Soul Resonance whenever she encounters danger because she left most of her power with her essence clone in the Primordial Shadow Realm.

But unlike Anastasia, who devised a technique like Soul Resonance to counterbalance the weakness brought by creating a powerful essence clone, others cannot do the same; their bodies are significantly weakened unless they reabsorb the essence clone.

For a Rank Six Core Evolver, creating an essence clone with the power of a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver would reduce their own power by at least twenty or thirty percent.

For a Rank Six Core Evolver, this is incredibly risky as even a one percent reduction in power severely impacts their combat ability, giving enemies an opportunity to exploit this vulnerability.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, no Rank Six Core Evolver would create such a powerful essence clone.

Even Baphomet, who possesses a monarch core only created essence clones with the power of S-rank hunters when he sent them to lower worlds such as Arora World and others.

This shows that even someone like Baphomet refrains from creating essence clones with high power levels, but the bulky man in front of him was an essence clone of a Rank Six Core Evolver with the power level of a mid-level Rank Three that really surprised him.

‘Just who is this guy, and how did he appear on Earth?’ Evan frowned inwardly, observing the bulky man, who now wore an ugly expression after being attacked so suddenly.

“What are you doing?” The bulky man asked while gritting his teeth because after dodging the attack, he also realized that Evan’s earlier punch was merely a normal one, and the threat of death he felt had been an illusion created by intense mental pressure.

Realising that he was fooled, the man felt humiliated and understood that Evan had discerned he was the essence clone of a Rank Six Core Evolver.

Although it didn’t affect him, the bulky man was still angry after being seen through by Evan.

Evan’s expression remained unchanged when he saw the man gritting his teeth, and he responded casually.

“My body feels a bit stiff, so I thought I would do some exercise…” As he spoke, he threw a few more punches left and right, then looked back at the bulky man. “Sorry if I scared you earlier.”

“You—” The bulky man was speechless when he heard Evan’s words and didn’t know how to respond.

After a few seconds of silence, he took a deep breath and asked in a cold voice, pointing towards the Blood Dungeon.

“Do you want to go in or not?”

“Of course, I want to go in and meet that guy…” Evan replied with a slight smile. “Earlier, you said I would have to do something if I wanted to go in. Tell me, what do you want me to do?”

A strange gleam flickered in the man’s eyes when he heard Evan’s words, and he spoke in a serious tone.

“If you want to go in, you will have to defeat me.”

“Huh?” Evan was stunned when he heard the man and looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot.

“You want to fight me?” He asked, just to make sure he hadn’t misheard.

The man ignored Evan’s look and tossed a red pill toward him, his lips curving into a slight smile.

“You will have to take this pill before you fight me.”

Evan caught the pill with a raised eyebrow and looked at its details.

—) Spectral Seal: A pill made from extreme yin energy extracted from ghost entities. Upon consumption, it reduces the consumer’s core power to beginner-level Rank Two for the next five hours. The Spectral Seal only affects core evolvers below Rank Five.

Evan read the pill’s details and finally understood the bulky man’s intent.

“Just a reminder, you also can’t use your shadow undeads during the fight,” The man said smugly.

Evan raised his head, noticing the man’s faint, smug smile.

“Will you also take the same pill during the fight?” He asked calmly.

“Hahaha, of course not. What would be the point of a test if I took it too?” The bulky man laughed, shaking his head.

“I see…” Evan nodded without any change in his expression, though his deep black eyes glowed faintly.

“Was it that guy who asked you to do this?” He inquired, looking toward the Blood Dungeon’s location.

The bulky man frowned at Evan’s continued questions and replied impatiently.

“I don’t have time to answer your pointless questions. Just tell me, are you going to take the test or not?”

Hearing the man, Evan looked back at him, his glowing eyes visibly darkened and he put away the Spectral Seal inside his shadow storage.

“You damn fu*kers really think too highly of yourselves…” He spoke in an extremely cold tone. “I am not your puppet who will follow everything you say.”