Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1133  Rank Three (Part 10)

"What the hell is going on here..." Evan felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Utharic, who looked as if he had just been struck by a full-power attack from a beginner-level rank four core evolver.

Utharic continued to cough up blood, his face contorted in pain, and his aura plummeted sharply, indicating he was seriously injured.

'Did he get injured simply because he spoke his name?' Evan's mind raced as he recalled the dangerous sensation that had surged through him earlier when he mentioned Azroth's name.

In Utopia, he had heard many people mentioning Azroth's name—such as Eldrakar, who had spoken it when they met in the Tomb of the Ancient—but those people didn't suffer any kind of injury.

This left Evan puzzled about what had happened to Utharic and why he felt such a dangerous presence earlier when the name was spoken.

'Could it be because I am so close to the Origin Universe?' He wondered, remembering that it was Azroth who destroyed the Universal Tree, shattering the Origin Universe as a result.

"You... What did you do to him?" Evan was still lost in thought when he heard Nythor's cold voice that was tinged with fear.

Though most of Nythor's attention had been on the Rune of Evolution, he had still been listening to the conversation, and he hadn't seen Evan make any move that could have caused Utharic's sudden injury.

This realization frightened him because similar to Utharic, he was also a beginner-level rank four core evolver and the thought that Evan could injure someone of his caliber without even noticing filled Nythor with dread.

Evan narrowed his eyes when he heard Nythor and after thinking for a while, he spoke in a low voice.

"My name is Azroth."

"Azr—" Nythor was confused by Evan's statement and subconsciously wanted to repeat the same name, but midway through speaking, his instincts screamed in warning and he abruptly stopped.

At the same moment, he remembered how Utharic had spoken the same name just before he suddenly got injured, and a cold sweat broke out on Nythor's forehead.

"Who... Whose name is this?" Nythor asked in a trembling voice. Even though he hadn't fully spoken the name, he still felt a deep sense of crisis earlier as if the entire world wanted to punish him for trying to speak that name.

Evan ignored Nythor's question and instead focused on his reaction. When he saw Nythor abruptly stop mid-sentence and display a terrified expression, he became certain that Nythor had also felt the danger when trying to speak Azroth's name.

'What kind of nonsense is this? From the danger I sensed earlier, I could tell that whoever or whatever tried to attack me was filled with endless hatred. Although I am not entirely sure, I have a feeling it's something related to the Origin Universe, and the moment I go there, I will be facing endless troubles...' Evan thought with a dark look on his face as he silently cursed Azroth for making his life so difficult.

He took several deep breaths to calm down and shook his head.

'Forget it. I have no plans to go to the Origin Universe anytime soon. For now, I just want to kill Emperor Velgoth and get back to Utopia as quickly as possible.'

Evan glanced back at Utharic, who was still struggling to stand and for a moment, he felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

With Utharic seriously injured, he would likely focus on recovering rather than trying to break the barrier before Evan could advance to rank three. This situation played perfectly in Evan's favour.

He still had many questions he wanted to ask, but from Nythor's expression, it was clear that he wouldn't be answering anything further.

The fear that he might fall into the same trap as Utharic and be seriously injured by merely answering questions was evident on his face.

'What a pity... I wanted to ask them about the Lost World that Xael'Tor mentioned when he first saw me, but it seems that will have to wait until things settle down...' Evan thought to himself, deciding he would ask Mor'Zarak about this matter later on.

Although Mor'Zarak wouldn't know as much as Nythor and Utharic due to his lower position, he might still be able to provide some basic information.

'Though, even without them telling me anything, I can already guess what the Lost World refers to...' Evan thought inwardly and sighed deeply.

Due to his injury, Utharic took a healing pill and focused on refining it, trying to heal his wounds as much as possible without uttering a word.

Nythor also remained silent, his gaze fixed warily on Evan, fearing that he might take advantage of Utharic's weakened state to launch an attack. If Utharic died here, Nythor's own chances of survival would decrease drastically.

Because of the tension, for the next hour, no one spoke.

Evan continued to monitor the situation of his shadow undeads, who finally began to struggle.

In the last few hours, his shadow undeads and skeletons had sustained a large amount of damage, and even with the Life Chain ability, the strain was starting to show.

As the damage was divided among everyone equally, the lower-level skeletons began to crumble due to their lack of endurance compared to the higher-ranking shadow undeads and skeletons.

But Evan didn't concern himself too much with the situation. Even though his shadow undeads and skeletons were no longer able to kill the Eldritch Creatures as easily as before, their disregard for injuries made it feasible for them to hold back the Eldritch Creatures from causing problems for him.

As he kept an eye on the ongoing fight, an idea suddenly sparked in Evan's mind, causing his eyes to light up.

"I can try it…" He muttered under his breath and quickly sent a message to one of the teams of the shadow undeads. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

After sending the message, he waited quietly. About ten minutes later, Nythor noticed a Peak Rank Two Eldritch Creature rushing towards them.

"Lord Utharic, Lord Nythor!" The creature's eyes lit up upon seeing the two Rank Four Core Evolvers, and it moved towards them with urgency.

As Nythor observed the Eldritch Creature rushing towards them, a deep sense of unease settled in his heart.

He turned to look at Evan, and when he noticed the look of expectation on Evan's face as he watched the approaching creature, a chill ran down his spine.