Chapter 1127 Rank Three (Part 4)
"How is this possible? It's not even half an hour since we came here. How can more than three hundred thousand soldiers, including four Rank Three ones already be dead?" Utharic roared in a voice filled with disbelief as he stared at the racial weapon in his hands.
"Three hundred thousand soldiers are dead..." Nythor also showed a look of horror on his face and turned to look at Evan, who was still smiling.
'So that's the racial weapon Mor'Zarak spoke about...' Evan said inwardly as he looked at the black staff in Utharic's hand. He was very curious about this thing because, according to Mor'Zarak, it was the strongest artefact of the Eldranthia Empire.
However, due to the high level of this artefact, Mor'Zarak wasn't qualified to know many details about it.
"You... How can you kill so many of our soldiers in such a short period of time? Even if you take that Rank Three snake and the other eight black monsters into account, it's impossible for you to kill so many of them in less than half an hour. Tell me, what kind of wicked trick did you use?" Utharic roared with bloodshot eyes as he attacked the barrier madly.
Evan leaned back and rested his head on the side of his palm and instead of answering the question, he asked something that made their hearts chill.
"Who said there was just one Rank Three snake and only eight black monsters?"
Utharic and Nythor's eyes trembled when they heard Evan's question, and a dreadful possibility came to their minds.
"Could it be that there are more of those black monsters?" Nythor muttered in a tone filled with shock.
Evan just smiled when he heard Nythor's words and didn't say anything. But his smile already answered Nythor's question, and he was even more shocked.
"How can you summon so many high-level monsters? It doesn't make any sense. You are just a Rank Two Core Evolver. It's impossible for you to provide the energy to summon so many creatures," He said in a low voice, looking at Evan as if he were looking at a monster.
Evan didn't care about the way Nythor was looking at him; his eyes were focused on the black staff in Utharic's hand.
'From the looks of it, he is using this thing to monitor the situation of the other Eldritch Creatures. It is called the racial weapon, so does it mean all the abilities of this thing are related to the Eldritch race?' Evan thought to himself as his eyes gleamed.
He closed his eyes for a moment, and after checking the situation of all his shadow undeads, he found that most of them had a great advantage in fight.
The shadow undeads and skeletons were not afraid of pain, and now with the Life Chain ability of Miss Spider, they had simply turned into killing machines that started slaughtering the Eldritch Creatures without any problem.
Even when facing peak Rank Three Eldritch Creatures, it was not difficult for them to hold them back. Even if they couldn't kill them, they just needed to hold them off until Evan broke through to Rank Three and their task would be completed.
'The effect of Solarian Sunfruit is better than I expected. I should be able to completely form my Illusionary World in about four more hours...' Evan's clone checked the situation of the main body and muttered inwardly.
Just as he was checking the situation, he felt a thick murderous aura locking onto him.
Evan raised his head and saw Utharic staring at him with bloodshot eyes as hot steam came out of his nostrils. The horns on top of his bull-like head were glowing, and it looked as if he was ready to go on a rampage.
"You bastard! Do you think you can save yourself by trapping us here?" Utharic shouted in an anger-filled voice as the black staff in his hand began to glow.
"Utharic, do you want to..." Nythor was stunned when he saw the change in the racial weapon and immediately understood what Utharic was planning.
"We don't have a choice. Even though I wanted to save the killing effect of the racial weapon due to the danger of the World Passage, we can't let someone like him roam in our world, or he might destroy everything," Utharic said in a cold voice and a great sword appeared in his hand.
"That sword... It's my father's sword," Mor'Zarak was surprised when he saw the sword in Utharic's hand.
Evan narrowed his eyes when he heard Mor'Zarak's words, and a sudden possibility came to his mind.
'Racial weapon... Killing effect...' He thought and suddenly stood up.
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Utharic didn't care about Evan's reaction and brought the great sword near the glowing black staff.
As the sword approached the staff, a black aura came out of the sword and even though Evan was outside the formation and couldn't feel the fluctuations of the aura, he could tell that it was Xael'Tor's aura, whom he had killed when he first came to Azragoth World.
Utharic glanced at Evan with cold eyes and, the next second, poured all of his Eldritch Energy into the staff.
The purple crystal embedded atop the staff shone brightly and sucked in Xael'Tor's aura that came out of the sword.
The moment the crystal absorbed Xael'Tor's aura, a scene showing Evan blowing up Xael'Tor inside the shadow world using the Halberd of Destruction appeared above the staff.
At the same time, the moment the scene appeared and showed Evan killing Xael'Tor, a black beam of light, that was releasing a dreadful aura that made people despair, shot out from the staff.
The black beam of light easily passed through the barrier as if it didn't exist and disappeared deep inside the void territory.
Utharic was stunned when he saw the black beam of light disappear deep inside the void territory instead of attacking Evan, but soon he realized something and sneered.
"I see, I was wondering why you were wasting your time with us instead of trying to break through to Rank Three. But it seems you are just a clone, while the real you are trying to break through to Rank Three," He said while smiling coldly.
"But it doesn't matter. Now that I have used the racial weapon, you are as good as dead."
As Utharic finished speaking, the black beam of light travelled deep inside the void territory, and before anyone could react, the black beam struck Evan, who was sitting with his eyes closed.
