Chapter 1110 Resignation

Chapter 1110 Resignation

The news made Eaniss sigh.

She couldn't say it came as an absolute shock, but it wasn't what she had wanted to hear either.

The masked man, despite floating in the waters before her, could still be at large, apparently.

It wasn't unusual for someone who was supposed to be dead to be alive somehow. Treasures and skills alike could facilitate such a thing.

The Bishop, for instance, could revive herself several times with her cathedral, and even Yuyui had a similar ability.

However, the masked man's version was different. It was particularly odd to Replicus who had been with Actuass in his last moments and had even dealt the final blow. Worse yet, he had even forged Actuass' soul into the luminous, lance-like weapon in his hand, but still... he felt no degree of guarantee that Actuass was actually gone.

What had he said again?

'We'll probably meet again. Soon.'

"Well, that's not reassuring at all," Eaniss said as she closed her eyes and scratched her cheek. "I doubt we will be getting that prize the Emissary promised if we caught the necromancer before he reached Edagon, but if that necromancer surfaces again, we can taunt him with his corpse at least."

She immediately stored the body in her spatial storage and sighed.

Replicus hesitated a little and then decided that it was probably best to tell everyone all that happened.

"The necromancer..." he said, "He was not from this world. He reincarnated from another world and began a new life here on Aigas."

...!!!

Everyone seemed to gasp at the same time.

"Reincarnated?!"

"From another world!?"

"That's possible?"

"Was there bread on his world?"

"Indeed," Eaniss chuckled hollowly with her hands on the sides of her waist. "I wonder if the Emissary will enjoy hearing of this. Even if we didn't manage to kill the necromancer before he did what he wished – of course, you ended up killing the Herald instead, Bright Storm – we learned some valuable information. Staggering information. Hope you don't mind me being the one to deliver the news to the Emissary."

Replicus shook his head.

He couldn't care less about that anymore. He had been hoping to earn that prize before, but after acquiring the Sacred Keys and getting a taste of the Empyrean Bosom, the Warmoth's home, he didn't think anything the Herald behind the Emissary could offer would be valuable to him. He had yet to even open the Warmoth's Treasury.

In all honesty, all of the Heralds lost their mystique and aura in Replicus' eyes.

"I don't mind it, Eaniss," Replicus said. "However, consider this my parting gift. As of today, I am no longer a part of the Severed Union. But, I wish to keep my assets."

"I see," Eaniss said with a smile. "I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to."

Replicus nodded and turned to the Bishop who pouted her lips.

"I killed your men. You can take all the spoils I was supposed to receive from all the Faction leaders I killed in the last few days."

The Bishop adopted a rare serious visage and stood upright.

"I suppose that concludes our little arrangement then?"

Replicus nodded, and gave a last sharp look to Em-Sul whom he instantly deduced to have become what he was now because of the Harmonic Amber. He was revolted. He then turned back to his subordinates.

Without a word, he expelled Allora's body from his storage and held it in his two free hands.

The sight of her filled his team with deep sorrow.

No one felt it deeper than Pherdanta.

"Don't you dare blame yourself, Pherdanta," Replicus said sternly. "She died fulfilled. She played her part and it wasn't for naught. Her effort, yours..." he pointed to Grim, "yours..." he pointed to Baddan, "and yours," he patted Pherdanta's head, "It all gave that damned necromancer hell. Trust me."

A twinge of relief bubbled within the group. Replicus handed Allora to Grim.

"Keep her safe, will you? I need to finish something before it's too late," the Progeny said before pulling Yuyui and Baddan towards him.

"What?" Pherdanta said, surprised.

"I need to save my Apostle and my friend. I wish to deliver her to her father. That man needs to know he still has a child left, a reason to live. For that, I need Yuyui. As for Baddan," he said as he looked at the confused Sky Watcher, "I'm going to need his expertise in a certain category. The sooner I get started learning it, the better." ---