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.
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.
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.R/ê/Ad lateSt ch/a/pters at nô(v)e(l)bin/.c/o//m Only