Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1152  Reaching The Limit (Part 1)

The terrifying black aura that rose after Emperor Velgoth used the round football-sized object was the same aura that Evan and Mor'Zarak saw engulfing the world before they encountered the mid-level Rank Four Eldritch Horror.

As the terrifying aura rose, the entire Eldranthia Empire fell into chaos, but during the past two days, Emperor Velgoth had already made all the necessary preparations.

Utharic and tens of thousands of soldiers immediately assured the citizens that nothing was wrong and ordered them to move toward the castle located on top of the giant monster's skull in an orderly manner.

While hundreds of millions of people from the Eldranthia Empire were moving toward the red castle, Emperor Velgoth looked at the space passage and pressed his hand on the altar where the passage was located.

As he pressed his hand on the altar, it began to glow intensely, and within seconds, the size of the World Passage expanded from two meters wide and three meters high to nearly one hundred meters wide and one hundred meters high.

Seeing that the passage was still stable, Emperor Velgoth sighed in relief and finally looked into the distance, where the dark black aura was rising.

"Everything is done. The only thing left is to kill that guy and give those bastards a surprise when they come here..." He muttered coldly, a slight smirk curling his lips.

Suddenly, the light around him distorted and a man shrouded in black smoke—similar to the smoke that covered Mor'Zarak—appeared behind Emperor Velgoth, kneeling respectfully.

Emperor Velgoth glanced at the man behind him and asked in a serious voice. "How's the situation?"

"Everything is going according to plan. The empire's defence formation is operating at full capacity, and with its energy reserves, it will take those Eldritch Horrors at least three days to breach the Empire," Morvael, the first general under Emperor Velgoth's command, responded in a respectful tone.

"All the troops stationed at the borders are retreating in an orderly manner and should be able to return to the Empire by the end of tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Emperor Velgoth nodded at Morvael's report and spoke coldly. "Once everyone is back, select our most outstanding soldiers. Before leaving, we need to take care of someone."

Morvael was surprised when he heard Emperor Velgoth's words and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, are you referring to that invader?"

"Hmm," Emperor Velgoth nodded. "There's someone who wants him alive, and I don't want them to succeed."

'Someone wants him alive, and he doesn't want them to succeed...' Morvael was puzzled by Emperor Velgoth's words, but then he recalled some of the old records he had read.

According to those records, the people living in the Azragoth World were originally from the Origin Universe. But due to a task, they had been sent here to live. It had been hundreds of thousands of years since then.

Although he didn't know why they were sent here or who had sent them, from Emperor Velgoth's words and recent actions, he began to feel everything might be related to Evan.

'Could it be that we were sent here because of that invader, and the person who sent us here wants him alive, but His Majesty doesn't want to let them succeed?' Morvael's mind raced, but he quickly stopped thinking about it, deciding that these matters didn't concern him.

He was a loyal follower of Emperor Velgoth, and since the Emperor had made up his mind, Morvael would simply follow his orders without question.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the invader was a Rank Two Core Evolver when he arrived here and recently broke through to Rank Three. Do we really need to take so many soldiers with us to kill him? I can go there and kill him myself," Morvael suggested after a moment of thought.

He was a mid-level Rank Four Core Evolver and was close to breaking through to the peak of Rank Four. Moreover, his specialty was assassination, so although he had heard many outrageous things about Evan, he was confident he could assassinate him without much trouble.

Emperor Velgoth knew Morvael was incredibly powerful, and if it were a normal Rank Three Core Evolver, he would have had no doubt that Morvael could kill him.

But when it came to Evan, and he recalled how he had trapped Utharic and Nythor in the Void Territory, Emperor Velgoth shook his head and said seriously, "No, I will personally take care of him. You just need to ensure the black monsters under his command don't interfere in the battle."

Morvael frowned behind the black smoke that covered his figure, recalling the things he had heard about Evan's shadow undeads.

Over the past two days, he had communicated with Nythor and Utharic and knew how dangerous the shadow undeads were, especially their ability to divide damage equally among themselves.

If he wanted to stop all the shadow undeads, including the skeletons mentioned by Utharic and Nythor, he felt he would need an army of more than two hundred thousand Eldritch Creatures.

In normal circumstances, it would be easy to assemble such an army in one day, but at present, with their top priority being to evacuate everyone from Azragoth World, it wasn't an easy task.

Though it would be difficult, Morvael still nodded his head and said seriously, "I will assemble the best of our soldiers by tomorrow morning."

"Good," Emperor Velgoth nodded at Morvael's response and waved his hand, dismissing him.

Once Morvael left, Emperor Velgoth looked at the football-sized round object in his hand and sighed.

"If it weren't for the fact that I can't leave Azragoth World without losing my control over it, I would never have given control of this world to that bastard..." Emperor Velgoth muttered, shaking his head.

"Well, it's not such a bad thing to give half the control of this world to him. If by chance those people open the space channel before I complete my task, I can simply claim that the reason we're trying to escape is because of the crisis of the Eldritch Horrors."