Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1187  Null Eyes (Part 1)

Swish!

In the middle of the sky, a golden slash made of pure energy of destruction surged forward, tearing apart the space as it moved.

ROAR!

A mid-level Rank Three Eldritch Horror let out a terrified roar and tried desperately to escape the path of the golden slash, but suddenly—

Wrzzz!

The space around the Horror solidified, making it difficult for the creature to move.

A look of pure terror crossed the creature's grotesque face as it struggled, releasing a burst of Eldritch Energy from its body, shattering the space restrictions instantly.

However, even though it destroyed the restrictions, it was already too late.

Swish!

The golden slash made of pure destructive energy reached the Horror in the blink of an eye, and before the creature could do anything, its massive body was cleaved cleanly in two.

Even after slicing through the mid-level Rank Three Eldritch Horror, the golden slash showed no signs of stopping and it continued to surge forward, wiping out hundreds of low-level Eldritch Horrors that were following behind the Rank Three creature.

As the bodies of the dead Eldritch Horrors made contact with the ground, they immediately disintegrated into dust, and their energy was absorbed into the core of the Azragoth World.

About five hundred meters above the battlefield, Evan panted slightly as he wiped the sweat from his forehead after killing the rank three horror.

His sharp gaze shifted downwards, observing the chaotic battle still raging between the Eldritch Horrors and the undead army.

It had already been more than five hours since the battle began, and the death toll of the Eldritch Horrors had soared past four million.

Thanks to the Life Chain, there were no casualties on the side of the army brought by Velgoth. But despite killing so many Eldritch Horrors, the undead army and the Eldritch Creatures brought by Velgoth were still struggling, overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of the horrors.

As the battle continued, more and more Eldritch Horrors from other regions of the Azragoth World began arriving, responding to the call of the Rank Five Horror.

Because of the arrival of the new horrors, their number kept increasing with each passing moment. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Even though the shadow undeads and other creatures had killed close to four million Eldritch Horrors in the past five hours, more than six million new horrors had arrived in response to the Rank Five's summons, increasing their number even more.

Additionally, after all this time, despite the effects of the Life Chain, the shadow undeads and the Eldritch Creatures began to show signs of injury—an indication that even the Life Chain was nearing its limit.

And on top of all of this—

"I have a bad feeling... like something big is about to happen," Evan muttered to himself, his gaze shifting towards the ominous red-orange sky.

In his current state, the only thing that could make him feel this uneasy was the impending arrival of the people from the Origin Universe and based on what Velgoth had told him earlier, Evan knew that their arrival was imminent.

"Damn it! He said it wouldn't take more than one or two hours to handle that thing, but it's already been five hours and he is still not done yet!" Evan cursed angrily, his eyes narrowing as he looked into the distance, where the sky was trembling and the very laws of the world were in chaos.

The world essence in that area was in complete turmoil, and the space barrier had already collapsed, revealing a pitch-black void that stretched across thousands of kilometres.

"From the energy fluctuations, it doesn't seem like their fight is going to end anytime soon," Evan muttered with an annoyed expression and felt a strong urge to march over and beat Velgoth for underestimating the situation earlier.

"We can't afford to delay any longer. If the people from the Origin Universe arrive before we have taken care of these horrors, it'll put us at a severe disadvantage," Evan said to himself and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the shadow undeads battling below felt their connection to Evan deepen, and a portion of their spiritual energy began to flow into him.

Evan's left eye gleamed with a deep, blood-red glow, and the sky above began to shift from its reddish-orange hue to a dark crimson. A massive red eye materialized in the centre of the sky, glaring down at the battlefield with an overwhelming killing intent that suffused the air and made everyone tremble in fear.

All the Eldritch Horrors and the Eldritch army that Velgoth had brought with him halted their fighting and turned their gaze towards the sky, an absolute look of terror filling their eyes. The overwhelming killing intent radiating from the colossal red eye was so suffocating that each of them felt their very souls trembling in fear.

However, unlike the Eldritch Horrors and Velgoth's army, the shadow undeads and the skeletons under Evan's command didn't stop fighting. In fact, their attacks became even more ferocious upon feeling the killing intent radiating from the blood red eye.

Taking full advantage of the paralysis gripping the Eldritch Horrors, the undead army launched a brutal assault, slaughtering the horrors at a terrifyingly rapid pace. The battlefield was quickly transformed into a gruesome meat grinder, where tens of thousands of horrors fell every passing second.

Though the flesh and blood of every slain Eldritch creature was immediately absorbed by the Azragoth World, the sheer speed at which they were dying filled the air with a nauseating stench of blood and the thick, oppressive energy of death.

So many creatures were being killed at once that the battlefield became a ghastly sight of devastation, with the aura of death engulfing everything.

Evan focused on controlling his Gaze of Monarch skill and soon managed to stop the killing intent from affecting Velgoth's army. As a result, they, too, rejoined the slaughter, rapidly decreasing the Eldritch Horrors' numbers and feeding vast amounts of energy to the World Core in the process.

For several minutes, Evan maintained the Gaze of Monarch, watching as the number of Eldritch Horrors was whittled down significantly. Once their numbers had decreased to a manageable level, he finally deactivated the skill and exhaled heavily, panting from exertion.

"Even though my shadow undeads shared some of their spiritual power with me, it's still no easy task to control millions of creatures simultaneously," Evan muttered, wiping the sweat from his brow.

His gaze then shifted towards the area where Velgoth and the Rank Five Eldritch Horror were locked in fierce combat, and without wasting a moment, he stepped forward, instantly teleporting a few thousand kilometres away until he stood thousands of meters high in the sky some distance away from their battlefield.

The region where Velgoth and the Rank Five Eldritch Horror were fighting was in complete disarray.

The chaotic energies of their clash were so intense that the space around them was distorted, and the world essence was in complete turmoil, making it impossible for Evan to clearly see what was happening inside.

Evan observed the turbulent scene for a few seconds, taking a deep breath before reaching into his shadow storage.

From his shadow storage, he pulled out the deep-blue potion that Octavius had specially crafted for him earlier and downed it in one swift motion.

As the potion's effects coursed through his body, Evan's eyes flashed with a deep purple light and focusing on the spot where Velgoth and the Rank Five Eldritch Horror were fighting, he activated his recently acquired skill—Null Eyes.