Necromancer Of The Shadows

In Azragoth World, Emperor Velgoth stood in front of the glowing altar with a respectful expression, gazing at Krythorion, who had an indifferent look on his square-shaped face.

"I see, you did a good job. Once everything is over, all of you can return here..." Krythorion said and his his eyes turned serious. "Someone will be there in a few days. Remember, make sure that guy doesn't escape and stays alive until someone from our side arrives."

"I understand," Emperor Velgoth replied respectfully, nodding his head.

Seeing Velgoth nod, Krythorion said nothing more and his image disappeared from atop the altar.

Once Krythorion's image vanished and the altar stopped functioning, Velgoth's respectful expression faded, replaced by a sneer. He turned and walked out of the room with a cold look on his face.

"They really think we are their pawns, to be used whenever they please," Velgoth muttered coldly, a ruthless light flashing in his eyes. "They want him alive, do they? Let's see how they react when they find his cold corpse after coming here."

After talking to his father, Votharion, Emperor Velgoth hadn't expected much success in contacting the other side through the altar, after all, Votharion had told him that his grandfather had used it in the past but had received no response.

Velgoth had only tried the altar to satisfy his curiosity, but unexpectedly, the altar had successfully connected with the other side.

However, after speaking with Krythorion, instead of feeling relief, Velgoth felt cold anger.

Although their conversation was short, the things Krythorion had said revealed many things. It became clear to Velgoth that the reason no one had responded when his grandfather had tried contacting them years ago was that they had stopped caring about the altar long ago.

The altar was their only means of communication with the other side, and the only reason he was able to connect now was because Krythorion's side had recently gotten wind of something concerning Evan and had decided to station someone to monitor the altar again.

Krythorion hadn't directly mentioned any of these things, but during their conversation, he had accidentally muttered—'It's a good thing we placed someone here to keep an eye on this altar again, or we would have missed this information.'

Though it was just a single sentence, to Velgoth, it felt like a hammer blow and he remembered what his father had said to him earlier.

"We are just pawns in their eyes."

From Krythorion's single sentence, Emperor Velgoth realized that the reason he was successfully able to contact them was that they recently began to pay attention to the altar once again for some reason.

If they hadn't received the news about Evan, they wouldn't have paid any attention to the altar, which was Velgoth's only means to communicate with them.

Although Velgoth kept his outward respectful appearance during the conversation with Krythorion, inwardly, he had already made up his mind to carry out his own plans.

"According to Krythorion, it will take a few days before they can open a space channel that leads here. I need to move fast," Emperor Velgoth muttered as he arrived at the room where the World Passage was located.

After arriving there, he waved his hand, and the storage ring he was wearing flashed.

The next second, thousands of dark blue essence stones appeared on the altar where the World Passage was. These essence stones were filled with intense energy, and the moment they appeared, the energy density within the room spiked, transforming into an essence mist.

Unlike high-level essence stones, these stones were smaller in size, but the energy within them had condensed into liquid, turning into a highly concentrated form of essence.

These were perfect-level essence stones, exceedingly rare even in Azragoth World. Normally, Emperor Velgoth would have been reluctant to use them, as they were highly valuable, even for someone like him, a Rank Five Core Evolver.

But at this moment, Velgoth didn't hesitate and used them without reservation.

Once the perfect-level essence stones touched the altar, the World Passage began to greedily absorb their energy, and the spatial turbulence within it started to stabilize.

Velgoth watched everything with an emotionless expression, not speaking anything. Three hours later, he suddenly felt something and glanced into the distance.

His gaze penetrated the walls of the castle and fell on Nythor and Utharic, who had just returned.

After Velgoth's phantom had sent Nythor and Utharic to the teleportation formation that they had used to go to Evan's location, it vanished since there was no immediate danger.

Once Emperor Velgoth's phantom vanished, both of them used the teleportation formation to return to the empire.

Nythor and Utharic were still in a dishevelled state after coming back, but before they could sigh in relief, Emperor Velgoth's voice echoed inside their minds.

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"Make preparations. We will be using the World Passage in three days."

Both Nythor and Utharic were shocked when they heard Emperor Velgoth's voice. But before they could voice their questions, they felt Velgoth's presence vanish.

They looked at each other with their eyes opened wide in shock, but soon, their expressions turned serious, realizing something must have happened that led Emperor Velgoth to make this decision.

"I'll handle evacuating the citizens. You take care of the forces stationed at the borders of the empire," Utharic said immediately, flying off without hesitation.

Nythor wasted no time either and using the teleportation formation, he quickly returned to the border of the empire, where he had been stationed before Utharic had called him.

Emperor Velgoth observed both of them for a moment before turning his attention back to the World Passage.

In this way, two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the World Passage was fully stabilized.

Seeing that the World Passage was stabilized, Emperor Velgoth's eyes flashed with a complicated emotion, but in the end, a determined look appeared on his face as he took out a football-sized, round-shaped object from his storage ring.

Seventy percent of the round object's surface was deep purple in color, while the remaining thirty percent was dark black. After taking out the object, Emperor Velgoth took a deep breath and injected his spiritual power into it.

As Emperor Velgoth injected his spiritual power into the round object, it shook, and suddenly, the black colour began to take over the area painted purple.

In just a few minutes, the black colour covered 50% of the object's surface, matching the size of the purple area.

Emperor Velgoth stopped injecting his spiritual power into the object once both colors occupied equal areas of the surface and the moment he stopped, a terrifying black aura surged from the distance and began to envelop the entire Azragoth World.