Chapter 1129 Rank Three (Part 6)
"Impossible!" Utharic shouted with a look of disbelief on his face.
The dark purple crystal above the black staff had already stopped glowing and the scene showing Evan sitting in the cave with his eyes closed was slowly fading away.
In the scene, Nythor and Utharic could clearly see that although Evan was struck by the death curse, he somehow survived and didn't die.
Moreover, Evan's clone in front of them was also fine, which indicated that the main body was completely safe; otherwise, a clone wouldn't have been able to exist without the source of the main body.
The scene showing Evan sitting in the cave soon fully disappeared, and the black staff Utharic was holding lost its lustre as if all its power was used up.
Utharic's breathing stagnated when he saw the staff lose its lustre, knowing it had entered the cooldown state.
'Since the racial weapon has entered the cooldown state, it means the death curse was successful, then why...' Utharic looked at Evan, his eyes turning red.
"Why are you still alive even after being affected by the death curse?"
Nythor also had an ugly look on his face and stared at Evan as if he were looking at a ghost, not understanding how he survived the curse that could even kill a Peak Rank Five Core Evolver.
Evan's clone breathed a sigh of relief when the killing effect of the racial weapon was easily neutralized and looked at Utharic and Nythor with cold eyes.
Although the curse was easily nullified and he even received a big benefit from it, he still couldn't help but think about what might have happened if he didn't have the title 'Creator Of The Primordial Shadow Realm'.
'Damn, I want to kill these two right now, but I can't do anything to them before breaking through to Rank Three,' Evan cursed inwardly and sat down on the chair without saying anything.
Seeing Evan not answer his question, Utharic's face turned red with anger, but at the same time, a look of fear flashed deep within his eyes.
Seeing the situation wasn't good, Evan glanced at Mor'Zarak from the corner of his eye and thought of something.
'Although this guy is a mid-level Rank Three Core Evolver, his hiding ability is quite good and perfect for assassination...' He said to himself and decided to give his Shadow Undeads another helping hand.
"Mor'Zarak."
Hearing Evan's voice, Mor'Zarak was startled and looked at him with a hint of fear in his eyes.
From the way Utharic reacted and the fact that Evan was still completely fine, he could easily guess that the so-called killing effect of the Racial Weapon hadn't worked against him.
Although he didn't know many details about the Racial Weapon, he still knew it was the strongest weapon of the Eldranthia Empire, and being able to resist its killing effect was no small feat.
Evan naturally saw the fear in Mor'Zarak's eyes but didn't care and spoke in a flat voice.
"I have a task for you. If you complete it, I can guarantee that you won't die in the upcoming disaster, and I will even take you away from this world."
Mor'Zarak was surprised when he heard Evan's words, but when he learned what he had to do, a look of uncertainty crossed his face.
However, remembering what he saw in his vision and considering Evan's powers, he gritted his teeth and finally nodded.
Evan watched as Mor'Zarak's figure soon disappeared from sight and his eyes flashed with coldness.
'Now that the uncertain factor is gone...' He turned to look at Utharic and Nythor and stood up.
"How long are you planning to pretend? Do you think I am blind and can't see what you are doing?"