Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1202  World Form—Umbrathiel (Part 1)

The silver, transparent cage that Florita used to trap Krythorion and Zalga was one of her Authorities: Dark Contract.

Under its effect, she could trap anyone within a cage, forcing them into combat with her. The only way for a trapped opponent to escape was by killing Florita, and similarly, Florita could not leave the cage without killing her opponent.

The Dark Contract functioned as an equal exchange, making the cage a life-and-death arena from which neither could escape without victory over the other.

Normally, under the effect of the Dark Contract, no one could interfere in the battle between the opponents trapped inside.

However, Florita's situation was somewhat unique. Firstly, she had been summoned to the Azragoth World under the effect of Evan's authority: Realm Guardian, and could be considered his summoned unit, representing him.

Not only that, but she was also a Shadow Undead, closely connected to him. Although Evan couldn't keep her by his side until he integrated the Primordial Shadow Realm with his core, she was still a shadow undead under his command.

Since she was a summoned unit and represented Evan, she could receive help from him even under the effects of the Dark Contract.

As Evan used his skill and the Death Ring unfolded, the pitch-black swirling ring, filled with the essence of death easily entered the cage created by the Dark Contract and engulfed Florita and the others.

Because the effect of the Master of Shadows Authority had already ended, the Death Ring didn't cause any harm to Krythorion and Zalga.

Although the Death Ring didn't cause any harm to them, their expressions still changed to one of shock because the moment the Death Ring engulfed them, Florita's aura began to increase at a rapid pace.

Outside the silver-colored transparent cage, Evan's shadow undeads moved like ghosts, killing the Eldritch Horrors that Velgoth had released earlier. As the Eldritch Horrors fell one by one, the essence of death within the Death Ring continued to increase and with the fall of every five hundred Eldritch Horrors, the power of the shadow undeads increased by one percent.

Due to the Dark Contract, Evan couldn't sense the aura of Florita or the others who were battling inside the cage. If he wanted to feel the intensity of the battle, he would have to enter the cage himself, which was nothing short of foolishness.

In a battle between Rank Six Core Evolvers, Evan knew that even the aftereffects of their fight would be enough to severely injure, or even kill, a Rank Five Core Evolver, much less someone like him, who was just a Rank Three Core Evolver.

Although Evan didn't enter the cage and couldn't feel their auras, he still noticed the change in Krythorion and Zalga's expressions, which told him that the Death Ring was working as intended and that it could even increase the power of Rank Six Core Evolvers just by killing lower-level monsters.

Before using the Death Ring, he had been worried that because of Florita's high rank, or the fact that he hadn't yet integrated the Primordial Shadow Realm might prevent his skill from boosting her powers.

But now that Death Ring was working fine, he couldn't help but sigh in relief.

Florita could already face Zalga and Krythorion even before her powers were boosted by the Death Ring, and with the Death Ring's boost, Evan felt that it wouldn't be difficult for her to finish off Krythorion and Zalga before her summoning time ran out.

In just a few seconds, Evan's shadow undead had killed nearly fifty thousand low-level Eldritch Horrors that Velgoth had released. As a result—

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The cage created by Dark Contract suddenly trembled, and the two figures inside were blown away by a terrifying force. Krythorion and Zalga crashed into the cage walls, feeling their internal organs shake from the immense aura radiating from Florita.

"Why has her powers increased so suddenly?" Zalga asked, stunned by the abrupt rise in Florita's strength.

"It's the effect of the death essence. That swirling black ring is filled with it, and it can increase the power of undeads," Krythorion replied in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the Death Ring, which now filled almost every part of the cage.

"What should we do? If we want to fight her, we'll have to use our World Form. But if we use our World Form here, this world will most likely be destroyed instantly, and that guy might die during the destruction..." Zalga spoke in a grim tone, his gaze on Florita, who appeared a bit out of control due to her sudden power surge.

Krythorion remained silent upon hearing Zalga's words. He, too, was concerned about destroying the Azragoth World and accidentally killing Evan and felt annoyed.

Just as both of them were thinking about what to do next, Florita's faint voice reached their ears, and their expressions turned into one of horror.

"World Form—Umbrathiel!"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Suddenly, a terrifying torrent of energy, tens of times stronger than the one that had previously blown Krythorion and Zalga away filled the cage and two auras—one golden, one black—rose into the sky.

"This b***h! Isn't she afraid of destroying this artificially created world and killing that guy as well?" Zalga shouted, his voice filled with shock as he looked at the rising black and golden auras within the cage.

However, Krythorion completely ignored Zalga's shout, his baseball-sized eyes wide as he stared at the rising black-and-gold aura.

"Umbrathiel... How is this possible? Those beings went extinct during the last Primordial War! How can she use the World Form of Umbrathiel?" Krythorion muttered, his voice filled with disbelief. But before he could further understand the situation—

Swish!

A swishing sound reached his ears, and alarm bells began to ring in his mind.

"Get away!" He quickly shouted, pushing Zalga away and sending him flying hundreds of meters.

The moment Krythorion shoved Zalga aside, two flying swords—one black and one golden—slashed past where Zagla had been standing, narrowly missing him.

But after the swords missed their target, they didn't return to their owner. Instead, they took a sharp turn and before Krythorion, who was just a meter away from them could react—

Swish!

The swords shot toward him, severing both of his arms.Nôv(el)B\\jnn