Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 982  Leaving The Tomb (Part 6)

---) Name — The Halberd Of Destruction!

---) Type — Soul Weapon

---) Grade — Origin n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"This—" Evan's eyes opened wide in shock as he stared at the information in front of him without blinking.

Due to the earlier memory he had seen upon touching Elora, his spiritual power was completely drained and he was feeling dizzy.

However, after seeing the information that appeared before him, all his dizziness vanished, and his breathing became heavy.

He tried to stabilize his breathing by taking deep breaths, but as time passed, he felt a sense of loss deep within his heart.

Looking at Elora, who was standing in front of him with her eyes closed, he couldn't believe she wasn't a real living being but the spirit of a weapon.

After spending time with her in the Tomb of the Ancient, he had genuinely started to treat her as someone very close to him... someone he could call family.

He had never had anyone close to him whom he could call family, whether it was on Earth or in the Arora world there had never been anyone. So the revelation that the person he considered family was not actually a living being had a great impact on his mind, and he didn't know what to do.

"This must be some kind of joke. There is no way she is a weapon spirit and not a real living being," Evan said with a shake of his head and took deep breaths.

But the more he looked at the information in front of him, the more he realized he was just trying to deceive himself.

"Fu*k..." He suddenly cursed and slammed his hand on the hard altar. Although Evan's strength was very high, his punch didn't affect the altar and it remained undamaged. However, he didn't care about it and punched the altar a few more times, venting his frustration.

After a few minutes, he stopped punching the floor and looked at Elora with a complicated expression on his face, as he looked at her, the sense of loss he was feeling intensified even more.

 It was the first time he felt like this, so he didn't know what to do.

"So the reason I was feeling a connection with her was because she is a soul weapon... a weapon that is directly connected to my soul," Evan muttered and smiled bitterly. At the same time, he finally understood why Elora was unbothered by most things, like the Time Water and the Eldritch Energy.

She was not a real living being, but a weapon spirit... A weapon spirit of a weapon that is Origin grade so things like Time Water and Eldritch Energy were completely useless against her.

He also realized why Elora, who had been in the Tomb for thousands of years still looked like a child. Since she was not a real living being, it was impossible for her to age like normal people.

Evan thought about all of these things and upon careful thinking, a thought suddenly came to his mind: does it matter if she is a real being or not?

Honestly, to Evan, it didn't matter what she was. The reason he was frustrated and anxious was that this information came to him too suddenly. On top of that, he didn't know what should he do with Elora.

Earlier, when he felt his connection with her weakening, he thought she was injured.  But now that he realized she is not a real living being, he knows it is impossible for her to get injured.

Since she was not injured, he couldn't understand why his connection with her was weakening and what he should do to take her with him.

Evan pulled back his hand from Elora's head, and the information floating in front of him disappeared. As it vanished, he took a deep breath and called out in a soft voice.

"Elora."

He tried to wake up Elora, who stood with her eyes closed, but no matter how many times he called her, she didn't respond.

"What is wrong with her?" Evan started to feel anxious when Elora didn't wake up even after he called her many times.

If she were a normal person, he would have used potions or other pills to wake her up, but now that he knew she was not a real person, he wasn't sure what to do.

He tried to pick her up and leave the area filled with black smoke, but when he attempted to lift her, he found he couldn't move her no matter what he tried. It was as if she were attached to this place and he couldn't take her away.

As Evan thought he might not be able to take her with him, he felt a deep sense of reluctance and quickly shook his head.

"No, I promised her that I would take her out, and I am not going to leave her here. Especially now that most of the Tomb has collapsed and the situation here is unclear," Evan muttered with a serious look on his face.

As he spoke and his determination to take Elora out of the Tomb grew, he suddenly felt something deep within his soul change.

The next second, a notification flashed in front of his eyes...

(The effect of 'The Cursed One' Title has been permanently reduced by 10%.)

"This—" Evan was stunned when he saw the notification and felt as if some of the chains holding back his soul had shattered, making him feel very light.

As soon as the notification flashed before him, Elora, who was standing in front of him turned into a beam of bright golden light and disappeared into the black smoke behind her, from where waves of destructive energy were emanating.

As Elora vanished into the black smoke, the smoke gradually started to dissipate. In just a few seconds, the black smoke completely disappeared and a jet-black halberd with a deep red handle and emerald green outline was revealed in front of Evan.

The halberd was plunged deep into the altar and surrounded by tens of different kinds of runes.

As the halberd appeared before him, a voice suddenly echoed in the surroundings.

"So my guess was correct, huh."

Evan was stunned when he heard the voice and looked around in confusion.

"Azroth."

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