Necromancer Of The Shadows C.1172 Another Primordial (Part 2)

"Gobu, prepare your tools. We are going to perform a neutering surgery on this guy."

When Evan's words reached Emperor Velgoth's ears, he didn't fully comprehend what neutering surgery meant, but for some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine, specifically targeting his lower body.

The next moment, his face turned deathly pale as he saw Gobu walking toward him, wielding a large knife in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other.

Unable to stand, Velgoth dragged his body backwards in desperation, terror flashing in his eyes and a kind of fear he hadn't felt in millennia surged within him.

Evan casually took the scissors from Gobu's hand and with a cruel smile, glanced toward the terrified emperor.

"Gobu, you cut the carrot, and I will harvest the peanuts," He said, making a deliberate snipping motion with the scissors in his hand.

Hearing Evan, Gobu's eyes gleamed with excitement as he licked the blade of his knife with his tongue, a disturbing grin spread across his face.

He took a step forward, his voice filled with twisted joy, sounding like a child about to indulge in their favourite game. "Kakakaka! It's been a long time since I cut off someone's carrot! Master, before you harvest the peanuts, can I cut the carrot first?"

Evan tried to suppress the slight discomfort that even he felt from Gobu's enthusiasm and played along with the act, signalling him to go ahead.

If he didn't know better, he would have thought Gobu had been engaging in this sort of mutilation for years.

"Wait! Wait!" Seeing Gobu walking towards him with a large knife in his hand, Velgoth finally shouted, unable to take it any longer. For the first time in his life, the powerful emperor was brought to the brink of pure terror.

The idea of his "carrot" being sliced off by these monsters was enough to make him wish for death. But even death was a luxury he could not grasp right now, as all of his energy was sealed.

"What? Are you finally ready to cooperate?" Evan asked in a casual, almost bored tone, but there was a dark undertone that made it clear he was fully serious.

Velgoth took several deep breaths hearing Evan's casual tone, his once regal presence reduced to one of a frightened man.

"Is this really necessary? Must you humiliate me like this? Just kill me and be done with it."

Hearing Velgoth, a mocking smile appeared on Evan's face as he slowly approached him.

"Kill you?" He asked with a chuckle. "Do you think you will be free after death?"

His eyes darkened as he crouched down, meeting Velgoth's gaze head-on. "You know who I am, and you know exactly what happens to those who die by my hands."

Velgoth's eyes trembled when he heard Evan's words and his body shivered uncontrollably. He glanced past him, looking at the thousands of shadow undeads standing silently behind him.

"Asking you questions without killing you is already an act of mercy," Evan continued in a cold voice. "If you still refuse to answer, I can easily turn you into one of them, and you will spill everything that I want to know without hesitation. Do you want that?"

Velgoth fell silent upon hearing Evan, his gaze locked on the thousands of shadow undeads who surrounded him and after a long pause, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"If you… if you can turn me into one of them, why are you wasting time talking to me instead of just doing it?"

"It's because your rank is too high. To turn you into one of them, I would have to pay a certain price," Evan responded in a light tone, his eyes growing indifferent. "But if you really refuse to cooperate, I don't mind paying that price."

Velgoth looked into Evan's indifferent eyes and remained silent, thinking what he should do.

Of course, all of Evan's talk about paying a price to turn him into a Shadow Undead was complete nonsense. Without reaching mid-level Rank Four, it was impossible for him to turn Velgoth into a shadow undead, who was a beginner level rank five core evolver.

But Velgoth didn't know about the limitations of his shadow resurrection ability, so he was confident that as long as he could bluff Velgoth into believing he could turn him into a shadow undead at any moment, the emperor would definitely answer his questions.

As for why he was so confident—

The reason was simple.

Velgoth had ruled over all the Eldritch Creatures in Azragoth World for tens of thousands of years. Now that he threatened to make him his eternal servant as a shadow undead, how could a proud emperor like him accept such a fate?

Velgoth would rather answer the questions willingly than be enslaved forever.

"If I answer your questions, you have to promise not to turn me into one of them after I am dead," After a long silence, Velgoth finally said.

He didn't ask Evan to spare his life because he knew that only a fool would let their enemy live, and based on everything he had seen, Velgoth knew Evan wasn't the type to make such a mistake.

So instead of asking him to spare his life, he focused on one request that Evan wouldn't turn him into a shadow undead after killing him.

Evan looked at Velgoth's resolute face for a moment and stepped back slightly.

"Sure. As long as you answer my questions, I will honour your request."

Velgoth stared at Evan for a few moments, then turned his gaze to the Eldritch Creatures who were still waiting for his command, ready to battle the shadow undeads at any time and took a deep breath.

'I hope they can escape from here and save themselves by using the World Passage...' He thought before looking back at Evan.

"What do you want to know?" Velgoth asked with a calm look on his face.

"There are many things I want to know, like who are the people trying to capture me alive? Why do you want to kill me and interfere with their plans? And many more," Evan said and narrowed his eyes. "But before all that… Tell me, why are you the only Eldritch Creature at Rank Five in Azragoth World when it's such a good place for cultivation?"