Defiance of the Fall

Chapter 693: Bumpy Ride

Zac’s abyssal eyes moved back and forth. Back and forth between the necklace being presented on the scene, its core shimmering with mysterious lights that called to the very depths of his soul. And to the congenial smile of his companion, which seemed like a sword of Damocles over his head.“What do you want?” Zac sighed, feeling like he was making a deal with the devil.

“We don’t need much,” Catheya smiled. “One request from each of us. I have a secondary mission in the Twilight Ocean, one that might put us in the crosshairs of some dangerous people among the living. I was planning on doing that with just my followers to help out, but I think things would go smoother with your help.”

“How long?” Zac asked with a frown.

“It will be completed by the time we reach the Life-Death Pearls, but there will probably be some heated battles."

“I won’t fight to the death,” Zac said without hesitation, but Catheyas mouth only quirked up.

“Agreed, but you need to put in some real effort,” Catheya countered.

“And your master?” Zac asked as he glanced at the scene, and he saw the announcer stare back at him. He waved at him to wait for a bit before he turned back to Catheya.

“He has a personal task for you. I don’t know its contents, but he said it was simple enough,” she said.

Zac wasn’t relishing the thought of ‘owing one’ to a Peak C-grade Monarch, but did he have a choice? He and Kenzie had

Some of the ichor didn't actually float out into the emptiness of space, but it rather entered the black swirl to cause its aura to increase to even greater heights. Zac didn't pause to celebrate the kill, but he rather shot toward the warrior who still was running free. The man had already realized his group had hit an iron plate, but he looked around in confusion as he was rooted in place while trying to flee through the void.

This was one of the benefits of pushing [Vanguard of Undeath] to peak mastery. Its taunting effect was still effective even at this stage, though it only lasted a second or two before most could overcome it. But that was enough for Zac to catch up, and a five-meter jagged scar of pitch-black ichor hacked into the warrior's defensive barrier, instantly cutting it in two.

Another hack with [Gorehew] ended the man's life, and the last two attackers were firmly caught by this point, one of them locked into a morbid embrace with their impaled companion. Zac was pleasantly surprised by his new skill. It wasn't fancy or had a lot of functions, but it could fully scale with even his attributes and its edge was extremely sharp.

Besides, the skill had already grown another meter in length after the second kill, indicating that the jagged edge could become a real terror in the middle of a packed horde of enemies.

"Please!" one of the two captives scried as Zac dragged the two captives toward him, but Zac only released a sinister chuckle from behind his mask as his grotesquely oversized right arm cut her and her companion in two, ending the fight.

It had taken less than three seconds since Zac shot out his chains, but all five attackers were already dead. Their body parts joined the Twilight River one by one as Zac jumped back onto his vessel and sailed away as though nothing had happened, confident that his disguise hadn't been broken. However, Zac didn't feel any relief even when the neighboring vessels gave a slightly wider berth to his vessel as he continued his journey.

His trip home was bound to become a bumpy one.