Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Chapter 628: Bone Demon’s Thorn (2)

Fortunately, Ethan had stopped him before matters reached such a point.

Standing quietly behind Ethan, Elis also relaxed slightly as she arrived at the same conclusion.

The two women silently exchanged a glance before looking back towards Master Drogo.

However, Aria remained thoroughly confused, as she couldn’t understand Ethan’s actions at all.

Meanwhile, Erius’ complexion gradually darkened.

Only moments ago, he had convinced himself that Ethan was nothing more than an arrogant fool whose pride had completely clouded his judgment.

Yet now, that conclusion suddenly seemed far less convincing.

For the first time since meeting Ethan, uncertainty appeared within his heart.

"W-What... what is this?"

Meanwhile, Master Drogo’s aged hands trembled violently.

For an instant, he nearly threw the grey thorn away in panic.

The sinister aura radiating from it was unlike anything he had ever touched before.

Cold, corrosive, and saturated with an overwhelming stench of death.

Simply holding it in his palm caused tiny strands of grey mana to creep across his fingers before quickly fading away.

A chill travelled through his entire body.

Throughout his long life, Master Drogo had spent almost all of his years within the Northern Glacial Region.

Even the furthest place he had ever travelled was the prosperous Central Divine Region, a land famous for its holy elemental energy and flourishing magical civilization.

He had spent his entire life forging weapons imbued with pure elemental mana, which included the element of pure darkness, not its corrupted form.

Objects that radiated such evil and deathly energy were something he had only read about in ancient records.

Holding such an object in his own hands for the first time caused even his experienced heart to shudder instinctively.

"Heh."

Ethan finally spoke after quietly observing the old man’s reaction.

He lazily rested both hands behind his head before continuing with an amused smile.

"If you’re planning to throw it away, then it will only be your loss, old man."

Those casual words immediately caused Master Drogo’s movements to stop, and his widened eyes to slowly narrow.