Chapters (70)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Prologue
- Chapter 1 - Kenny
- Chapter 2 - Me and the Girl
- Chapter 3 - The Christening
- Chapter 4 - Craven
- Chapter 5 - The Jitter Girls
- Chapter 6 - China’s Secret
- Chapter 7 - The Death Bringer
- Chapter 8 - Friends in High Places
- Chapter 9 - Friends in Low Places
- Chapter 10 - The Warlock
- Chapter 11 - Alone at Last
- Chapter 12 - Bump in the Night
- Chapter 13 - Shadowknives
- Chapter 14 - The Call
- Chapter 15 - The Doctor is In
- Chapter 16 - Full Recovery
- Chapter 17 - The Zombie King - And Co
- Chapter 18 - The Arrest Warrant
- Chapter 19 - Gods and Monsters
- Chapter 20 - Riding Out
- Chapter 21 - The Love of a Vampire
- Chapter 22 - The Church of the Faceless
- Chapter 23 - The Homecoming
- Chapter 24 - The Temple Siege
- Chapter 25 - The Vivid Dead
- Chapter 26 - Terminal Two
- Chapter 27 - Into the Temple
- Chapter 28 - A Vile History
- Chapter 29 - Who Knows What Darkness
- Chapter 30 - Tenebrae
- Chapter 31 - Fuel
- Chapter 32 - A Bad Night in Haggard
- Chapter 33 - Willow Hill
- Chapter 34 - Valkyrie and Fletcher
- Chapter 35 - Teaching the Twins
- Chapter 36 - Confiding in Uncle Gordon
- Chapter 37 - The Wisdom of Leonard Cohen
- Chapter 38 - Back at the Window Again
- Chapter 39 - Killing Craven
- Chapter 40 - The End of the Death Bringer
- Chapter 41 - Home Sweet Home
- Chapter 42 - A New Mission
- Chapter 43 - A & E
- Chapter 44 - Mission Accomplished
- Chapter 45 - The Nicest Town in Ireland
- Chapter 46 - The Requiem Ball
- Chapter 47 - This Evening’s Entertainment
- Chapter 48 - Going Underground
- Chapter 49 - The Pre-Emptive Strike
- Chapter 50 - China’s Ally
- Chapter 51 - Flirting Disastrously
- Chapter 52 - All Fall Down
- Chapter 53 - The Death Bringer Rises
- Chapter 54 - Monster, Murderer
- Chapter 55 - Tunnel Vision
- Chapter 56 - Panic
- Chapter 57 - Beheaded
- Chapter 58 - The Main Event
- Chapter 59 - Hero and Villain
- Chapter 60 - Tattletale
- Chapter 61 - My Twilight
- Chapter 62 - They Walk Among Us
- Also by Landy Derek
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
Skulduggery turned. “Yes. I told you it was Vile’s ghost that was giving the armour purpose. In a way, that’s true, once you accept that Vile’s ghost is my subconscious. The armour is imitating me. Or it’s imitating how I used to be, at any rate.”
“You’re Lord Vile.”
“Yes. Sorry, I should have told you.”
“You killed Ghastly’s mother.”
“Among others, yes. He doesn’t know, obviously.”
“Stop talking like that!” she roared. “Stop talking so normal!”
“What would you prefer? Sobbing? Wailing? Maybe some more silence? Regret never won a war, Valkyrie, and ‘sorry’ isn’t a big enough word for what I’m feeling. I’ve spent my life since then trying to make up for it, but I’ll never make up for it. The things I did were unspeakably evil, but for those few years, I didn’t care.”
“You… you told me you did terrible things.”
“I did.”
“I didn’t think they’d be so…”
“I know. We can talk about this later.” He turned back to Tenebrae. “If my subconscious is controlling the armour, and the armour wants to kill your Death Bringer, then why haven’t you killed me?”
“Well,” Tenebrae said, “let’s face it, I might be wrong. The armour might be operating completely independently of you – it might have gained a higher degree of sentience. In that case, killing you would deprive me of a valuable asset in taking it down. The second reason and, quite honestly, the most pertinent, is that I don’t know how to kill you. If I try, a bungled attempt on your life might redirect the armour against me. And I have no intention of dying before the Passage is brought about. Not when I’m this close.”
“So you’ve been hoping that Melancholia brings about the Passage before Vile gets to her? That’s your whole strategy? You’ve been hoping?”
“The centuries have changed all of us, Skulduggery. As Cleric Wreath delights in pointing out, we Necromancers are used to sitting back and not actually doing anything. We’re a very lazy lot, now that I think about it.”
“No,” Skulduggery said, “you’ve waited too long for this lunatic scheme of yours to come true. You wouldn’t leave anything to chance.”