Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2013

Chapter 2013: Devil and the Seven Saints

’This is much better...’

Towering above the battlefield as the giant version of the Shadowspawn Shell, Sunny smiled darkly in the embrace of shadows.

His human body was still the most natural, and therefore the most effective form he could summon — in most battles, at least. But when he was outnumbered, the special traits of the Shadowspawn Shell truly shone.

Sunny had been pressed to contend against the seven Saints of Song, but now, his task was easier. He could keep his enemies at bay better with his four hands, sharp claws, and long tail.

His only regret was that Weaver’s Mask prevented him from using his sharp fangs, too.

’Let us continue, then...’

The Saints of Song renewed their assault, and Sunny lunged forward to face them.

The world became consumed by an unending cannonade of roaring thunderclaps, blinding flashes, and violent quakes. Clouds of dust and debris rose into the air, and gargantuan figures moved within them, clashing with terrifying and furious force.

Their calamitous confrontation seemed unimaginably ferocious and primal, devoid of all reason except for bloodlust and murderous frenzy... in fact, that was how most of the Awakened witnessing the battle probably saw it.

After all, in their minds, beings of such size and power were akin to dreadful Nightmare Creatures, and Nightmare Creatures were not known for their technique and meticulousness.

However, in truth, the furious battle was nothing but technical and meticulous. Yes, it was awesome and fierce. But behind the veil of frenzied determination and bestial might, every Saint fighting the Lord of Shadows was using their keen intellect, cold regard, and sophisticated battle art to fight and keep surviving the deadly cadence of the titanic clash.

Nothing less could suffice in this terrible battle, while power and refined control were only antithetical to each other in the hands of amateurs.

When true masters fought, fury and calculation served to augment each other, fusing to create a devastating and flawlessly precise storm of destruction.

...Needless to say, Sunny himself was no different. It was just that his insight, skill, and finesse were even more sublime and daunting.

The battle... was not in any way an easy one for him. In fact, it was the opposite — it was one of the most dire and dangerous battles he had experienced since conquering the Third Nightmare.

Yes, he was making it look easy, even going so far as to laugh in the face of the devastating onslaught of potentially fatal attacks. But it was mostly to mislead and intimidate his enemies, not because he was truly relaxed in the middle of this chilling confrontation and taking it easy.

In truth, Saints were still Saints, and there were three bearers of a divine lineage among his enemies right now. Each attack directed at him had the potential to heavily damage his Shell, or even rip his soul to shreds directly — especially considering that Silent Stalker seemed to somehow know exactly where to aim, and relayed that information to the rest of the Song Saints promptly.

Even when he shifted the location of his incarnation within the Shell, her attacks continued to follow it without error.

Sunny could probably withstand a blow or two, but his luck could just as easily run out. He was in the situation where one mistake could mean — would mean — death... once again.

It was a familiar and almost nostalgic feeling, and therefore, he already knew what he needed to do.

He simply did not allow himself to make mistakes.

There was one great advantage he had in that regard, as well as one great disadvantage.

His advantage was, of course, Shadow Dance. Sunny had already seen most of the seven Saints fight at one point or another. He had faced some of them at Vanishing Lake, and had observed the others during the Seventh Legion’s dreadful march to the Collarbone Citadel.

So, it did not take him long to get the initial grasp of their battle arts. Armed with that knowledge, he was largely able to predict what they were going to do, even if the details of how they were going to go about it still remained murky for some of the seven Saints.

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