Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2915

‘Aargh!’

Sunny staggered, his mind reeling from the profane triumvirate of terror, pain, and the Call.

The oars of the Chain Breaker almost got away from him, but he managed to grasp them tightly at the last moment and steer the ship away from the falling corpse of a Nightmare Butterfly.

A moment later, something dark and bloody struck one of the masts, shattering it, and was sent crashing into the deck. The thing rolled, leaving a bloody trail behind it, and came to a stop with a pained groan.

That thing was Sunny, as well — one of his two winged incarnations that had been protecting the ship in the air.

The blood left on the splintered wood moved like a living being, flowing back into his broken body. But it was of little use, since he had been hurt too severely. His wings had been destroyed, and his body was torn and mangled under the crumbling jade armor.

He strained to stand up, but then toppled back to the deck with a stifled hiss. At least one of his arms seemed to be viciously broken, splinters of white bone protruding through torn skin, so leaning on it had been a mistake.

Raising his bloodied face to give the incarnations piloting the Chain Breaker a grim look, Sunny allowed his battered avatar to collapse into a shadow and moved to wrap Saint into his dark embrace.

‘That's... two down, five to go.'

Things were not looking good for Sunny and Nephis.

The Chain Breaker must have already climbed very far up the endless flat expanse of the great pyramid's slope — far enough for him not to sense the echoes of the ferocious battle between Azarax and the Ash Tyrant, at least.

But he could not sense the entrance to the interior of the Tomb of Ariel, still.

And he was not sure that they would continue fighting their way through the dreadful swarm of Nightmare Butterflies for much longer.

Far away, deep in the dark stormfront of Great abominations, the Puppeteer was on the verge of being vanquished. The great moth's wings were so torn that it could barely keep itself in the air, and its movements were turning sluggish.

It tried to keep the Nightmare Butterflies from coming close, but it was of no use — more and more of them were landing on the Puppeteer's titanic body, covering it like a ghastly, undulating carpet.

The abominations were sinking their scythe-like legs into the Sacred shade, rending it apart bit by bit. Two of its legs had already been torn off, and now, one of the Nightmare Butterflies landed on its enormous compound eye, piercing the glittering onyx surface with a monstrous proboscis.

The strings of black silk were dancing chaotically, unable to catch their prey anymore.

In the distance, Slayer was in a similar condition. Her missing eye and shattered fangs only made her look more furious, but even if her murderous rage and chillingly cold killing intent had not abated one bit, only growing fiercer as time went by, she was slowly beginning to succumb to her wounds.

Even as dozens of Nightmare Butterflies continued to fall prey to the stunning, malevolent obsidian dragon, the dragon was losing a piece of herself with each adversary she killed.

Far above, Neph's blinding radiance was now completely obscured by the rustling mass of winged horrors, as if she had been swallowed by the swarm. Only a rare ray of radiant white light managed to through the impenetrable wall of monstrous butterflies, showing Sunny that she was still alive and fighting to clear a path for them. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

As for Sunny himself...

He was not doing that great, either.

In fact, he felt like he was ready to collapse.

“Serpent! Protect that tree!"

The golden fruits of the sacred tree were already rolling on the deck. The Chain Breaker was climbing at a steep incline, so they all ended up near where Sunny was controlling the ship, feeling the air with a mouth-watering aroma.

All he could taste on his tongue was blood, though — not because he was bleeding, but because his vanquished incarnations had been drowning in blood seconds before turning into intangible shadows.

The Chain Breaker had already sustained damage, as well. Sunny had been using manifested shadows to operate the mighty siege engines installed on its deck, but most of those were gone now — torn from the deck and tossed overboard or utterly broken by the very Nightmare Butterflies they were meant to bring down.

The hull was not breached yet, but it was already covered in scars. Several sections of the deck were damaged severely enough to be on the verge of crumbling. One of the masts was broken now, and the rest... Sunny did not know how much longer they would last.

He struggled against the overwhelming desire to tear the blindfold off his eyes and look ahead...

But he knew that he couldn't.

The bestial panic that had usurped his heart was telling him not to.

‘Damn it!'

They were so close.

They were almost there...

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