Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2932

Cassie swayed faintly, overwhelmed by the dreadful scale of the battle.

It looked as if the world was ending.

The world was really ending, no matter which side won — so that a new, ghastly world could be born from its corpse.

‘What is my endgame here?'

Suddenly, Cassie felt lost.

She had resolved herself to stand by Mordret till the bitter end, but she did not want him to win. His victory today would mean that humanity had been wiped out — all its Awakened warriors, at least, which meant the same in the world of the Nightmare Spell.

So, Cassie did not know what she was doing here.

'No...'

No, she did. She had made a choice to fight with Mordret for a reason... so, these frightened thoughts did not belong to her. They were the Dreamspawn's poison seeping into her mind now that she had opened it once more. Gritting her teeth, Cassie focused on the battle.

Far away, the vessels of Mordret and the forces of humanity collided on the surface of the seven great chains. The two Sovereigns had chosen different tactics in this harrowing clash — Mordret sent his most fearsome champions, his Reflections, to lead the armies of detestable vessels.

Asterion, meanwhile, kept his strongest champions back, first sending weaker thralls forward to exhaust the Reflections.

It was a chilling massacre.

The massacre was especially chilling because one of the Reflections was wearing Cassie's own face, slaughtering humans with utter lack of mercy or hesitation. So, it was like watching herself murdering them.

For a brief moment, Cassie wondered if Mordret was doing that to torment her.

But no... he was simply commanding one of the Reflections to mirror Cassie because her powers were simply too lethal in combination with his own. Not only did they allow the Reflection to sense its adversary's movements in advance, but they also made it so that Reflection could warn the other six, as well.

As a result, all seven were far more unassailable and lethal than they would have been otherwise.

If the Dreamspawn had any qualms about burying them under a tide of human bodies, he did not show it. Instead, he allowed Ascended and Awakened warriors to die by their hands, claws, and maws in scores... he really did not want to sacrifice the lives of the Saints, it seemed.

Because the Saints were meant to become his main course when he eventually devoured humanity.

Asterion was forced to change his strategy soon, though.

It was because the human waves he sent to bury the Reflections not only failed to weaken them, but were actually making them stronger. It was as if they were offered an impossibly generous feast of human souls, and as torrents of soul fragments poured into their depths, the Reflections absorbed them like a dry riverbed.

As Cassie watched, one of them actually evolved in Class, gaining newfound strength.

That was why Asterion reacted, having judged that the necessity of sending forward his strongest champions far outweighed the risk now.

The cadence of the fierce battle on the heavenly chains changed.

The human soldiers retreated in eerie unity, and instead, their commanders moved forward to lead the charge.

On one of the Chains, Seishan appeared like a walking nightmare, her grotesque figure obscured by a bloody haze. On another chain, a swarm of crows descended to form a figure of a tall, gaunt man. Somewhere else, a river of liquid metal flowed across the links of the great chain, rushing forward like an unstoppable silver flood... 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

When the advancing Saints crashed into the Reflections, the Ebony Island quaked. Mordret clicked his tongue.

“Does he really think that these pathetic..."

However, before he could finish the sentence, his expression changed.

Six of the seven Reflections managed to repel the fierce assault of the human Saints, entangling them in a ferocious melee. However, on the chain where Morgan had appeared, the Reflections was almost instantly overwhelmed and pushed back, the surface of its mirrored body covered by cracks and on the verge of shattering. Mordret gritted his teeth.

“Ah, it seems... that I am spread too thin..."

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