Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2953

Cassie stumbled and turned around as the gates of the Ebony Tower shut behind her. She was safely protected from the eerily quiet, deceptively slow-moving mass of white mist that flooded the Ebony Island in the blink of an eye...

However, her marks weren't.

Suddenly, all she could see was swirling white fog, and all she could hear was the choir of strangely distant, muffled screams that echoed in its depths.

She shivered.

‘Nothing...'

It took her a moment to regain a semblance of composure. Able to think once more, she easily understood what Mordret had done. His Aspect allowed him to open paths between reflections. So, he had prepared one last trump card to use against the Dreamspawn in case the tides of war turned against him.

Somewhere in the white mists of the Hollow Mountains, there stood a great mirror Mordret must have created and had been sustaining despite the endless erosion of being exposed to nothing. And now, he opened a path between that mirror and the Ebony Tower, unleashing nothing into the world...

No, he did not open a path. He tore a hole in existence, allowing nothing to seep into the Chained Isles.

‘Has he... lost his...'

Cassie turned around, listening to the sound of Mordret's limping steps.

He was heading to the middle of the great hall of the Ebony Tower, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. The seven Reflections followed.

Placing a mark on one of the Reflections, Cassie was finally able to see Mordret.

The King of Nothing... did not look too good.

His black armor was bent and shredded, slowly collapsing into a rain of ghostly sparks. His clothes beneath were soaked with blood, and countless cuts covered his battered body.

There was bloody foam in the corners of his mouth, and his pale face glistened with cold sweat.

His eyes, however...

In the depth of his mirror-like eyes, a feverish determination and a dark, demented kind of glee were smoldering like coals.

His lips twisted into a grin, revealing his bloodied teeth.

“Ah, how improper, how unsightly. Why am I having so much fun? I shouldn't... I really mustn't. Where is my decorum?"

He let out a laugh.

Cassie frowned, suppressing a desire to step back.

It really felt like Mordret had completely lost his mind... of course, she knew that he hadn't. That man was too insidious to be broken so easily. More than that, he had never been sane, to begin with — how could one lose something they had never possessed?

‘Right. Why wouldn't he unleash nothing upon his enemies?’

Normal people could not survive in the white mist of the Hollow Mountains. However, Mordret could — he was kin to the Others and the Creatures of Nothing, after all. So, his vessels would be able to prey on the warriors of the Hunger Domain, moving freely through the mist.

That was what Cassie had expected to happen. She had assumed that Mordret would wipe out the weaker soldiers of the Dreamspawn with the help of nothing, then send his vessels to slaughter the stronger ones by using the mist to his advantage.

But reality was different from her expectations.

‘W-what is happening?’

In Cassie's mind... myriad points of view she had been perceiving the world through were vanishing, as if erased from existence. She was not surprised that many of the human soldiers who had invaded the Ebony Island ceased to exist, the fragile sparks of their lives washed away by the tide of nothingness. However, most of the perspectives she was losing did not belong to the thralls of Asterion.

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