Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2962

Chapter 2962 Mordret of Nowhere

The ancient tower groaned as impossible forces clashed beneath the surface of the world. Within the King of Nothing, his Will and the inevitability of his demise clashed in a ferocious conflagration of force, both his soul and the world around him suffering from the fallout.

Cassie was pushed back, slamming into the wall of the Ebony Tower with enough momentum to make obsidian dust rain from above.

In front of her, Mordret was attempting to form a new soul core — a Sacred soul core — from the vast nebula of luminous shards that spun in the eye of the storm ravaging his Soul Sea. His Will was like a tyrannical force of attraction, subjecting the shattered cores to an impossible pressure. Crushed by it, the shards were slowly fusing into a diamond-like sphere.

And all the while, his soul was crumbling, held together only by his ferocious determination to live... to be something instead of dissolving into nothingness and disappearing forever.

There had to be more to it — some secret that Mordret knew, some mystery he had discovered in his journeys, while Cassie had not — she could not even guess what it was. All she could do was wait and observe, surrounded by darkness.

In her mind, the runes describing Mordret were changing slowly.

They read:

Rank: Supreme.

Class: —

Soul Cores: [0/7]... [1/7]... [0/7]...

It was as if even the Nightmare Spell did not know how to interpret the liminal state of his crumbling soul.

Mordret was going to die — he was meant to die.

And yet, as time passed, he did not.

The Ebony Island continued to quake as somewhere outside, the Dreamspawn drew closer and closer to the tower of the Demon of Destiny. Mordret, meanwhile, staggered and sank to his knees, a tortured groan escaping through his lips.

The groan turned into a growl, and then into a maddened laugh.

It sounded like he was greatly amused.

The soul storm raging within him only grew more furious as the nebula of brilliant shards spun faster, faster, and faster still, all of them being crushed into the shape of a sphere and reforged under obliterating pressure.

Solidifying into something new, something vast and unfathomable...

Into the core of a deity.

Struggling to remain upright, Cassie drew a shallow breath.

Was he really going to succeed?

She did not know.

‘I don't know...'

But she had a suspicion.

His runes continued to change, describing a state of cosmic uncertainty.

Rank: Supreme.

Rank: S... me...

Rank: S...

Rank: Sa... cre...

Rank: ...red

In her mind's eye, it was as if two sets of runes were superimposed over each other, both struggling to outshine the other.

But, at the same time, the runes describing the number of Mordret's soul cores were arriving at a less ambivalent state. There seemed to be two sets of them, as well, but one was gradually displacing the other. The shimmer of these runes was growing brighter, while the glow of the other set was growing dimmer and dimmer, ready to disappear altogether.

Soul Cores: [0/7]... [1/7]... [1/7]... [0/7]... (1/7)... 1/7]. [1/7].

Until the second string of runes was completely gone.

Cassie forgot to breathe.

There, in the darkness surrounding her, a string of runes blazed with a blinding radiance, its silver glow painted in hues of pale gold.

Soul Cores: [1/7].

The runes remained the same after that. And there, in Mordret's soul, the colossal soul core was almost fully formed. Its outer layers were still in flux, permeated by fractures that were slowly fusing into a monolithic whole, but its heart had already become stable.

And as the soul core achieved a state of equilibrium, its presence began to affect his soul in a benign manner instead of destroying it.

The force that had been tearing Mordret's soul apart now served to stabilize it, exerting a force that held the crumbling pieces together, serving as a spiritual anchor that prevented it from coming undone.

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