Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2972

‘No!'

By the time Sunny reacted, it was already too late. The Vile Thieving Bird plunged into the time fissure, pulling him with it — and leaving Nephis behind.

Naturally, Nephis could follow them into the fractured expanse of broken eternity. However, that place was like a maze — entering it was easy, but following it to the same exact moment in the endless tapestry of time as those who had entered earlier was all but impossible.

Sunny did not know how they were going to find each other again... but he wasn't afforded the luxury of considering that at the moment.

The Vile Thieving Bird was severely wounded, one of its wings barely attached to its charred and mutilated body. The bottomless ocean of its vitality was drained, almost showing signs of exhaustion. Even its harrowing Will was not as firm as it had been before, finally betraying a hint of weakness. But it was still alive and full of dreadful, unfathomable power. It was still more than capable of tearing Sunny apart — and now that Nephis was not with him, the traumatic wounds the Cursed Terror's talons dealt him were not going to heal.

In other words, Sunny was on borrowed time now. He could only stay alive by relying on the [Chain] enchantment of the Curse, which consumed his essence at an alarming rate.

Once his essence was completely drained, Sunny was going to die.

So, his only chance to survive was to kill the Vile Thieving Bird before that happened.

‘Well... I can also run away.'

He could at least try to.

Sunny smiled darkly.

No... no, he wasn't willing to run away. Not after coming this far to reclaim what had been taken from him. Not after tasting the Vile Thieving Bird's blood and learning that the cursed creature could really be killed. He was going to see this battle through to the end, no matter what that end might be — even if it killed him.

There were a lot of reasons why Sunny was unwilling to let the Thieving Bird go. Most of those reasons were prudent and logical, taking into account both the present situation and the future. However, if he was honest with himself...

The main reason was that he simply wanted to kill it. He wanted to kill the thieving horror with such intensity that it felt like his mind was being consumed by dark flames. He hated it, he was full of spite because of what it had stolen from him, and he wanted to see it die.

Sunny was not going to run away from this fight. It was only going to end when one of them killed the other.

‘It's you or me, thief...'

They escaped into the azure sky once more. Only, this time, the Thieving Bird did not flash across its expanse like a dark comet — with one of its wings practically severed, it couldn't control its flight anymore, so they plummeted from great heights, tearing each other apart as they fell.

Sunny’s consciousness was like a dark island in an ocean of pain.

He had already been severely damaged by the conflagration of celestial flames that escaped the crumbling expanse of the shattered sun, his nebulous form growing tattered and shrinking in size. And now, the Vile Thieving Bird was mangling what was left of him with its dreadful talons, shrieking in fury as he refused to let go. Sunny was not the only one suffering and in pain, though. Even diminished, his true form was still vast and terrifying, hiding harrowing power in its dark depths. He bit into the charred flesh of the Thieving Bird, he tore at it with sharp claws, he pierced it with adamantine tentacles...

Its profane blood poured down like rain — it was just that they were falling far faster than the drops of cursed blood fell, so it actually seemed like the countless drops were floating up past them.

Sunny poured his Death Will into the Thieving Bird, trying to poison the source of its endless vitality and extinguish its loathsome life. In fact, he had already flooded the soul of the Cursed Terror with so much killing intent that a whole realm would have been made into a lifeless desert if it were exposed to the same amount.

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