Shadow Slave novel Chapter 3078

Sunny looked up, the radiance spilling from beneath his visor and illuminating the boundless darkness above. There, a vast expanse of tattered cloth seemed to be descending upon them, billowing in the wind.

Of course, it was not really a giant swath of fabric.

It was a Creature of Darkness he was familiar with — a Dark Drifter, like the ones who had tried to devour the shadow of Condemnation in the Realm of Death. Sunny did not know what would happen if the nebulous body of the Dark Drifter enveloped them, and he did not want to find out. Being spiritually digested by an eerie Nightmare Creature was not on his bucket list.

The peculiar flesh of the Creature of Darkness seemed to ripple and seethe when exposed to the light shining from within Sunny's helmet, but it was not destroyed by it.

A moment later, however, a ray of blinding light that spanned hundreds of meters in length sliced through the Dark Drifter, drowning in the boundless darkness of its billowing body — that was Nephis channeling her flames through the Blessing. For a moment, it seemed that the light was swallowed by the darkness. But then, a thin cut appeared on the surface of the Dark Drifter, its body sliced apart.

Standing on Sunny's shoulder, Nephis prepared to deliver a second blow.

Sunny, however, was a little preoccupied at the moment, so he could not pay attention to her every move.

While the Dark Drifter was threatening them from above, below, the black waters of the great subterranean river boiled and foamed. Enormous tentacles rose from the dark depths, wrapping themselves around Sunny's arm and neck — there was a powerful Nightmare Creature attacking his titanic form from below.

‘Wow. Look at me.’

The scene reminded him of traveling across the Forgotten Shore atop the statue of the Builder. Back then, the walking colossus seemed too enormous to be real, like a mysterious deity. Now, Sunny was about the same size... and dealing with problems of the same magnitude, as well.

The shades of the Tainted Saints, who used his shoulders as battlements, unleashed a hail of ranged attacks at the sprawling tentacles of the depth dweller. Sunny, meanwhile, raised his other hand and tore into the spongy flesh with the claws of his armored gauntlet, trying to prevent the creature from shattering his neck.

The vambrace of his trapped arm was bending, a net of cracks snaking through its surface. Beneath it, Sunny's forearm wasn't doing much better — the creature wasn't powerful enough to crush his bones, but it was close.

At the same time, it was expelling a river of corrosive venom that eroded his armor, seeped through its cracks, and burned through his stonelike flesh.

The agony was exquisite.

‘Saint... hurry up, please...’

Saint was nowhere to be seen. That was because just seconds earlier, she had increased her weight to its original crushing immensity and plunged into the water like a stone. Now, she was at the bottom of the river, searching for the source of the gargantuan tentacles to destroy it.

Sunny felt like his neck was about to snap by the time a powerful convulsion spread through the tentacles, and the Spell whispered into his ear:

[You have slain a Great Demon, Horror of the Lightless Current.]

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