Shadow Slave novel Chapter 3090

Sunny clashed with the Jade Titan, feeling an ocean of malevolent Will bearing down on him like a crushing tide. Both of them were truly titanic in size, standing as tall as the great statues of the Forgotten Shore — nevertheless, they moved with speed and agility that beings of that size were not meant to possess, making the island-sized stalagmite beneath them quake and crumble.

The Jade Titan was a Nightmare Creature, but he seemed to possess a chilling, lethal battle skill — that was no surprise. If the armor he wore was indeed the same as the Jade Mantle, then he would have had to defeat thousands upon thousands of enemies to bond with it.

Their swords clashed, and before Sunny knew it, his odachi was caught in a bind and pushed down, the tip of the enemy's terrifying greatsword sliding across its spine toward his faceplate.

He turned his torso and slammed his palm into both blades, throwing the greatsword off course.

‘Crazy...’

Sunny had fought powerful Nightmare Creatures before, and he had also fought Nightmare Creatures that retained their sinister cunning and combat skill. However, abominations of higher Classes were usually too vast and inhuman to fight as a person would.

The Jade Titan, however, was both colossal and possessed the skill of a sword saint. That was a terrifying combination Sunny had not expected to witness, let alone be subjected to.

Worse than that, the shadow of the abominable colossus was hidden in the deep darkness. Sunny could not attack it, could not sense it, and therefore could not predict the enemy's next move.

With both swords temporarily out of the way, Sunny continued the motion and slammed his shoulder into the breastplate of the fearsome colossus, hoping to throw him off balance. There was a deafening thunderclap, and a devastating shockwave radiated outwards... however, the Jade Titan did not even flinch. Instead, it was Sunny who was thrown back.

It felt like he had slammed into something utterly, fundamentally immovable — as if his shoulder had struck the indomitable core of the Hollow Mountains.

His pauldron cracked, and his shoulder joint pulsed with sharp pain.

As Sunny staggered back, darkness surrounded him like a cold whirlpool, effortlessly suppressing the blinding radiance that spilled from the slit of his visor and from the seams of his armor. His light dimmed... but it wasn't extinguished. His Will wasn't shattered, either.

He was still ready to fight.

Somewhere far ahead, a bright flash tore apart the darkness for a fleeting moment, succumbing to the tide of lightlessness with unnatural swiftness. That was Nephis confronting the abyssal horror — Sunny could not discern what was happening there, but he doubted that things were going smoothly.

Far behind, Saint and her soldiers were besieging the soaring fangs of the ancient city.

Despite the superior numbers of the enemy, they were advancing. Saint had shattered the defensive formation on one of the aerial bridges, leading her centuria to slaughter the abominations. The Stone Saints were not ordinary soldiers, though.

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