Shadow Slave

Chapter 324

Summoning Saint to stand side by side with him once again, Sunny glanced at the gates of the Spire, grimaced, and jumped down from the mound of coral.

'I don't like this at all…'

Out there on the island, it was quiet. Too quiet.

Even though all the Nightmare Creatures were now behind him, slowly devouring the Dreamer Army, the open space pierced by the gazes of the severed heads of stone colossus was too ominous and foreboding to not spell trouble.

But Sunny was done being afraid a long time ago.

'You fear me, instead.'

Walking forward, he passed between the giant heads and entered the empty space in front of the cyclopean gates. Feeling as though someone was staring at his back, Sunny shivered and approached the seven locks.

Halfway to the gates, he stopped, hesitated for a moment and then looked back, at stone heads.

This was the first time he saw the faces of the seven heroes.

The face of the Lord was noble and dignified, the face of the Priestess — beautiful and gentle. The Slayer was arrogant and cold, her lips twisted in a crooked grin. The Stranger wore a helmet, darkness nesting in the crack of its visor.

'...People. They were just people.'

Turning away, Sunny sighed, then shook his head in dejection.

'I won't judge you for what you have done. But I hope… I really that we will be able to do better.'

With that, he took another step forward… and froze.

Something had changed on the stretch of land between him and the gates of the Crimson Spire. A cold wind suddenly howled, throwing bits of coral into the air.

of did not fall down. Instead, more and more of the crimson shards flew up, slowly forming

and outstretched his hand, summoning the Midnight

later, seven golems of crimson coral stood in front of him and Saint, blocking the

slender figure

heroes slowly moved, raising their weapons to point at him. Their movements were crude and inhuman, but radiated a sense of terrible, profane power. Despite their outward appearance, he felt that these creatures were desecrating the memory of the ancient heroes instead of

toward the coral golems, the blade of his sword pointed

think

eyes gleamed, turning

then, fools, come and

dashed forward and raised the

of nowhere and put his round shield in the path of

Sunny's eyes widened.

'Fast…'

hammer flying toward his temple with terrible speed. Gritting his teeth, Sunny shifted and blocked it with the blade of the

his body, he was thrown backward and slid on the red coral, then groaned and spat a

are

him with steady, inevitable malice. Each of the golems was powerful enough to rip an entire cohort of Sleepers

and hit

'Whatever. Let's do this!'

***

across the whirlpool of black water, the Dreamer Army was still furiously resisting the horde of Nightmare Creatures. By now, all of

between the first and the second line now. All those still alive were engulfed by the bloody chaos of the slaughter, desperately

like a radiant sun. She fought alone, because no one else could survive the devastating pressure that the horde exerted

ground, their cursed blood boiling and evaporating into the air. Not only was her

they give up? As long

had managed to break through the remnants of the first two lines and reach

terrible scene of the massacre below him,

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