Shadow Slave
Chapter 448
Sunny stared at the severed arm of an unknown deity, then at the harrowing, profane rot spreading from it. Then, he tiredly rubbed his face.
'...Why can't anything ever be easy?'
He was sure that his fate was somehow connected to that arm, which meant that he was going to have to get to it somehow. But Sunny was also sure that there weren't enough rewards in all of the universe to make him go anywhere near that rot, let alone touch something infected by it.
He had the feeling that this thing was way, way out of his league.
In fact, he suspected that a divine being had ruthlessly severed their own arm because even someone as powerful as that had no means to resist that spreading corruption.
What was Sunny supposed to do, then?
Well…
Trying to remain as far from the rot as possible, he studied it for a while before coming to a strange conclusion… or rather, a strange question.
If the corruption was so terrible, then why had it not spread through the entire tower? Why had it only managed to crawl a few meters out of the silver brazier, turning a small portion of the second level of the pagoda into its flesh?
'Scratch that. Why didn't the whole island become one giant chunk of rotten black... whatever the hell that thing is?'
The answer was not hard to guess. It was because the rot, just like everything else inside the tower, had been sealed away from time for thousands of years.
And now that Sunny had broken that seal…
His frown deepened as he glanced at the silver hearth that was overgrown and had become a part of the spreading rot.
Time was going to catch up to the devouring corruption, and it was either going to slowly consume
thing last for thousands of years with nothing to feed on except for
I am going to find
rot, Sunny tried to suppress his fear
rot was spreading.
save him. If that thing began to grow, slowly spreading across the whole
doubted that he would be able to find a second secret island
only hope was to find something inside the
that the rot would swiftly wither and die. Not that Sunny would
led higher, to the third level. There, he summoned the taciturn demon again, hesitated for a bit, and then left one of his
the thought of turning his back to the silver
body was covered in a cold sweat. Raising a trembling hand, Sunny wiped his face, and
least. The Shadow seemed absolutely unperturbed by the horrific visage they had left
fear can't even fit into that stone head of hers. Do Shadows have
rather cowardly. He was sure that the bastard would
with these thoughts, Sunny entered the third level of
no. What the hell am I looking
had explored — mostly because the pagoda
in that chamber in particular, dozens of porcelains arms floated in the air, each at a different level of being disassembled
dolls in the basement of the Obsidian Tower and
of disassembled arms, and then walked closer. He felt as though he was in
it turns out, the porcelain dolls were much more complex than he had thought. In their disassembled state, their limbs showed how intricate the design was, and how many moving parts went into making each one as functional and articulated as that of a human. The joints, in particular, seemed like
of that level of
these arms brought here and taken apart?
like it… why would he need to study
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