Shadow Slave
Chapter 611
After a while, shrouded in darkness, Elyas suddenly spoke, addressing Sunny in his usual one-sided manner.
In the past weeks, the young Awakened had developed a habit of sometimes speaking to his demonic partner, even though the frightening creature could not respond with anything more than an occasional nod, a shake of the head, or an indifferent shrug. Talking to Shadow was not much of a conversation, but...
Perhaps this was one of the few things that were keeping him sane.
…Sunny could understand why the youth had to do that, since his own inability to talk was one of the things that were driving him mad, that was robbing him of even more of his humanity.
"Hey, demon. Do you… do you think it's true? About the wooden sword…"
Sunny stared at the young man, then shrugged. He had no opinion on that topic, since he didn't know what the wooden sword was.
Elyas sighed.
"Before the Warmongers captured us, I had heard of their cruel Trials. Everyone back home has, really. The horrors of the Red Colosseum is something every parent tells their children, to make them behave."
He grew silent, and then continued after some time, his voice even:
"...But they also say that there is a way to escape this terrible place. If one is brave enough… if they are righteous enough… then they would eventually be given a wooden sword, and earn the right to fight for their freedom."
shifted slightly, tilting
a nice
if he thought that the worshippers of War were going to just let them go. Bravery, righteousness…
understood
had spent enough time observing the Warriors — or Warmongers, as Elyas called them — to understand that they were not evil people, or at least did not consider themselves as such. Their worldview was twisted and ruthlessly cruel, but
was why they were happy and joyful when watching their new favorite, Shadow, slaughter his way through the arena, no matter who or what he was killing — Nightmare Creatures or their own friends and
while struggling against an overwhelming foe was the highest form of glory. Dying by his hand was a privilege
killed by a stronger enemy… was to
what they were doing to the slaves not as a cruel injustice, but as a benevolent gift. The slaves were not forced to slaughter each other for the entertainment of the crowd.
walk free of the colosseum. Doing so would be the greatest sin, a shameful offense that the Warmongers, in their perverse
been
'Damned lunatics…'
War God were this bizarre. In fact, he was pretty certain that this murderous sect had been born here, in the Kingdom of Hope. The slavers he had met in the First Nightmare worshipped the same god, but were nothing like these
very strange place throughout,
that he had been sent into a time period around a thousand years after the destruction of the real kingdom by Sun God. Now, only the name remained. People inhabiting these
was to guard her
the kingdom were led by seven
yet, and remained at the center of the region, surrounded by a large city — the beautiful city of aerial bridges and white aqueducts that he had seen rebuild itself from ashes at
About Shadow Slave - Chapter 611
Shadow Slave is the best current series of the author Guiltythree. With the below Chapter 611 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 611 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com