Shadow Slave

This time, Sunny chose to dove into the melee from the very first moment of the battle. His bow was a fearsome tool to slay powerful targets from a distance, but now that the situation had come to a full-fledged frontal assault, restraining the horde of lesser Nightmare Creatures was more important.

After all, they were only less than when compared to utterly terrifying abominations. Each was still a deadly threat. Plus, using the [Death Dealer] enchantment again was out of question.

Not to mention that the value of the Dying Wish was vastly increased, considering that he was leading a good hundred of Awakened instead of a single cohort right now. Any ally who could see Sunny clash with the monsters would feel inspired to fight with renewed zeal and resolve.

…On the other hand, he was also facing an entire horde of Nightmare Creatures instead of a single swarm. That meant that the Dying Wish would make him the target of hundreds of frenzied abominations.

Its power had also increased due to the fact that he had already killed dozens of enemies affected by the [Death Wish] enchantment in the previous two battles.

'Oh well…'

He would just have to manage, somehow.

Sunny had already decided to go all out, but now, for the first time in a long time, he suddenly felt a dire lack of powerful tools at his disposal. He had always prided himself on how formidable and versatile his arsenal of Memories was… but it seemed to have fallen behind the kinds of threats Sunny was facing these days.

He didn't even have anything to arm Saint with! To his shame, her broken stone sword was deadlier than any melee weapon he possessed, except for the Cruel Sight. As a part of an Ascended Demon, the stone blade carried the power of an Ascended weapon, as well. Sadly, unlike taciturn Shadow herself, the sword had not shown any sign of being able to repair itself... yet.

Sunny was clad in the Undying Chain, wielded the Cruel Sight, and harnessed the power of the Dying Wish. He was also augmented by two of his shadows. Saint only had the Broken Oath, which she could not use recklessly while riding Nightmare. The black courser and his rider were empowered by one shadow each.

Other than that, there was not much Sunny could employ to change the odds in his favor.

'Damn it, I really need more Memories!'

What of the tools he did have, though?

"Kimmy, what do you see?"

His soldiers were his tools, too. Considering that the last powerful Memory Sunny had found went to Kim, he hoped to get some results.

The young woman lingered for a moment, and then said something that ignited a

I see! These beasts are vulnerable to sonic

'That!'

similar suspicion after facing the eyeless abominations for the first time, but unsubstantiated suspicions were not something a good strategy could

bet it's their perception.

flute carved out of a strange emerald femur... the Bone Singer. This Ascended Memory of the third Tier, which he had gained in the Red Colosseum, possessed three

various volumes. This was the enchantment Sunny had copied to the Silver Bell and the Ordinary Rock. The second allowed the flute to

was supposed to raise

murderous, wicked, and uncontrolled. The only way to command

only interested in the [Sonorous] enchantment right

the flute to sing as loud as it could, he saturated it

"Play it!"

the emerald flute and stared at it with a startled

Captain… I have no idea

already turning back to the tide

the

half a second, then obediently

ear-piercing whistle exploded

crashed against the Awakened… they suddenly stumbled and lost their momentum, as if severely

reaped the life

and hideously shrill. However, just like he had thought, that turned out to be enough. The beasts were blind, after all… they had to perceive the world through some other means, and their hearing had turned out to

to guess, he would have said that the long spikes on their backs were meant to sense sound waves spreading through

Bone Singer was akin to using a

a murderous frenzy by the Dying Wish, hundreds of them rushed forward to tear him apart… only to die

had fully

of the battlefield, he used Shadow Manifestation to enhance his own might. Dark tentacles rose from the ground to ensnare and rip his enemies apart.

had been subjected to all kinds of attacks and tortures. The [Dark Mirror] enchantment of the somber spear had long accumulated a vast library of elemental damage types. He had just never had a