Shadow Slave

Chapter 866: White Stone

A huge cloud of snow and stone debris rose into the air. Hitting the ground with a muffled yelp, Sunny rolled and tried to maintain the shape of his odachi. Luckily, his training had not been in vain - even after being startled by the earth-splitting fall of the Tyrant and jolted by the sudden collision with the slope of the mountain, he did not allow the shadow sword to unravel.

'Argh... damn...'

Slightly disoriented, Sunny sat up and looked around, expecting to see monstrous insects rushing to finish him off. To his relief, the soldiers of the stone hive were in a similar position as him - despite possessing six legs and a center of gravity that was much lower to the ground relative to their height, they were all sprawled on the cold rocks, trying to get up.

Actually, there were surprisingly few of them around him. Those that were alive, at least... crushed corpses littered this particular stretch of the slope, flattened so thoroughly that it was hard to recognize the shape of the chitin-clad abominations.

Sunny strained to regain his wits and frowned.

'...Did I do that?'

The damage seemed too exaggerated to be done by Sunny or his shadow tentacles. He couldn't see very far, either, because a wall of white stone was blocking his view.

'Where... where did this crag come from?'

If he remembered correctly, there were no large boulders or tall outcroppings near where he had fought. Had he rolled that far down the slope?

As Sunny was trying to understand why a wall of rock suddenly appeared in front of him, a stream of inky black liquid flowed down its smooth white surface.

wall of stone slightly

...His eyes widened.

'Oh... crap...'

better look at the thing that he

been thrown into the mountain by Sky Tide's vicious attack. The creature seemed battered, with its milky-white chitin cracked

it, the jade beetle's expressionless black eye

'Oh, crap!'

of Tyrant's legs came down, shattering the mountain slope and sending another tremor running through it He was

struck the white chitin, only to bounce off of it without dealing any damage. The jade beetle stared at him with its unfathomable black eyes and moved, slowly rising. It opened its maw, where a cloud of black ash was already swirling, ready to be

knew that if that ash enveloped him, something very

second, he

The somber spear finally finished manifesting itself into reality, and he instinctively

does

then did the only thing he could think of infusing some of his last drops of

of elemental damage to choose, though. Neither divine flame nor soul damage would do much

might work...

trace. A moment later, the Tyrant suddenly shuddered and let out a shrill, deafening shriek. Its movements slowed down for a

up the slope with as much speed as he could muster. The cloud of ash shot to chase him, but quickly dissipated due to the fact that the jade beetle was distracted by torturous

not the most destructive, but it was insidious, persistent,

it was a special kind of wicked corrosion that the [Dark Mirror] had memorized after Sunny inhaled a

expect to deal much damage to the Tyrant. However, it had hurt like hell to deal with it, so Sunny hoped that the damned monstrosity