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

...His eyes widened.

'Oh... crap...'

a better look at the thing that

carapace of the Corrupted Tyrant that had been thrown into the mountain by Sky Tide's vicious attack. The creature seemed battered, with its milky-white chitin cracked in several places and leaking viscous black

the jade beetle's expressionless black eye

'Oh, crap!'

and sending another tremor running through it He was only saved by his quick reaction

him with its unfathomable

if that ash enveloped him, something very bad was going

a split second, he was

finished manifesting itself into reality, and he instinctively caught it by

does

domineering Tyrant in horror, and then did the only thing he could think of infusing some of his last drops of essence into the Cruel

put some thought into what type of elemental damage to choose, though. Neither divine flame nor soul damage would do much

that might work...

of darkness wreathing in the creature's maw without a trace. A moment later, the Tyrant suddenly shuddered and let out a shrill, deafening

was more than enough time to give Sunny a chance to run away. Turning around, he dashed up the slope with as much speed as he could muster. The cloud of ash shot

had chosen was not the most destructive, but it was insidious, persistent, and extremely painful... that element was

[Dark Mirror] had memorized after Sunny inhaled a lungful of Wormvine's poisonous

had overcome it without any trouble, so he did not expect to deal much damage to the Tyrant. However, it had hurt like hell to deal with it,