Shadow Slave

Chapter 881

Outside, the blizzard was still rampaging across the world, drowning reality in a murky white haze. It was hard for a Master like Sunny to get cold, but even still, he shivered and hurried to get back inside. Entering the building that housed the sleeping pods of the cohort members, he nodded at Verne, who was already waiting there with a somber face.

By now, around eight hours had passed since their arrival. The people Sunny had sent into the Dream Realm would be returning any minute now.

The steady Master looked at him and asked:

"How did your meeting with the Professor go?"

Sunny shrugged.

"We had an... interesting talk. He is an outstanding person."

It was strange, really. Professor Obel was a mundane human, but he had probably saved more lives than any Awakened Sunny knew of. Without the predictive system the old man had developed, countless people would have been swallowed by the emerging Gates over the decades. Sunny knew how dangerous a sudden manifestation of a Gate in a populous area could be. He had faced one himself, after all.

Verne silently nodded.

"That he is. I hope you understand now why it is so important to deliver him and his scientist to safety, Master Sunless. Their work must continue."

Sunny wanted to answer, but at that moment, the sleeping pods came to life, announcing that the people occupying them were waking up.

Samara, Kim, and Luster returned almost at the same time. They climbed out of the pods and put on their clothes with dark expressions on their faces.

'I guess the news is not too good..."

that moment, Luster

sir! Bad... it's really

at

as

three Awakened looked at each other. Eventually, it

that emerged. The three Saints fought one of them above the strait between West Antarctica and the Center... and then, communications across all the

All of that sounded very troublesome. It seemed that the Chain of Nightmares had reached

Have you heard from

spoke in a subdued

did pass on

at least

however, he would

as he looked at

Command want

Samara sighed.

the nearest siege capital is judged to be too dangerous to traverse. All the Antarctic Center is affected, but its southern edge was seemingly hit the worst. So... we can't go

muscles tightened. It looked as if he was on the verge of uttering a curse, which

had observed, Verne was

stuck in a remote facility with no route of escape was not as bad as it could get, but very close

the both of

to just stay

Samara shook her head.

be impossible at the moment, the naval convoy that delivered us to Antarctica is already on the way back to pick up the second batch of refugees. One of the vessels, battleship Ariadne, is going to be rerouted to the southern

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