Shadow Slave

1075 Know The Enemy

Sunny remained silent for a while, responding only when the pressure of the Flaw started to turn into scaring

pain.

"Yeah... I think I understand."

Many things became clearer now. Finally, he knew more about the Sovereigns, and the power they wielded. Awakened, Masters, and Saints... all of them were bestowed with great strength, but that strength was of a personal kind. Supremes were, without doubt, even more fearsome warriors- however, their true advantage lay in their authority.

He was not too certain about: what exactly a Domain did - even Nephis did not know the details, after all - but understood the concept. A Domain was a physical manifestation of a Sovereign's Aspect, a territory where their rule was supreme.

And that manifestation, while representing their personal strength, relied on external factors to exist and grow. Authority, influence, power... power over someone, and not just yourself. All of these things were conveniently intertwined in the form of Citadels, which the Spell created.

Citadels...

Sunny looked down, as if trying to pierce the Ivory Tower with his gaze. Then, he sighed.

There were still a lot of unanswered questions.

On the surface, the intention of the Sovereigns seemed obvious... well, with the exception of Asterion, who was the most mysterious of the three. They had established their Domains in the unique Citadels that had once belonged to the daemons, and then slowly expanded their rule, uplifting loyal Ascended to Sainthood.

and, to a much lesser extent, the government. Both were convenient to

what about Professor

were they suppressing the emergence of Saints? lіghtnоvеl․саvе~с․о․m. The more Transcendents there were, the more human Citadels there would be in the Dream Realm, and the more territory they would be able to

think of it, if they really had no choice but to wage war on each other, then why

the Chain of Nightmares

then glanced

missing a key piece of information. This timing... it's just

'And hateful.'

a coincidence. Maybe Ki Song simply decided to use the power imbalance that the death of Saint Cormac and Mordret's Ascension had created. But Sunny felt like there was more to this war than they

the parapet of

many secrets, and I won't claim to know all of them.

Sunny scoffed.

Spell... and, more importantly, stood in her way. She did not care what motivated the

Song deserved each other, as far as he was concerned. But Antarctica was about to be swept up in their treasonous strife,

of stopping them? You're definitely not... sure, you have some power, but in the grand scheme of things, you're just a bug. A single Master,

Sunny gritted his teeth.

was, there was nothing he could do. The best Sunny could hope to achieve was to minimize the damage

made

their weaknesses, and try to suppress the fallout of their

just the right person to provide him

remained silent for a few