Shadow Slave

The Sin of Solace was a Transcendent Memory, and one that had an enchantment enhancing the material of the blade, at that. And yet, as soon as the creature grabbed the white jade, Sunny felt that it was moments away from breaking.

He had been planning to deliver the follow-up strike while augmenting the cursed sword with all five of his shadows, but it felt like if he did, there would be no sword for him to augment.

Cursing, Sunny hurriedly dismissed the jade blade and staggered back.

At the same time, Master Xu moved, and Saint was suddenly flying back. She hit the wall of the chamber with a deafening boom, shattering the black stones and creating a deep crater. White sand flowed from the cracks, falling on her broken armor.

A split second later, Jet brought her glaive down on the harrowing creature. Its ghostly blade passed through the abomination's dead flesh unimpeded, cutting straight into its soul... then, a net of black cracks spread through the enchanted steel, and it exploded into countless fragments. Startled, Soul Reaper lost her balance.

Seishan's delicate hands were like demonic claws, easily slicing through the creature's neck.

But the creature was still smiling.

The wound on its chest that the Sin of Solace had left behind had already closed. The deep cut delivered by Saint's sword was gone, too. As Sunny, Jet, and Seishan watched in horror, the mangled neck of Master Xu rippled and healed, with not a speck left on his skin.

"W-what..."

Seishan's voice suddenly sounded small.

At the same time, she sent Sunny a tense mental message:[What do we do?]

He was the one who had informed her about the nature of the newcomer, so Seishan must have hoped that Sunny knew something about how to deal with the creature.

However, he did not. He only knew that fighting it was suicidal.

not hesitate at all. Dismissing Saint, he dashed back

of sparks filling the chamber finally coalesced into a lumbering, monstrous figure.

was, its mass remained the same as that of the possessed corpse. So,

least for

underground chamber, scraping the ceiling with its head. One arm was

would be able

mighty Saint. A Saint, damn it! But it's barely enough to

darkness meant death. However, being trapped in the

the ancient battlefield. Both choices were equally fatal, but at least the latter would kill them a few seconds, or maybe even

"Hurry!"

first one to jump up, grab the edges of the narrow fissure, and

above ground, just in time to grab Jet's hand and

eternal battle, which had been muted by the breadth of stone, assaulted them

the ruin, Sunny

dead were fighting each other. There was no skin or flesh left on their perfectly black bones... some of the

of them were terrifyingly

had not been destroyed by the dreadful fury of their battle. How was a

supposed to go through...

and stopped, staring at the scene of the harrowing

they had just climbed out of. Just

And a second later...

whispered into Sunny's ears:[Your Echo has been

and gritted his

'Just... just like that?'