Shadow Slave

Chapter 1587

Sunny remained motionless for a few moments, staring at the distant figure wearing a bright vermilion cloak.

The clouds veiling the sky were not clouds, but a myriad of flying swords. The man standing on the ruined wall of the siege capital was not a mere mortal, but a Sovereign.

One of the three Supreme humans in existence...

Anvil of Valor, the King of Swords.

The Sovereign was facing a Great Titan. Sunny recognized that harrowing creature from the Battle of the Black Skull, where it had decimated the armies of both Valor and Song. The Titan was vast and abominable, its power inconceivable...

But the King of Swords was no less terrifying.

He was more like a force of nature than a human being, a walking cataclysm that tolerated no defiance. Where Anvil stood, his will was the law. Wherever his sword pointed was his kingdom.

And within the borders of his kingdom, his authority was absolute.

Whoever dared to disobey would be obliterated by a flood of slaying swords.

Sunny took a stifled breath.

'Crazy... it's crazy.'

That was what Nephis wanted to fight against?

He slowly shook his head and forced himself to look away from the awesome visage of the rain of swords. If each of them was infused with the power of a Supreme being... then Anvil was much more powerful than Sunny had ever imagined.

Considering that he was effortlessly controlling enough swords to cover the entire sky, this whole siege capital could be destroyed by the tyrannical Sovereign in a matter of seconds. There was no one in the waking world strong enough to stop him.

other two. Ki Song

here, in

had to have descended, too. As for the

gaze settled on the titanic

Nightmare Gate... no,

A Dream Gate.

clicked in his mind, and Sunny's

It

a lot about them — and about their power. What did it mean, exactly, to be Supreme? He had learned that the Sovereigns possessed a unique ability to create, rule, and expand their Domains.

what Sunny

about a more subtle

and physically, leaving a tether behind. Saints were like miniature Gateways, able to come and go between the two words as they pleased, and even carry people

about the Sovereigns, then? How did this facet of their power evolve when they rose to the Supreme

that all Saints possessed? That they would not only contain a

Gates allowed abominations to leave the Dream Realm and enter the waking world. A Dream Gate, then, would allow living

'...He is evacuating civilians.'

the King of Swords was doing. The Evacuation Army had spent close to a year ferrying refugees over the dreadful expanse of the ocean to other Quadrants. The process was slow — after all,

all the dangers that the naval convoys

Four Gates that had opened during the Battle of the Black Skull. With the Great Nightmare Creatures roaming East Antarctica, there was no hope of anyone surviving — the

up the same way the Antarctic Center had,

so, the two Sovereigns must have descended, holding back the Great horrors and opening a new, much more efficient path to

their children

had to be populated by someone, after all, and hundreds of millions of refugees with nowhere else to go were the

any case, here it

Antarctica's salvation.

indecribably bitter as he looked at the towering Dream Gate. Relieved because his worst fears had not come true, and his mission...

felt incredibly bitter because the unexpected salvation had come from those whom he despised the most — the Great Clans, whose conceited indifference

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