Shadow Slave

Chapter 1800: Return to the Black Mountain Chapter 1800: Return to the Black Mountain

Sunny often thought about the slave caravan, but he never actually tried to learn more about the events that had transpired in the Nightmare.

He knew that they had happened at the dusk of the Golden Age, not long before the start of the Doom War. Back then, the gods had grown indifferent and distant, and the soldiers of an expansionist empire that worshipped War wiped out the Shadow cult, burning down all its temples.

However, he did not know much about that empire and the lands it had conquered. The history of the Dream Realm was overshadowed by the calamitous destruction of the Doom War, and while it was possible to learn a thing or two about the previous eras, the devastation had erased most traces of the last human civilizations.

So, Sunny had never actually expected to behold the Black Mountain again.

He stared at its distant peak in bewilderment. Then, a sense of subtle curiosity bloomed in his heart.

‘...Might as well take a look'

Sunny actually felt a hint of sentimentality.

Back then, it took the caravan days to scale the mountain pass, Sunny remembered the agony of walking up the mountain road vividly - the cold, the pain, the biting touch of the iron shackles that shredded his wrists. He had felt so tired and weak, not knowing if he would survive the cruel march.

Many of the slaves had not, and ended up being tossed off the cliff after falling into the snow.

It was a hard thing, to climb a mountain while hungry and on the verge of freezing.

Today, Sunny simply stepped into the shadows and appeared halfway up the slope.

Step, step, and another step.

Just like that, he was standing below the towering edifice of the Black Mountain.

Thousands of years had passed since the day the slave caravan was destroyed. The mountain road had already been old and crumbling back then now, no trace of it remained.

For a few moments, Sunny contemplated staying here for a while to find the old bones. He was curious to know what had actually happened to the nameless slave and Auro of the Nine. Had they escaped the Mountain King? Or had they perished?

He was quite certain that Auro had survived. But what about the young temple slave?

However, Sunny quickly dismissed that idea.

It would take him months, or maybe even years, to dig through the snow and find the traces of the caravan if any traces remained, Even then, there was no guarantee that he would be able to tell anything about the past from them.

So, with a sigh, Sunny looked up, at the peak of the Black Mountain.

The only place he could visit was the mysterious temple that had stood there, surrounded by bones.

But before that...

snow exploded, and hideous figures lunged at him with frenzy burning in

was swift and

to crush the abominations. He danced between

Until none remained.

and a fine crimson haze hung in the

‘Huh.'

like a carpet. The creatures were hideous and appalling, resembling something that a mad artist would paint after waking up from a feverish nightmare, Most of them were Fallen Beasts and Monsters... and although he was sure

legion of Mountain King's Larvae in Antarctica not too long

different and much more powerful, they resembled the

Sunny smiled faintly.

reunited with the

thing wasn't dead, it would have grown much more

The forces of Valor had eradicated the most dangerous Nightmare Creatures in this area of the

of years without leaving the Black Mountain, he would have been dealt with by someone like Whispering Blade, or maybe even

a sigh, Sunny took another step through the shadows and appeared directly on the peak of

for a while, looking ahead with an

was still there, under

magnificent temple. Its colossal columns and walls were cut from black marble, with exquisite

black stones, parts of the roof had collapsed, letting in ice and snow. Its tall gates were broken, as if smashed into pieces by the hand of a

did not change at all. It was as

it. There were thousands of bones

to think

are there so many

Sunny doubted it. The Tyrant had consumed the slaves right where he

No, before that.

was this

to climb the mountain in the ancient times.

the Empire had destroyed, but the timing did not make sense. The destruction of the Shadow cult was a recent event during his First Nightmare... however, the temple looked as if it had been ruined thousands of years ago

the altar, the Spell described it as an offering to all the gods.

Stranger still...

alive at the time of the Nightmare. And yet, the Spell spoke of

Sunny shivered.

not a substitute of them put in place by the Spell? Was the Spell even capable of creating illusory copies of

Probably not.

so, what did it mean? And how had Shadow God granted him a blessing from

ones who had created things like time and death, after all. So, it wasn't strange to Imagine that they had a special relationship with these laws, A god could very well respond to a question before it was asked, and bless a slave who had offered himself as