Shadow Slave

Chapter 1848

Chapter 1848 Reign of Steel Sunny sensed it before he saw it.

An invisible, but undeniable change that spread across the battlefield.

He was not affected himself, but the Fire Keepers certainly were. They did not grow stronger, and their swords did not become sharper…

And yet, suddenly, more Nightmare Creatures were falling to their blades. More blood was flowing to the ground, but less of it belonged to humans.

Observing the inexplicable change through shadow sense, Sunny couldn't help but feel a deep sense of confusion. There was no reason for the sudden shift in the cadence of the battle, but it had shifted, without a doubt.

Lacking any other explanation, he was tempted to think that it was a result of luck.

But there was something deeper than that going on…

He continued the wanton slaughter, defending one side of the Ivory Island.

At the same time, he was standing on the grass of the island, near the Marvelous Mimic, observing the battle idly side by side with Aiko.

It was that incarnation of his that tried to understand what was happening.

Almost an entire minute passed before his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Sunny exhaled slowly.

'I… see.'

The Fire Keepers were not lucky. They had not grown stronger, and their weapons had not become sharper.

It was just that they were fighting better.

their battle sense seemed to have become even keener. It was as if

something similar once before, albeit

by her father — wielding those swords, the warriors of Valor showed a strange level of cohesion, making it seem as if her entire army

then, Sunny had guessed that the swords served as conduits for Anvil's authority… as vessels of his will, and therefore, of

his Domain had spread to

was so important to Valor's plan of subjugating this cursed land and winning the war. The entire war was, at its heart, a race to conquer local Citadels and allow the Sovereigns

therefore manifest their Domain in a more profound way, would have a great

her flying Citadel as well — that was why they had tolerated Sunny's

Anvil could already express

the Ivory Island, and rooted itself in

Creatures. And that was why the Sword Army would have far less trouble entering the scarlet jungle — the spot where the Ivory Island landed

was not

overwhelmed by a cold

up, at

'N—no way…'

in dark armor stood, a vermilion cloak

out of dull steel

King of Swords

consumed by a scarlet

above it, swirling like a hurricane of scarlet light. There were so many of them that it seemed as if the whole world was suddenly desaturated of all colors

formed into a sea of

out the sky, moving in strange,

by the sight and drowning in their shadow, Sunny almost forgot about

gaze fell

the storm cloud of swords exploded with

swords rained down, making

lowered the black odachi

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