Shadow Slave

Chapter 1893 Child of Darkness The garden temple standing in the middle of the dark lake shuddered, and for a moment, the dim twilight of the Hollows was illuminated by a brilliant blaze of cold light.

Powerful torrents of ghostly blue flame shot from the overgrown Windows on the higher floor of the castle, extending dozens of meters in all directions like rays of a fiery star. The vines and branches covering the embrasures were instantly reduced to ash.

For a split second, the world seemed frozen. Then, a net of brilliant cracks revealed itself on the ancient walls, and the entire top of the castle disappeared in the annihilating radiance of a violent explosion.

A vast flower of blue flame blossomed above the dark lake. A cloud of burning splinters was shot outward like shrapnel, and a deafening thunder rolled across the surging water like a roar. The immense spire of the castle tilted slowly, collapsing into the flames, and then plummeted down from a great height.

As the billowing mass of flames rose into the air, the trees and vines permeating the devastated upper floors of the Citadel caught fire. The fire enveloped them hungrily, already spreading down.

Far below, Saint stood her ground as the entire structure of the castle quaked. In front of her, Lightslayer was enveloped by a whirlpool of darkness — her lithe body was obscured by the dark torrent, as if she had become one with it.

And then, something moved in the darkness.

The darkness took shape, and suddenly, Saint had to raise her head to look her enemy in the eye.

Revel had retained most of her human features... it was just that her beauty had become even more breathtaking. Her height had increased, as well, reaching almost four meters. Her raven hair seemed to have grown longer, and two obsidian horns were protruding from her head, curving slightly.

Two black, bat—like wings grew from her back, each crowned with a sharp obsidian spike.

skin and tenebrous eyes, she was like a beautiful demon of darkness... or a fallen angel,

sudden intensity, and she lunged forward. Her curved sword had increased in size, as well, turning into a semblance of an odachi — or

was already enveloped in a whirlpool

silently dashed forward to meet

her arm to buckle. The taciturn knight stubbornly withstood the terrifying force of the impact, but it was still dreadful enough to send her staggering back a couple of steps. However, at the same moment, one of Revel's wings shot forward like a scorpion's tail, and the sharp obsidian spile — or a talon, perhaps — flashed above the rim of the

easy to break the onyx armor of the Underworld, but Lightslayer's wing did

had struck, preventing Saint from slashing it with her sword. But the other one was

gruesome wound on

moved her shield to deflect the obsidian talon. The blow pushed her back once again, and a split second later, Revel spread her first wing as it

was sharper than a sword. Saint blocked it with her sword, but a

wings to create a seamless flood of dreadful attacks was both strange and mesmerizing, elegant like a dance and lethal like death's own embrace. Each movement flowed effortlessly into another, creating a dark and

Reflection had

creatures attacked Saint simultaneously, unleashing an onslaught of attacks so terrifying that any other Transcendent

was not just any devil. She was one of the Stone Saints, children of the Underworld.

master, Saint herself thrived in the elemental darkness called

collapsed ceiling of the ancient chamber moved with astonishing speed, the fury of their fight so tremendous that the mystical

her ruby eyes shining with crimson flames. Her battered shield had resisted countless blows,

wounds she had managed to deliver Revel and her Reflection