Shadow Slave

Chapter 1904 Queen's Blood There was very little time to react, and even less time to comprehend what was happening.

However, Sunny still managed to recognize the drop of dark blood, and guess what it represented.

He had seen something similar once, a long time ago.

Back then, he and a group of survivors of the Battle of the Black Skull had been desperately trying to escape from the Skinwalker, lost in the white dunes of the Nightmare Desert. Sadly, the vessels of the Great abomination still managed to catch up with them.

Some of the survivors chose to split up, but most stayed together. It was then that Morgan summoned a swarm of flying swords — now, Sunny knew that those were swords forged by her father.

Seishan, meanwhile, had summoned a drop of blood almost identical to the one hovering in the air between Moonveil's fingers right now.

Sunny had been running for his life, so he did not see what the eerie drop of blood actually accomplished. He just remembered a strange feeling of awe, and that the entire world was momentarily painted in shades of red when its vast and terrifying power was unleashed.

He could make a conjecture, though.

Considering that Anvil had bestowed the swords — conduits of his power — to Morgan before sending her to Antarctica, wasn't it reasonable to assume that Ki Song had bestowed something to her daughter, as well?

If so, then the drop of blood was a vessel of a Sovereign's power.

...Which did not mean anything good for Sunny, Nephis, and the rest of the Saints of the Sword Domain.

‘Damn it!'

It was already too late by the time Sunny realized that Revel was scheming something.

The crimson drop swirled in the air...

And then exploded into a tidal wave of red light.

Sunny stumbled back, momentarily dazed by a crushing force of tyrannical presence. It was as if a cold, penetrating gaze of someone's vast and unfathomably powerful conscience brushed past him, making his very soul shiver in fear.

of crimson light rushed at them like a raging wave of blood, submerging the world in a red radiance. He tried to raise a wall of shadows in its path, but

her own. Her pure light seemed to hold the blood tide back for a few moments, but was then

he would have to withstand the power of a Sovereign a heartbeat

wave of ethereal blood reached them,

of the conquest force, enveloping them like a dome. The flood of crimson light collided with it and

is alive, after

moment, then turned his attention

Seishan had unleashed in the Nightmare Desert receded after a few moments. But then again, she had been a

took a step closer to Nephis and commanded Fiend to move forward, shielding the group from the rush of

right — a few moments passed, and then a few more. The bloody radiance drowning the world

field created by Rivalen, however, seemed to be

become invisible after manifesting for a second, but Sunny could practically hear them

covered by a net of cracks. Or maybe it was rusting, slowly dissolving into

can escape by using Shadow

but Sunny had never carried several Transcendent beings with him through the shadows. He wasn't sure that he would be able

leave at least some of the Saints of the Sword Army

did not have

so, the red radiance enveloping the world

again, illuminated by the orange glow of the burning ceiling and the light of

The hall... was empty.

the floor and the other Saints drew hoarse breaths, he looked around and then

did not

sisters were gone. So were the Saint of Sorrow and the Reflections. Even the Transcendent corpses reanimated by the

They have fled.

just as unexpectedly as it had

let out a

it was — was it a sigh of relief, or a sigh

now that the battle

its consequences before thinking about anything