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.

wave of blood, submerging the world in a red radiance. He tried to raise a wall of shadows in its path, but the ethereal light simply passed through it... a moment later, the wall crumbled, the shadows forming it

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

knowing that he would have to withstand the power of a Sovereign

wave of ethereal blood

with it and parted, flowing past them on both sides. Looking back, Sunny saw the sorry figure

is alive,

himself to feel relieved for a short moment, then turned

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

Nephis and commanded Fiend to move forward, shielding the group

passed, and then a few more. The bloody radiance drowning

Rivalen,

second, but Sunny could practically hear them bending under the pressure, ready to succumb to

was slowly becoming covered by a net of cracks. Or maybe it was

I can escape by using

him. Maybe Roan, as well... but Sunny had never carried several Transcendent beings with him through the shadows. He wasn't sure that he would

he would have to leave at least some of the Saints of the Sword Army behind. Who would

in the end, he did not have to make

so, the red radiance enveloping the world finally dimmed. It dissipated slowly, and then

by the orange glow of

The hall... was empty.

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

not

were the Saint of Sorrow and the Reflections. Even the Transcendent corpses reanimated by the authority of Queen

They have fled.

over, ending just as unexpectedly as

out

not even know what kind of a sigh it was — was it a sigh of relief,

that the battle

consequences before