Shadow Slave

Chapter 1905

Chapter 1905 Pyrrhic Victory Unexpectedly, the Citadel housed multiple expansive subterranean levels. This was logical, given the ephemeral nature of the surrounding lake—it would rise when the Hollows were submerged and recede once the waters traversed the remnants of the deceased deity into its colossal spine.

Consequently, these underground levels were only beneath the surface when the lake was at its peak. Most of the time, they remained above water, featuring an additional grand entrance located lower than the immense hall where the ambush had occurred.

Sunny discovered the Gateway beneath a crystalline dome nearby that entrance.

He stood motionless for several moments, astonished by the sights and sensations before him. Behind the dome’s transparent walls, a small grove thrived. Outside, scarlet vines wrapped around the structure, yet inside, ordinary plants flourished.

Lush green grass, ancient oak trees, soft moss, and vibrant flowers adorned the hidden meadow’s center, where a serene pond of clear water lay still in the peaceful darkness. Subtle ripples disturbed the pond’s surface, hinting at an underlying current that Sunny couldn’t immediately discern.

These were the first plants Sunny had encountered in Godgrave that remained untouched by Corruption—in the entire Dream Realm, except perhaps those introduced by the inhabitants of the waking world.

Moreover, as he entered the crystal dome, Sunny felt a profound sense of sanctity permeate the air, untouched by the corruption that plagued the rest of the cursed area. Intricate carvings adorned the dome’s perimeter, their patterns reminiscent of ancient protective spells that hinted at forgotten lore.

“The pond serves as the Gateway.”

Sunny glanced at the placid water, unable to gauge its depth. With a shrug, he turned away and melded back into the shadows, rejoining Nephis and the other Saints.

Soon, they all took shelter in the grove.

Above them, the Citadel was ablaze and deteriorating. Its walls, sturdy enough to withstand the scorching flames summoned by Nephis, held for a time. However, the structure had been overtaken by the scarlet infestation over the years—the vines and trees piercing its framework acted as fuel, allowing the fire to spread and consume the ancient walls.

the Citadel’s ancient defenses were beginning to reactivate. These sounds hinted at dormant mechanisms

soon reach the lower levels, but Nephis could defend at

on the grass, exhausted and shaken. Only Sir Jest appeared somewhat content, though he

with their own. However, six of the seven surviving Saints already controlled their own Citadels,

Sword Army decided to wait for the time being. They contemplated reinforcing their defenses and utilizing the grove’s sanctuary to strategize their next moves, aware that

chose not to reveal this to the King of Swords. Instead, he simply sat down and gazed into the distance, contemplating the

was much

control of the Citadel’s Gateway, achieving the expedition’s objective. Soon, the King of

Seventh Legion captured the western Citadel, the Song Domain would still control fewer Citadels, possess less territory,

Sword Army

was a Pyrrhic

Sunny sighed.

they had lost the Citadel,

Saints from the Sword Domain were

Lonesome Howl and her Reflections followed, with two kills among them. Moonveil had slain one, and the

Song Army only lost three of Mordret's Reflections. While their

with fewer Saints. Losing seven champions widened the gap in Transcendents between Valor and Song, likely affecting all future

of the actual victors were

cast a furtive

pond, gazing at the water with her usual detached demeanor. A faint

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