Shadow Slave; Chapter 2401 Two Tyrants
Shadow Slave A titanic arm woven out of darkness and obsidian rose from the formless shadow, spanning almost two kilometers in length. Then, it fell slowly, the vast palm striking…
Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened — an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers.
Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters — and other Awakened — in a deadly battle of survival.
What’s worse, the shadow powers he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect…
Shadow Slave A titanic arm woven out of darkness and obsidian rose from the formless shadow, spanning almost two kilometers in length. Then, it fell slowly, the vast palm striking…
Shadow Slave The world shook and shook as the Cursed Tyrant and the Sacred shade clashed. The immense vastness of Condemnation was straining against the gargantuan pillars of black silk…
Shadow Slave On the slope above Sunny, Condemnation was absorbing the strands of silk into the vastness of its tenebrous body. The mighty black tendrils binding its limbs had already…
Shadow Slave When Sunny thought about it, a Stone Saint was one of the best possible shapes he could attempt to assume to master the fifth step of Shadow Dance…
Shadow Slave Answering the deafening call of the ringing shield, two bestial crimson flames ignited in the darkness cast by the towering black colossus. A dreadful growl drowned out the…
Shadow Slave The Puppeteer’s wings were mighty, but they were also brittle. Relatively speaking, naturally. In truth, there was hardly a more indestructible material out there than the wings of…
Shadow Slave The Stone Saint hesitated. The Spirit of Doubt was kneeling on the shattered ground in front of him, its black wings broken and torn. The eerie moth was…
Shadow Slave [You have slain an adversary.] The Stone Saint tilted his head, looking at the corpse of the fallen deity. ‘Whose voice was that?’ Many things seemed strange now…
Shadow Slave The Snow Tyrant was dead, and the game was over. Sunny could feel a subtle pressure, as if the realm of Ariel’s Game was rejecting him. He suspected…
Shadow Slave The world was made of fire. Countless trees were burning, toppling with sorrowful groans. Ash obscured the sky, and unbearable heat melted the sanity of those who still…