Shadow Slave; Chapter 2481 Broken Mirror
Shadow Slave As they drove to the hospital, both Sunny and Effie were alternating between feeling wary and confused. The roads were congested because of the rain — the failing…
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 As they drove to the hospital, both Sunny and Effie were alternating between feeling wary and confused. The roads were congested because of the rain — the failing…
Shadow Slave By the time they arrived at the hospital, the rain seemed to have become even heavier. Sunny and Effie jogged from the parking lot to the entrance, where…
Shadow Slave Sunny studied the luxurious interior of Mordret’s opulent PTV, feeling a little… no, he was definitely not envious. Not at all! ‘Whatever. There’s no mobile command center or…
Shadow Slave Sunny scoffed. “Well, obviously.” Opening the preliminary autopsy report of Mordret’s dead driver, he shook his head. “The report says that he died from the injuries received in…
Shadow Slave Sunny remained silent for a while, then sighed. He wanted to drink something with more bite than water… coincidentally, a familiar green palisade of soju bottles was looking…
Shadow Slave Sunny rolled off the bed, cursing his mundane senses. His reflexes were sharp, and despite the neglect and abuse, his body was in good shape. However, he could…
Shadow Slave Sunny and Mordret face each other in the rain. The trail of blood was slowly being washed off the wet asphalt, and the neon sign kept blinking above…
Shadow Slave ‘The Nihilist?’ What did Mordret mean? The laceration on Sunny’s forehead and the cut on his abdomen stung, but he was much more uncomfortable because of the motionless…
Shadow Slave “Miss Morgan? Can you hear me?” Saint sighed. The woman in front of her was not responding. She was strapped into a straitjacket, sitting in a wheelchair, and…
Shadow Slave ‘I am being strangled.’ Saint found herself strangely calm despite the fact that someone had wrapped a garrotte around her neck, as if situations like this were nothing…