Shadow Slave; Chapter 441 Ocean of Flame
Shadow Slave Sunny almost managed to direct his endless fall toward the tiny gap between the remnant conflagrations of the divine flame, but on that incredible scale, even the smallest…
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 Sunny almost managed to direct his endless fall toward the tiny gap between the remnant conflagrations of the divine flame, but on that incredible scale, even the smallest…
Shadow Slave Surrounded by a radiant halo, Sunny plummeted into the darkness. His breath was ragged and hoarse, and his eyes were blinded by the piercing shine of the immolating…
Shadow Slave Out there in the empty darkness of the void… something even darker loomed, hidden from the radiant light of the ocean of flame above. Sunny peered at the…
Shadow Slave Sunny stood naked on the rocky surface of the dark island. He grimaced and looked at his body, which was a map of burns — some more severe…
Shadow Slave Visible only to Sunny, the diamond weave beneath the surface of the gate ignited with ghostly light. Almost immediately, a thin vertical crack appeared in the ancient stone.…
Shadow Slave Sunny slept for a long time, the exhaustion slowly leaving his battered body. After a while, though, his consciousness rose from the deepest layers of slumber, summoned back…
Shadow Slave Sunny stared at the footprints for some more, then frowned. ‘How does this make any sense?’ The Obsidian Tower had been sealed before he opened its gates. After…
Shadow Slave Sunny stared at the severed arm of an unknown deity, then at the harrowing, profane rot spreading from it. Then, he tiredly rubbed his face. ‘…Why can’t anything…
Shadow Slave ‘Here we go…’ Sunny faced the stairwell and stood motionless, looking at the black rot through his trembling shadow. Sensing something, Saint turned around, too. The tip of…
Shadow Slave Sunny stepped into the patch of mangled obsidian and slowly approached the alabaster phalanx, then kneeled beside it and lingered, studying its golden shine. He was trying to…