Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2635

The silent ranks of the Shadow Legion stirred under the walls of the Dark Castle. The cadence of the battle changed as the black flood moved forward, flowing across the shattered ground. The titanic figures of Goliath and the Defiled Seeker lumbered above the black tide of dead soldiers, making the plaza shake with each step; the myriad threads of ethereal black silk trembled, forming a vast spiderweb.

The fallen immortals were still engaged in a battle against the Ember Queen and her millipede swarm. Individually, each of them was more powerful than an average shade under Sunny's command... however, in this battle at least, the numerical advantage was on his side.

So, the rulers of the Eternal City rapidly found themselves flanked. Bestial shades of Godgrave had flanked them from the left, while the Shadow Wolves and the Obsidian Wasps had flanked them from the right. At the same time, the shadow of Daeron led the shades of human Saints into a frontal assault to support the Ember Queen.

Clad in the armor forged by the shadow of the King of Swords, the shadow of the King of Twilight descended upon the immortals of the Eternal City like a storm. His polearm carved a bloody path through the mass of slivering flesh, causing the thunderous roars of destructive impacts to roll across the battlefield. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel✦fire.net

It was somewhat ironic, but in this battle between Great and Supreme beings — those who were only a step away from becoming deities — the mundane laws of strategy were just as important as mystical matters. The inhabitants of the Eternal City might have been immortals, but they still could not overcome the dire disadvantage of being attacked from the flank. Attacked from several directions at the same time, they began to falter.

A few seconds later, a blinding explosion bloomed among the fallen immortals, turning hundreds of them to dust — that was Slayer's arrow finding its mark.

Fiend emerged from the shadows of the battlefield, towering above it like a steel colossus forged in the depths of hell. A plume of red flame escaped from his maw, turning a vast area in front of him into a blazing inferno, and his razor-sharp claws severed countless bodies in half.

Saint rose from a vast torrent of darkness. Despite towering more than ten meters above ground, she moved with her usual grace — the weight of her firm steps, however, was crushing enough to send cracks running through the stone plates covering the plaza.

Serpent plunged into the grotesque mass of fallen immortals, rampaging among them like a formless, ever-changing spirit of death. It took whatever shape was most suitable for destroying the adversary, and remained in its own serpentine form when there was no better choice Nightmare tore their monstrous flesh with his horns, hooves, and fangs...

Jet observed the awesome spectacle of the distressing battle with a calm gaze. She sighed quietly and then jumped onto the parapet of the Dark Castle's rampart. The wind sent her raven-black hair dancing, and wisps of chilling mist surrounded her lithe figure.

"Have you come up with a way to actually contain these fiends yet?"

Sunny gave her a neutral look.

"...I'm working on it."

She grinned and raised a fist into the air.

“Work hard!"

With that, she turned into mist and disappeared from view, as if dispelled by the wind.

Soon enough, a frightening wraith of icy mist appeared among the fallen immortals, severing their repulsive bodies with a ghostly scythe.

Sunny let out a satisfied sigh.

“Well then, it's time for me to go, too."

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