Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2666

'The turbulent water far below surged and rose. A massive wave rushed across the canal, carrying an incalculable number of tiny nightmare creatures with it. In the distance, a halo of silver radiance illuminated the shores of both islands. A moment later, the wind brought the sounds of a furious cannonade and of an eerie, echoing cacophony of roars.

The Night Garden was approaching.

The canals separating the islands of the Eternal City were truly vast, some spanning several kilometers across, but they were still hardly wide enough to navigate a titanic ship through them.

Unless a truly exceptional helmsman steered it.

And at the moment, the living ship was being guided by one such man. Nightwalker's face had betrayed a wistful expression when he stepped aboard his former home and stronghold. Looking around, he remained silent for a long while, and then smiled bitterly.

"Love what you've done to the place."

His gaze stopped at the imposing black edifice of an obsidian cannon, and he tilted his head with a strange expression.

"Are those... cannons?"

Sunny nodded.

"Yes. I forged them."

Nightwalker's eyes suddenly glistened, the trace of bitterness disappearing from them. "By the dead gods, what a great idea. I always wanted to get myself some cannons!"

Sunny coughed. "Right?"

What kind of ship did not have cannons?

'A sad one...'

Nightwalker marveled at the ferocious cannons for a few more moments, then looked down, at the deck of the living ship. His expression slowly turned strange.

"Did you say... that there are millions of people living aboard the Garden now?" Jet nodded.

"It's a bit crowded, but because of how vertical the nature of the ship is, everyone has enough space to live."

Nightwalker remained silent for a while, then sighed.

"I used to live on this enormous ship alone in the beginning, you know? Ah... those were the days..."

Despite the words he spoke, his voice did not sound too cheerful.

"Well, regardless. I assume the bridge is where it used to be, so let's go."

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It was strange, but despite the astonishing and dreadful events happening around the living ship, the people sheltered on its lower decks and in its cavernous holds had no idea about what was transpiring outside. At most, they felt slight tremors and heard muffled echoes of the firing cannons.

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