Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2083

Chapter 2083: Fragments of War (20)

Sunny would have loved to think that the senseless slaughter at the Two Crossings had been put on hold while Anvil was secretly realizing his daring plan to lead an army through the Hollows, but in fact, the opposite was true.

There had to be mayhem and carnage to cover up his absence and mask the signs of the dreadful battle with Condemnation, after all. So, the war entered a period of demented intensity while the King was absent from the frontline.

So, it was good that it did not take them long to reach the overgrown ruins of an ancient city where Sunny and Nephis had once rescued Tamar of Sorrow and her friend Fleur.

The King of Swords and his retinue of Saints were currently observing the ruins from a small distance. The Cursed Tyrant was hidden out of sight, but Sunny could feel its profane influence permeating the air.

He could practically see the Sword Domain clashing against the boundary of Condemnation's territory — only to recede like a wave, powerless to usurp the will of Condemnation.

Out there in the ruins, even the authority of a Sovereign would have to bow to a more tyrannical presence. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

The man himself was standing just a few steps away from Sunny, observing the ruined city with an indifferent expression. That expression had not left his face ever since they entered the Hollows, making it seem as if nothing here was worthy of making his heart stir.

It was to the point that Sunny was starting to wonder if Anvil usually ate Cursed Tyrants for breakfast.

Actually, it was hard to imagine Anvil eating any kind of breakfast. Did Sovereigns even need to eat? Their souls were far beyond the concept of mundane, and their bodies were not quite mortal either. So, he was not sure.

He was also painfully aware that it was his first time being so close to the King of Swords while surrounded by so few people. The small size of the subjugation party made Anvil seem almost… approachable.

'Well, what the hell? You only live once.'

Sunny decided to just go ahead and ask.

He turned his mask toward the King of Swords and spoke in a cold tone:

"Have you slain a Cursed Tyrant before, Your Majesty?"

Anvil regarded the ruins for a few more moments, then slowly shook his head.

"I've slain a few Cursed Nightmare Creatures, but none of that Class."

Sunny stared.

'...Then why the hell are you so calm?'

They were about to attack the lair of a Cursed Tyrant. A Cursed Tyrant! Condemnation was not just some big abomination — it was a true deity. A deity that had succumbed to Corruption.

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