Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2240

Sunny's sword parted the air, creating a wind blade dozens of meters tall. It slammed into the surface of the weathered bone with a thunderous roar, sending a cloud of debris flying up…

However, the wind blade was a mere side effect of the black odachi falling upon Anvil. Held in place by Nightmare and Saint, he had nowhere to escape — two of his seven swords bounced off Saint's shield, too, creating a breach in the sphere of rustling steel.

Sunny's sword plummeted into that breach, and for a moment, he allowed himself to believe that it would strike down a Sovereign.

No… not really.

Taught by countless bitter experiences, Sunny knew that victory never came so easy.

And indeed, against all reason, Anvil managed to survive.

At the last moment, he shook off Nightmare, sent Saint staggered back, and turned his torso.

As a result, the black odachi failed to end his life…

It did, however, bite into his breastplate.

Anvil's dark armor seemed impregnable before, but this time, it was actually breached. The glancing blow did not penetrate deep, but Sunny felt it cutting flesh.

As his sword scraped against the surface of the ancient bone, a drop of blood fell off its serpentine blade.

Anvil took a few steps back and looked down, at the long cut on his armor. A moment later, the black metal repaired itself — but the shallow laceration beneath remained.

Looking up, he studied Sunny for a few moments, then smiled coldly.

"You actually made me bleed. No one else has managed in a decade."

Sunny smiled behind Weaver's Mask, hiding his discomfort.

"Bleeding? Bah. How pedestrian."

The King of Swords chuckled.

"That sword of yours is curious, too. Soul serpents are supposed to have gone extinct thousands of years ago, and yet here it is… the last survivor of its species. I wonder how the Nightmare Spell preserved it."

Sunny, Saint, and Nightmare surrounded Anvil from three sides, but he did not seem concerned. Instead, he looked… almost elated."You are not as big of a disappointment as I thought."

His cold voice turned darker then, sending a chill running down Sunny's spine.

"You still have to die, though."

Sunny smiled darkly.

"Oh? Why, pray tell?"

Dismissing four of his seven swords so that only three remained, Anvil lingered for a few moments, then said evenly:

"Because you are a threat to my greatest masterpiece, of course."

With that, something changed subtly about the world.

In the next moment, Sunny gasped.

Two of Anvil's swords shot at Saint and Nightmare, while the Sovereign himself was suddenly near Sunny. His cursed blade lashed out, bypassing the black odachi and piercing the Onyx Mantle.

A flash of pain washed over Sunny's right arm.

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