The moment Slayer’s first arrow struck the Millipede Queen, Sunny saw the Great Tyrant
clearly for the first time.
She was truly immense, her swollen body encased in gleaming black chitin and adorned with
stunning patterns of orange and red, as though her shell had been inlaid with glowing embers.
The first segment of her carapace flared behind her head, making her appear as though she
wore a crown of charred flame.
She had no eyes, so the front of her armored head was perfectly smooth, ending in a
monstrous and eerily human-like mouth.
That mouth was open now, the final scream lost in its depths.
The Millipede Queen stretched well over a hundred meters in length. Her body was relatively
slender for such a massive creature, and she had moved across the twisted surface of the
Burned Forest like a river of glistening black. Her countless legs had torn the dead wood
beneath her into splinters as she passed. But now, the colossal being had come to a sudden
stop, collapsing into a writhing heap of towering coils.
Her severed head had not even touched the ground when Sunny heard a whisper in his ear:[You have slain an enemy.]He sighed, slightly disappointed.
Sunny had always missed the old announcements from the Nightmare Spell. Unlike the Spell,
his Handy Bracelet was not all-knowing. It didn’t know the names of the creatures he killed,
depriving him of the juicy tidbits of hidden information they often revealed.
He sometimes half-joked to himself that it was a pity he couldn’t just kidnap Cassie and have
her whisper the names of every abomination he killed directly into his ear.
Even worse, the Handy Bracelet could no longer determine the Rank or Class of slain
Nightmare Creatures. That was because Sunny had designed this part of the enchantment
around a simple concept. The bracelet sensed how many shadow fragments he gained from a
kill and figured out the creature’s nature based on that.
But this time, he had received no shadow fragments.
Not because Slayer had delivered the killing blow, but because all seven of his cores were
already completely saturated. If he summoned his runes now, he would see:
Shadow Fragments: [7000/7000]
He had reached that limit fairly quickly once the Shadow Legion had been unleashed upon the
world. Every creature slain by one of his shades was counted as his own prey.
Add to that his hunts in the Shadow Realm, and the saturation had been inevitable.
Sunny was now as powerful as he could possibly become. Further kills no longer empowered
him. They strengthened his Legion instead.
I should probably rework the Handy Bracelet.
There had to be a way to enchant it to draw information from the incoming shades
themselves, instead of relying on fragment counts. Who knew, perhaps it could even provide
deeper insights about them.
But now was not the time for magical theory.
The Millipede Queen’s head crashed to the ground with a torrent of blood and shattered
chitin. Thousands of lesser abominations momentarily lost their form, then burst into a frenzy.
The other Great Tyrants had noticed the fall of their sister and rival.
More importantly, Slayer had revealed herself to the swarm.
Now, she and Sunny were alone behind enemy lines, staring down a frenzied wave of
monstrous millipedes.
Still, he was content.
More than content.
I won.
His victory over the Black Millipede tribe would take time to solidify — several months,
perhaps — but the decisive moment had already passed. The death of the monstrous Queen
meant that her shade now rested in his Soul Sea. With her under his command, the strength of
the Shadow Legion would surge and continue to grow rapidly as more of the Black Millipedes
fell and joined the ranks of his silent army.
The nests of their loathsome tribe would soon fall. He briefly considered summoning the
Ember Queen — the name he had chosen for the fallen Tyrant, inspired by the fiery patterns
decorating her obsidian carapace. But he quickly changed his mind.
After all, the shades of the lesser millipedes had already been destroyed. They would not
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