Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2438

Chapter 2438 Concept of Humanity

The blinding ray of pure white light struck the towering Nightmare Creature and was extinguished, denied the power to harm it, rather, vanishing without leaving a trace on the grey flesh of the Cursed Demon.

Time and space themselves bent, allowing its enormous mass to draw near Nephis far more rapidly than it should have been able to. Her wings raised a hurricane, sending her flying back, out of the way of innumerable skeletal limbs that stretched forward, aiming to grab her into a deadly grip.

The world that had let the Cursed Demon pass so rapidly resisted her movement, sapping her momentum and slowing her down. If not for the armor of the Will Nephis had forged for herself, she might not have been able to move at all.

As it was, she barely avoided the harrowing forest of charred hands, slipping away between the Cursed Demon's fingers.

Flying backward, she gritted her teeth.

The Nightmare Creature had a hundred hands, but Nephis only had one sword.

And even that sword had proven ineffective against the authority of the fallen god.

The authority it possessed was too absolute in its ability to deny her. The ancient horror wielded it both as a shield and as a weapon, both as the lure and as the trap, as well, preventing the adversary from harming it while simultaneously refusing their ability to escape.

Nephis frowned.

No. her adversary was not simply wielding the authority of abjuration. It personified abjuration - the very concept of foreswearing something, thus negating its power and its very existence.

That was what Will could accomplish when elevated to the very edge of being absolute.

How would one fight against an absolute Will?

Although Nephis did not know it yet, the technique Sunny would use in Ariel's Game was to channel and personify a concept that directly opposed the power of his adversary.

However, the two of them were entirely different people, and what Sunny could achieve was not what Nephis could or should be striving to emulate. She had her own path to forge.

Just then, the Cursed Demon's innumerable eyes locked on Neph's fleeting figure, their unfathomable depths gleaming with a distressing notion.

And a moment later, she felt her very existence beginning to grow faint.

Because Abjuration was done playing with its food. Instead of resisting her attacks, the fiend simply chose to deny Nephis herself - to reject her existence, forcing the world into erasing her completely.

'How do I resist a deity's Will?'

It was a complicated question - a question that only a handful of people had been forced to ask themselves ever since the Nightmare Spell descended upon the world.

To Nephis, though, the answer was easy. She simply had to break it with her own. She simply had to crush it.

If the Nightmare Creature refused to burn, she had to burn it with more powerful flames.

If it refused to be cut, she had to slash it with a sharper blade.

If it refused to die. She simply had to convince death to take it.

"Hey, Nightmare Creature."

Nephis landed on the rubble and slid back, pushed almost to the edge of the water.

Her eyes flared with distressing white radiance.

"Do you think you can snuff me out that easily?"