Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2690

The Demon of Repose had once helped overthrow a being that was as old and eldritch as her — Kanakht, one of the original humans born from the sparks of the Flame of Desire, bearer of the Shadow God's curse, and the king of the first human kingdom.

The first Human Domain.

She was most likely the one who had separated him into pieces and sealed each piece away, as well. The Eternal City had held one such seal — in fact, containing the Flesh of Kanakht might have been its original purpose.

Now, the Eternal City had fallen from the Black Skies, and the seal was broken.

Sunny was looking at the torn fragments of its lid right now.

Nightwalker blinked a few times.

“Nothing? What do you mean by nothing?" Sunny sighed.

“Well... daemons were never above stealing. Nether in particular felt comfortable lifting any useful idea that had been carelessly left laying around, be it by his siblings or the gods. It seemed that the Demon of Repose took a page out of the divine book, as well." Carefully avoiding a wisp of grey fog, he added:

“Nothing is what the gods used to seal the Void. It is like... a layer of insulation between the Void and the bars of its cage. A state of absolute non-existence. Touch it, and you'll be erased from existence, as well."

He looked at Nightwalker and smiled. "Unless you're someone amazing like me, of course. I once spent close to a year enduring nothing. It was a terrible experience, so I do not recommend."

Walking to the edge of the vast pit where the Flesh of Kanakht had been kept, he looked inside and grimaced.

The mounds of repulsive mold growing inside resembled eerie black hills, with peculiar flowers opening their meaty petals at the sound of his steps.

A deep frown slowly settled onto his face. Nightwalker remained silent for a while, then asked:

“Uh... now what?"

Sunny looked at him darkly.

“Are you sure that this is the heart of the Palace?"

His youthful guide nodded.

"Quite sure.”

Sunny looked away and scratched his head. "Then I have no idea. Yet."

The battle was raging outside. Jet was barely staying alive, and Nephis was fighting an ancient fiend proficient in mind attacks. No matter how formidable her mental defenses were, that made Sunny nervous.

He had to solve this puzzle quickly. Nightwalker stared at him with disbelief. "That's it? You had no plan?"

Sunny frowned.

"How was I supposed to concoct a plan without knowing anything about what sorcery Repose used to create the Eternal City? I had reasons to believe that I'll be able to dismantle it, okay?"

He paused for a moment, and then added: “A long time ago, I taught myself Weaver's sorcery to interfere with the sorcery of Hope. I was merely an Awakened back then, knew close to nothing, and was sitting alone in a cage. Needless to say, I am vastly more powerful now. I know far more, can do far more, and have become a far better sorcerer. I also have the others like me. So, I should be able to at least break whatever sorcery the Demon of Repose left behind"

Sunny threw another look into the pit and sighed heavily.

"The problem is that I need to lay my eyes on the inner workings of that sorcery first. Do you see the problem?"

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