Shadow Slave novel Chapter 1046

Chapter 1046 The Fall of Falcon Scott (64)

At some point, Sunny had to admit that he was not going to break the Scavenger's armor, but he still continued to deliver a barrage of vicious blows to the hateful creature — he refused to believe that the fiend was as tough on the inside. No matter how hard the shell was, enough force was bound to turn everything protected by it into bloody mush. He suffered from the same weakness himself, after all...

But no matter how much he struck the damned ogre, the Scavenger did not seem too bothered by it.

'Goddammit!'

Desperate and enraged, Sunny grabbed the creature's jaw with one hand, and used the other to constrict the abomination's arm. Then, he opened his mouth...

And bit into the Scavenger's flesh himself.

Maybe Sunny was lucky, or maybe the bone armor in that spot had actually been weakened by his previous strikes... regardless, he finally felt something give, and then tasted a despicably foul taste on his tongue. It was the Scavenger's blood.

...Sunny had never tasted anything sweeter in his entire life.

Feeling the creature shudder and frantically try to push him away, he pressed his teeth deeper with wicked glee, and then tore a chunk of flesh away. Sunny spat it out and grinned, then instantly regretted it when a massive fist flashed forward and hit him in the face with horrid strength.

'Ah...'

Sunny was thrown back.

And at the same time, the black sphere finally broke.

All three layers of protective shadows had been thoroughly damaged, and now reached their limit. A net of cracks spread through the egg, and then it collapsed into numerous shards, exposing both Sunny and the Scavenger to terrible heat and blinding light.

'Crap...'

The world shuddered one last time.

The world...

Was hot.

But at least it finally stopped spinning.

Sunny found himself staring into a glowing orange fog.

The fog was pretty, and smelled of fire.

'...I think I'm on fire.'

He raised his head, and noticed flames licking his legs. Luckily, his elemental resistance was high enough to resist them. The Graceless Dusk, too, was not affected by them at all. The black silk was pleasantly cool.

'Right...'

The orange fog was just dust illuminated by a sea of flames. Sunny was laying on the ground, surrounded by rubble and debris. Some of it was incandescent, and there were puddles of melted metal here and there. It looked like a scene from a fiery hell.

He was hurting all over, and breathing was strangely hard... but he was alive.

With a groan, Sunny slowly sat up, and then stood up with a stagger. He did not feel well. He was dreadfully exhausted, heavily wounded, and poisoned on top of that. As for the Scavenger...

Sunny looked around and gritted his teeth.

'Don't tell me that the bastard escaped again!'

He allowed his shadow sense to spread outward, then smiled.

Limping away, he circled a pile of burning debris and stopped near the edge of a deep impression in the ground.