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Shadow Slave novel Chapter 845

[You have slain a Fallen Devil, Defiled Witness.]

[Your shadow grows stronger.]

[You have received a Memory…]

A swarm of fearsome Nightmare Creatures flowed up the slope of the small mountain valley, rushing toward the crest of the road, where a handful of Awakened warriors were preparing to make their stand. The eyeless abominations were moving with ferocious determination, covering many meters with each stride as viscous saliva streamed from their terrifying maws.

To their right was the slope of the mountain, while to their left was a canyon that grew deeper and deeper as the road climbed up.

Standing at the top of the hill, Quentin, Belle, Dorn, and Luster studied the approaching avalanche of monsters with grim apprehension. Lowering the enchanted sledgehammer off his shoulder, the striker of the melee vanguard glanced at his comrades and spoke in a reserved tone:

"What do you think?"

Belle readied his sword and smiled.

"This… is going to be fun. If we survive, I won't have to be embarrassed about sleeping through the last one anymore!"

Quentin silently shook his head, while Luster, who stood behind the three, closed his eyes for a moment.

"Crazy bastard…"

The swordsman simply laughed.

At that moment, they heard a subtle electric whine, and then a loud crack of a highly compressed sonic boom. A moment later, the head of a hulking abomination that towered above the rest of the swarm exploded into bloody chunks. The massive carcass toppled over like a marionette that had its strings cut, instantly turning into a lifeless heap of twitching meat.

…Standing on the roof of the Rhino, Sunny drew his bow and let an arrow fly.

"Keep aiming for their foreheads, Samara. Take down as many Fallen as you can before the enemy reaches the two hundred meters mark, then switch to explosive ammunition and concentrate on the front rows of the Awakened abominations. We must break their momentum."

Hidden between large rocks higher up the slope, the deadly sharpshooter recharged her coilgun as she poured a steady flow of essence into an armor-piercing tungsten slug.

"Understood."

A heartbeat later, the rifle whined again, and another abomination fell to the ground. At the same time, a black arrow pierced the head of an especially frightening creature. This time, the effect was not as drastic, but the eyeless horror was killed just the same.

Chapter 845 Ranged Specialists 1

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