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Chapter 2384: Vermin Horde

Nothing was worse than a cursed army of Corrupted rats… except a cursed army of Corrupted rats that expanded endlessly the more you slaughtered them.

“S-sickening…”

Sunny held no particular hatred toward rats. Actually, he considered them quite remarkable creatures… fellow survivors, in a way. Twisted rats whose bodies and spirits were warped by Corruption's vile darkness, however, presented a completely different problem.

At this moment, a torrent of these revolting pests was ready to consume him and Saint, and worst of all, no clear method existed to overcome them.

Fortunately, Sunny always prepared backup plans, and this day proved no different.

Strategy A involved simply destroying the rat horde through combat.

Strategy B, though, had been crafted specifically for situations where the rat horde proved too massive to eliminate through raw force alone.

“I trust Kai will succeed…”

The flood of Cursed rats nearly reached them when Slayer swung her blade once more, carving a broad corridor through their midst. She sprinted ahead, advancing through the bloody mist, while rats poured around them on either side.

The lethal Shadow stayed composed—excited, even—but Sunny felt an overwhelming urge to tremble.

Too many rats cascaded down the mountainside for each creature to scurry along the ground, so they simply scaled over one another in mad chaos. Their bulk created massive barriers on both sides of Slayer, surging past her like an actual landslide of squirming gray forms, wild eyes, and razor-sharp fangs.

The most horrifying aspect was how quickly the gap Slayer's attack had torn in the rat mass sealed itself as existing rats mindlessly pressed forward and fresh rats materialized, threatening to engulf her beneath their writhing bodies.

Since the entire mountain crawled with the infinite swarm, no escape route existed for her.

Then an arrow struck the mountain further up the incline, immediately triggering a massive blast. A devastating blend of brightness, flame, and noise obliterated innumerable rats, exposing a wide circle of naked stone.

As enormous amounts of snow were scattered by the blast and a genuine avalanche tumbled down, Sunny created a passage through the shadows for Slayer. Before the rat wall towering overhead could collapse and crush her, she moved through the shadows and fled into the safe zone Kai's arrow had formed.

The shallow pit left by the explosion was also encircled by walls of maddened rats, and would only last a few seconds.

Before it vanished beneath the carpet of gray bodies, Slayer carved another route through the rats. And before that route was consumed by the swarm, a second arrow landed some distance away, creating another explosion and clearing another section of empty ground.

The chaos persisted. The writhing mass of gray forms flowed like a deluge, consuming the whole mountain, while Slayer navigated through it wielding her weapon. Arrows descended upon the trembling peak like heavy cannon fire, pulverizing countless rats. Slayer's blade destroyed even more, and the reek of blood filled the atmosphere.

The mountain would have resembled a horrible, nightmarish butcher shop if not for the fact that mangled, bleeding corpses of countless rats were instantly consumed by their many siblings… who only multiplied further as time passed, maddened and empowered by the hellish massacre.

Sunny was, frankly… confused.

He had seldom faced an opponent who became exponentially more powerful the more it was butchered, torn apart, and destroyed. Slayer and Kai were inflicting terrible damage to the swarm, but the more damage they caused, the more enormous the swarm grew.

“What a cruel little pest…”

He wasn't certain what part he should play in this fight, besides creating shadow passages for Slayer.

Abundance had maintained a single form, at least. Sunny hadn't been able to overwhelm its Will, but he'd managed to gradually corrupt it with his own. Furthermore, he'd prepared weapons to neutralize the giant worm beforehand.

The rats, though, were infinite. No single form existed for him to focus on, and thus, he wasn't sure how to counter the concept of endless reproduction that the swarm represented. He also didn't know what opposing concept he could have wielded if not for his duty of empowering Slayer.

And he lacked much time to consider… time wasn't his ally, after all.

Not only would Sunny need to withdraw once the sun vanished below the horizon, but the swarm would simply grow so immense as to become unavoidable long before that.

He even contemplated using the Rat King's own ability against it. What if he expanded the rat population on the mountain to such extremes that the entire peak crumbled under their mass? There was definitely a poetic justice in that strategy, and it might have succeeded under different conditions…

But not today.

After all, Sunny required the mountain to stay intact, because he couldn't claim it if the mountain was destroyed.

And if he failed to claim the mountain, two Cursed Devils would attack him at dawn.

That was a confrontation he desperately wanted to prevent.

So, lacking a clear method to defeat the vile horde of Cursed rats…

Sunny could only trust in Kai.

“Go ahead, friend. You've got this.”

He had positioned Kai atop the Shrine of Truth deliberately. Sunny had guessed that the Cursed Beast would wield a power that defied logic, and he'd also suspected that its power would involve numbers somehow. Such things weren't hard to predict, after all, because the most terrible thing about a mob of enemies… was that they formed a mob.

And the world rarely failed to fulfill its darkest promises.

Therefore, Sunny had assigned Kai a specific mission. He wanted to turn the Snow Tyrant's power against its own servant…

Kai needed to locate the hidden thread through which the Tyrant commanded its Beast.

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    Magmun
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    2387 Divine Flesh
    Right before the final traces of the dying sun vanished into the ocean of blazing clouds, Sunny drew a long breath and gazed at Slayer.

    Wrapped in tendrils of spectral mist, she was polishing her sword's edge. His Shadow appeared... frayed, somewhat. One arm remained twisted and drooped uselessly, her protective gear was ripped apart, and even her covering was damaged.

    Beneath the covering lay a face that Sunny recognized intimately by now — the stunning visage of the woman he had witnessed in the prophetic scenes... or more precisely, a variant of it apparently sculpted from perfect black volcanic glass.

    She was the unrelenting tracker whose destiny had been to destroy the Demon of Fate. Her shadow, anyway.

    ...Certainly, even after discovering the incredible reality of Slayer's history, Sunny harbored reservations about its accuracy. Weaver was the lord of lies, after all. Would it be impossible for that mysterious rogue to slip deceptions into the contest their sibling created to expose only facts?

    He couldn't tell.

    Not that it was important...
    With a breath, Sunny cast one final glance at Slayer and ordered the darkness to part, drawing her into their black void.
    A moment afterward, she disappeared from the ruined mountainside.
    Exactly as the ghostly pathway linking it to the far Shrine of Truth collapsed into dust, her elegant form materialized in the distance, atop the angled ceiling of the sinking temple.

    Kai touched down on the earth beside Sunny as the peak trembled, streams of molten rock pouring from its broken summit to herald the conclusion of the Ash Domain's shift.

    He stared westward with a shocked look.

    "...Sunny?"

    Sunny released another breath and rose, massaging his face with his working hand. He stayed quiet for several heartbeats, then grinned wearily.


    With the shift complete, he couldn't feel the darkness blanketing the molten lake anymore. He also couldn't spot Slayer from this range... but he understood that she was there, standing isolated on the ancient temple's ceiling and watching him.

    "I have a strategy, so calm down."

    Kai paused for several moments, then breathed out and settled beside Sunny, setting his bow down with a shaking hand. He appeared completely drained, having pulled its massive string repeatedly with incredible velocity.



    His companion waited briefly, then gestured dismissively.
    "Oh, it's simply that we... we destroyed another god. The earlier occasions, it was mainly your achievement, but this evening, Lady Slayer and I played the primary parts. Obviously, it was only achievable due to your Will and the offerings we provided to the Altar of Truth, but nonetheless. We slaughtered a deity."

    Sunny observed him for a short time, then grinned.
    "That you accomplished."

    "I simply feel like I ought to be amazed and horrified by that reality, but truthfully, I'm not even troubled. Seeing gods perish... has become ordinary, it appears. Incredible as that may seem."


    Sunny watched him quietly, then moved his head.
    "I mean... aren't you the person who battled a group of Spire Messengers as a Sleeper? And then leaped into the throat of a Transcendent dragon as an Awakened? Oh, and then there was the crazy act you performed in Verge. Why would you be amazed, much less horrified?"

    Kai grinned bashfully and rubbed his nose tip.
    "Well... correct. Still, this disgusting horde of rodents was a deity."
    Sunny chuckled, then surveyed the area, wincing at the smell of rat hair burning in the flowing magma.
    "Speaking of that... hey, how about we grill some divine flesh?"

    Kai's expression changed, becoming almost sick.

    "T—the rodents? Consume them? T—appreciate it, but no way!"


    "Huh? Why refuse? You realize, we mainly consumed standard meal packages in the outskirts — also called rodent packs. It was all artificial paste and the most dry, flavorless biscuits you could picture, plus a throwaway water cleaner. So, I actually always desired to try a genuine rodent. Real rodents were a scarce resource, though — the tougher children caught them before the rest of us could."

    Glancing around, Sunny breathed in the awful smell of burning hair and grinned.

    "See how far I've advanced! Ah... aspirations do become reality."
    Kai examined him for a while, then managed a courteous grin.
    "They're... completely yours, then. By every means! I'd prefer not to interfere with achieving your aspirations."

    Sunny snorted.

    'How selective.'

    Kai hadn't desired to consume the shredded pieces of the Cursed Monster because the way it died had been too unsettling, and both sections of the monstrous body were too revolting. And now, he was declining to eat completely acceptable, if slightly cursed, rodents too...
    There was simply no satisfying that person!

    Sunny gave Kai a disapproving look, then rose and brushed off his torn garments.

    "Well, do as you wish. I'm starving, though."
    Sunny might have shared Kai's opinion regarding the disturbing body of the Cursed Monster, but he wasn't going to restrain himself tonight. The unfortunate Rat King had never succeeded in satisfying its appetite, so it was only fitting to respect its cursed memory by satisfying his.

    He discovered the Beast figurine while searching for rodent meat. And a bit later, he located the single soul fragment left by the Rat King, too — it had been hidden beneath the rockslide, which was now covered in magma, but Sunny recovered the small crystal without much difficulty.

    ...The rodent meat proved to be infected, and possibly even cursed. It was still tasty, though, and Blood Weave quickly dealt with the toxins.

    Looking back, it was likely fortunate that Kai had declined to participate in eating the fallen deity's flesh.

    There was more remaining for Sunny!

    'Is his survival sense really keen, or have mine become totally numb?'

    Full and content, Sunny went back to the western slope of the newborn volcano and sat beside Kai to observe the sun climb.
    The closing scene of Ariel's Game was going to be determined once it appeared.
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      2388 Bait
      There had been twelve Snow pieces positioned against the three pieces of Ash on the playing field. Now, only three of them survived — two Devils and the Tyrant itself.

      And Sunny was half a move in front of the Devils, too.

      The route to the Tyrant was nearly open, but there remained a possibility that the Devils would chase him. If they did, the roughly human-shaped Tree Devil would pose no threat, since it was further south than Sunny and his allies. The dragon, though, was north of the Shrine of Truth — so, if it traveled east, they would need to fight it sooner or later.

      Sunny hoped to avoid battling a Cursed Devil if possible. In truth, he feared that conflict — even if there were three Sacred shades under his control now.

      So, he positioned Slayer in the Shrine of Truth.

      It was uncertain how clever the Snow Tyrant was and how thoroughly it understood the pieces of the Ash Domain. However, it had demonstrated at least some capacity to think tactically. So, it would most likely be reluctant to abandon the square of the Shrine to the opposition.
      Not only because the strength of the Ash Domain would expand the more squares it controlled, while the strength of the Snow Domain would weaken accordingly — it was also because Sunny could easily go back to the Shrine if his route to it wasn't blocked.
      Moreover, he had in his hands the jade figurine left by the Rat King. His strength would grow even more if he was ever permitted to reach the Shrine of Truth, the Ash Castle, or — presumably — the Shrine of Fear.

      He didn't even need to keep Kai and Slayer with him. He could send them to explore the miniature world of Ariel's Game on their own, capturing peak after peak until the Snow Domain lost its territorial edge entirely.

      So... Sunny was wagering on the fact that at least one of the Devils would spend a move to capture the Shrine of Truth. And to make it even more tempting for them, he positioned one of his pieces — Slayer — on the ceiling of the drowning temple.

      Sunny and Kai sat on the rocky slope and observed the sunrise quietly. There was the gorgeous golden light of morning, and the columns of snow hardening to become ghostly bridges. Neither of them talked, still exhausted after the fight against the Rat King, and although much was going to be determined by what the Devils decided to do — or were ordered to do — both felt...
      For the first time since the Death Game began, Sunny didn't feel like a trapped animal.

      He breathed deeply, appreciating the sight of the brilliant sun.

      'Come on...'

      At last, the crystal bridges were completely formed, and the Devils acted. Sunny held his breath, feeling his heart jump a beat.
      '...Yes!'
      A broad smile crossed his ash-covered face.
      His guess was proving correct — and in the most favorable way.

      "The Tree Devil is traveling east."
      Kai's voice was quiet.
      The human-like monster was walking across the crystal bridge, advancing to the mountain directly south of their location. It was being sent on a futile chase.

      The dragon, however...

      Sunny didn't need Kai to inform him, because he could see the dragon soaring across the ocean of clouds himself. The massive creature looked like a small speck from the distance, but there was no doubt — it was flying south, toward the Shrine of Truth.

      Which meant that nothing blocked between Sunny and the Snow Tyrant anymore.

      He grinned cheerfully.

      It was odd...
      Maybe the Snow Tyrant didn't care to block his passage. Perhaps it even wanted Sunny to arrive as quickly as possible, before he could completely heal from his injuries — in that case, moving the dragon away and creating a clear route served the same goal as leaving Slayer alone in the Shrine of Truth. It was a trap.

      ...Maybe the Snow Tyrant simply couldn't control the dragon — after all, a Cursed Devil was a creature of tremendous power, not much weaker than its own.
      In any case, the outcome matched what Sunny wanted.

      "We're free, Kai. We're free..."

      At last, the conclusion of the Ariel's Game was in sight. There was only one fight left for them to win — the most terrifying of them all, but still the final one.
      The fight against the Snow Tyrant itself.

      Sunny breathed out slowly and watched the dragon soar across the enormous gap separating the two mountains.

      He thought he even spotted explosions appearing as Slayer sent arrow after arrow flying.
      And just when the dragon was about to reach the lake of magma...

      Sunny squinted and dismissed her, summoning her back into the protective darkness of his soul.

      Somewhere far away, the elegant figure of the deadly huntress melted into the shadows.

      A few moments later, the Shrine of Truth trembled as the enormous dragon landed on its ceiling. Denied its target, the Cursed Devil released a horrifying roar — its echoes traveled across the golden clouds, reaching Sunny and Kai on the slope of the distant volcano and making them shake.

      He smiled contentedly.
      "Let me inform you, friend... a game hasn't been created yet that I can't manipulate..."
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        MrMysterious33
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        Sunny is such a cheater. I love it!
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        DanielPlay
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        I also doubt that cheating scoundrel Weaver died from just that.
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          Rei-absolute
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          I believe Slayer had his eye on Weave, and Weave had not yet entered the Void Prison. I doubt he died. This may have been a ruse to distract her. It must have been around this time that the war began.

          "You inherited part of the forbidden Weaver bloodline. Your bones were altered and imbued with an unshakable temper. When the children of the -unknown- rebelled against the gods, Weaver was the only one to refuse the call of war. Despised and hunted by both sides, they disappeared. No one knew where Weaver had gone or what they had done... until it was too late."
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      saagar
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      Shade servant huh
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    tefe
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    hordes of cannibal rats, skaven?
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    ChaosFateTime
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    This chapter definitely made me remember of Bubonic Plague caused by fleas from the rats and the animated game of 'A Plague Tale' treat treat
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      Alfametadol
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      Damn, if these fleas are also on these endless rats, then the danger of such an enemy increases by an order of magnitude or two....
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    CH2385 Untainted Spirit



    Sunny concluded that the Rat King couldn't simply be a mob of brainless pests — he had fought swarms of monsters before, and they bore no resemblance to the foe he confronted now. The creature he was battling was truly a horde, but one directed by a singular Will.

    This suggested there existed a lone source of that Will — the root of the countless army of twisted rats that craved to consume Slayer in wild hunger. Even if there hadn't been, the Snow Tyrant would have imposed it upon the Rat King...

    After all, it required some means to command the Snow Beast figure, and Sunny doubted his opponent could freely generate an infinite number of invisible threads to dominate each separate rat.

    Therefore, he had theorized that a single thread would exist, linked to one specific rat. That rat was the leader of the Rat Legion, concealed somewhere in the terrible ocean of crawling vermin — the conduit through which the Snow Tyrant commanded the Cursed Beast, as well as its origin.

    Locating one rat among millions seemed like an impossible challenge... it was far more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack, to put it mildly. After all, neither the needle nor the haystack was meant to shift, much less writhe and churn in insane bloodthirst on the shaking slopes of a collapsing mountain.

    But if anyone could achieve that goal, it was Kai.

    He had been the first among them to detect the presence of the invisible threads, after all. Sunny himself wasn't even certain he was able to perceive them — but Kai could.

    And while he wasn't able to distinguish the original rat from its countless siblings, he could spot a glimpse of the Snow Tyrant's thread again. And then... he could trace it to the target.

    That was how Sunny planned to turn his enemy's own strength against them.

    The issue, naturally...

    Was that he and Slayer needed to survive long enough for Kai to accomplish his task.

    And that wasn't merely challenging, but also grew increasingly harder with every passing second.

    Slayer was like a black tempest, racing across the mountain in a whirlwind of gore and shredded meat. She had always been a formidable presence in the past — a wicked, menacing force — but now that she was enhanced by shadows and ash, brandishing enchanted blades crafted by the Sovereign of Death himself, her freezing malevolence was simply magnificent to witness.

    The mountain was completely blanketed by the swarming rats, so Slayer could only exist in the aftermath of incredible carnage. She had to cut a route for herself with her severing weapon, and when that wasn't sufficient, she had to flee into the small pockets of temporary safety created by Kai's devastating bombardment. Sunny directed her through the shadows, matching the frantic rhythm of the horrifying battle.

    The slaughter was beyond imagination. The vision of it all — the scarlet glow of the sunset, the dark writhing barriers of vermin closing around them like landslides, the clouds of fine red mist floating on the breeze — was unbelievable.

    The sound, however, was the most terrible — the ear-splitting, thunderous symphony of noises produced by the multitude of maddened rats was revolting, shocking, and completely beyond description... especially since Slayer's hearing was extraordinarily acute, able to detect the sound of a needle falling many kilometers distant.

    It reached the point where Sunny believed he was experiencing delusions, hearing a buzz of insane voices emerging from the rustle of countless vermin rushing to tear his Shadow to pieces. Those voices weren't voices, and the words they uttered weren't words... and yet, somehow, he could still dimly comprehend them, at least occasionally.

    "Starving... starving... we are starving... we are... starvation..."

    That was what he imagined he heard, echoed countless times by the countless frenzied voices, until it became meaningless.

    Slayer moved without pause, weaving through the spaces between the tendrils of the swarm that sought to devour her. Her movements were quick and elegant, but the destruction she unleashed was completely savage, gradually staining the entire mountain red. Sunny was horrified by the ghastly extent of the violence she was committing... but simultaneously, he found himself being fascinated by it.

    It was truly a pleasure, to observe a master performing what they excelled at — to experience it all as they were experiencing it, feeling each stride, muscle tension, and vibration of the blade.

    He was quite accustomed to Slayer's combat style by now, and yet, he had never felt her exerting herself like this before. Now that Sunny had the front row to the dark performance of it all, he could detect more subtle details about how his Shadow wielded her weapon.

    There was a certain... honesty to how Slayer fought. He had observed how pure her emotion appeared, and that purity translated to her every action. There was no deception, no hesitation to her grim dance — just honest, pure, and unwavering determination to wound, mutilate, and destroy.

    This wasn't to say that Slayer's combat style was crude or simple — quite the opposite. It was nothing less than beautiful.

    She was just committed completely to her every gesture without reserving anything.

    Her purpose and her deeds were perfectly aligned.

    It was an unusual state of existence, one that was foreign to Sunny... and would be to most humans, as well. After all, humans possessed countless thoughts and countless experiences. Such a level of focused certainty was impossible for most, if not all, and would only be damaging otherwise.

    But Slayer made it function. In fact, she made it function magnificently.

    The honesty of her determination influenced how effectively she could employ the Will, as well. Since no obstacle existed between her purpose and her actions, nothing was lost in translation — as a consequence, she could accomplish far more with far less, displaying a level of efficiency and effectiveness that Sunny found remarkable.

    She employed the Will with incredible skill.

    That was why Slayer and Sunny were still breathing, and relatively unharmed.

    Nevertheless...

    With every second that elapsed, the swarm expanded.

    The routes Slayer carved in the mass of squirming rats grew thinner, the time the openings existed grew briefer, and the barriers of vermin surrounding them grew higher.

    Sunny wasn't certain how much longer they would be able to endure before the Rat King buried them under its disgusting mass.

    'Come on, Kai...'

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    CH2386 Vermin Sprint



    (These chapters are modified using AI)

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    When the conclusion arrived, it arrived abruptly.

    Slayer was sprinting through an opening between two floods of pests, her blade whistling as it moved at tremendous velocity, cutting apart individual rats who had succeeded in leaping at her from the churning mass of their companions.

    The corridor she had carved was about to vanish, and no retreat was possible — Kai was delayed with his next shot, so no pocket of refuge had been formed by a devastating blast.

    Slayer was already channeling essence into her weapon, preparing to trigger its enchantment right after using it just a moment before — it was inefficient and risky, but their options were limited.

    It was then that Sunny detected a compressed and crushing mass of barely restrained energy hurtling toward them from behind at horrific speed.

    Nearly simultaneously, he perceived a rapid shadow soaring across the obsidian bridge... the shadow of a projectile.

    In the following instant, the arrow blazed overhead and struck the mountain near the summit.

    There was no blazing explosion, this time...

    But what happened next was orders of magnitude more devastating.


    The mountain quaked as an incredible amount of concussive energy and noise was discharged instantly. Countless rats were immediately crushed by the annihilating shockwave, transforming into a scarlet mist. Beyond that, no pocket of safety was formed on the incline this time — instead, the unbreakable stone simply fractured, and massive tons of it were hurled high into the atmosphere.

    The geyser of broken stone stretched into the heavens, widening as it climbed.

    Then came the thunderous boom of the impact and the mighty tremors that caused several portions of the cracked slope to crumble.

    The devastation near the summit was far worse, though.

    Actually, the entire summit was destroyed, collapsing under its own mass and tumbling down. A tremendous rockslide transformed the western side of the mountain into a scene of chaotic ruin, rolling clouds of debris blocking the sight as countless rats were flattened and entombed under the massive stones.

    Then, the wreckage that had been launched into the sky descended, crushing even more.

    ...That was the outcome of Kai using the final enchantment of the Supreme bow Sunny had forged for him — the proven and reliable [Death Dealer], modified to incorporate his newest understanding of weaving.

    Kai must have channeled most of his essence into this single shot, sending his most lethal arrow flying.

    And there was only one explanation he would have done that.

    Sunny wanted to smile.

    The destruction of the mountain's summit, the countless rats destroyed by the initial strike and the rockslide that followed... all of it was merely a byproduct. Kai's real target was one rat — the origin of the Rat King.

    He must have discovered the invisible thread and followed it to the source rat's location.


    After that, his mission was straightforward... he had to strike that single moving rat among a million identical pests, from dozens of kilometers distance. What could have been easier than that?

    And he succeeded.

    Sunny was certain of it, because he could already detect the swarm's behavior shifting.

    His heart was filled with savage joy.

    The first transformation was somewhat subtle and difficult to explain. The rats weren't confused, and the Will of the swarm didn't weaken in its terrible, overwhelming power — but it became more chaotic and uncontrolled, abandoning all semblance of direction. That was because the rat swarm had broken free from Snow Tyrant's dominion.

    The second transformation was far more significant, though.

    It only took Sunny a moment to notice that something was missing. And when he focused on that glaring absence, he understood that no fresh rats had emerged to replace the ones destroyed by the rockslide.

    With the death of its creator, the swarm stopped its endless expansion. The Rat King was Rat King no longer... now, it was simply a massive horde of famished abominations.

    And these nightmare beasts were already beginning to consume each other.

    Sunny spent a heartbeat watching the terrifying sight of countless rats attacking each other to tear each other to shreds.

    Maybe if this was permitted to persist, if all the innumerable rats were allowed a chance to devour each other... then, at the conclusion, a new Rat King would have emerged. A single horrific creature who had fed on the meat of its relatives, and absorbed the essence of the entire swarm to become the source of a new rat pestilence.

    But Sunny and Slayer were present to stop that from occurring.

    Well... primarily Slayer.

    'Go on! Move!'

    She didn't make Sunny request twice.

    Before the violent tremors rocking the mountain could stop, and long before the dust of the massive rockslide settled, Slayer had already resumed her savage massacre. She was almost joyful, butchering vast sections of the rabid vermin with each elegant sweep of her blade.

    This time, the openings carved in the swarm by her weapon sealed much slower. And after a while, they didn't seal at all.

    Soon enough, Kai joined them, too. He arrived in the form of a dragon, scorching the slopes of the mountain with the sonic blasts of his eerie songs.

    The sun was rapidly sinking behind the horizon, and the mountain was groaning, barely sustaining its own weight — after all, the rats had chewed on it in their hunger, consuming its foundation.

    Sunny, Slayer, and Kai were competing against time.

    There were too many rats to eliminate, some of them trapped under the stone wreckage, but still breathing. Perhaps they would have failed to wipe every single one of them out, but fortunately, Kai's sight could pierce the slopes of the mountain, while Sunny's shadow sense could encompass the mountain entirely.

    In the end, he detached himself from Slayer and released his essence outward, creating countless shadows to finish off the remaining survivors.

    And then, just before the sun vanished behind the horizon, Sunny finally heard it...

    [You have slain an enemy.]

    Releasing a long breath, he settled on the ground and looked west.

    The fight against the Cursed Beast, the Rat King, was finished.

    They triumphed.

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      Bounding Monarch
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      Might you have 2386 as well?
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        Bounding Monarch
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        Nvm
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    73timur16
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    Спасибо. А будут следующие главы?
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    Bounding Monarch
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    ayyy, ranobes isn't nerfed (yet)
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