Chapter 666 Dark Rider (1/2)

Chapter 666 Dark Rider

The sun was slowly drowning in the darkness of the void, and as it did, a veil of shadoas devouring the world The western horizon was still aflaht was already approaching from the east

On a desolate island covered by tall pillars of jagged rock, a numinous teht of the drowning sun All around it, countless swords were thrust into the petrous ground, rising froraveyard of steel

There was only one path through the forest of blades, and as the twilight of dusk approached it, a dull, echoing ringing suddenly resounded fro closer and closer

It was the sound of adaainst stone

Soon, four crinited in the shadows, and then revealed theian destrier, the other two to its dark rider

The steed was black as night, with dreadful horns crowning its head It walked forith a steady pace, fearso under its lusterless coat The rider was a graceful woman in intricate onyx armor, her face hidden behind the visor of a closed helh it with indifferent resolve Her presence was both cal strength

The blade of a great odachi rested on her shoulder, its steel as dark as the heart of the night

…Two steps behind the taciturn knight, two creatures walked with their gazes lowered to the ground One was a towering, four-armed demon dressed in a black kimono, his dark hair tied with a silk ribbon The other was a strange hu dark garured face hidden behind a woodenin the shadow of a deep hood Neither of theht led her horse to the first steps of the path through the graveyard of swords and stopped, waiting Her ruby eyes burned with cold calmness, as if the wo fear, unease, or trepidation

Her servants, however, were not as aloof Both stole glances at the nificent stone temple, tension clearly written on their faces A few moments later, the human asked quietly:

"It is too late to turn back, isn't it?"

The de in the huue Instead, he si The other servant sighed and grew silent, as well

There was no one and nothing around theed rocks and the swords thrust into the ground The island ash in the bloodred radiance of the dying sunset, with deep shadows nesting in the spots froust of wind suddenly blew, bringing with it the smell of iron

…And then, out of nowhere, they were surrounded by a dozen silent figures

All of thearments made of red silk Their bodies were slender and supple, their skin s if not for the sharp coldness of their eyes, the ruthless expressions written on their tantalizing faces, and the uests

Sunny shi+vered

'da when he described the War Maidens as fearsoh these wo that they represented er However, Sunny did not need the help of his enhanced sixth sense to understand that… the feeling he got from the female warriors was the same as he had experienced a few ti true battle iven hi sensation, as well as Auro of the Nine, Master Jet, Nephis, and a couple of others, all of thehest tier Soht and so a lot of blood and receiving deep scars, if not on his body, then on his soul

And right now, he was staring at twelve of such monsters… and these were just the sentinels, no doubt Who knehat kind of battle saints would he meet inside the temple?

…No wonder this sect had been Solvane's cradle

Full of bad premonitions, he made sure to not round His role during this part was rather siht have been apprehensive, but Saint didn't seehtly and looked down at the War Maidens, her gaze as cal her calhter