Logam pada kalung dan kurungan itu tidak bisa dihancurkan... tapi bukan berarti tidak bisa dibengkokkan. Memelintir pita baja yang melilit erat lehermu memang bukan ide bagus, namun jeruji besi yang menjebak Elyas adalah perkara yang sama sekali berbeda. Sunny hanya butuh pengungkit yang baik, dan itulah sebabnya ia menebas kurungan itu hingga jatuh. Melirik gugup ke belakang, ke arah dari mana Red Priest biasanya muncul, ia mengeratkan gigi dan menusukkan satu tangan melalui jeruji, mendorong Elyas mundur. Ia harus melunakkan logamnya dulu, dan itu akan menjadi proses yang mengerikan. Bilah Cruel Sight tiba-tiba bersinar dengan cahaya putih cemerlang, menyebarkan panas yang hampir bisa diraba ke udara dingin penjara bawah tanah yang mengerikan itu. Sunny tidak berlama-lama dan menekan pedang suram itu ke jeruji baja, membiarkan api ilahi yang terkandung di dalamnya membagikan pijar yang membakar itu kepada kurungan yang terpesona. ’Ayolah... ayolah...’ Ada dua kemungkinan hasil dari tindakannya. Pertama, ia mampu melunakkan logam itu dan membengkokkannya... yang kedua, ia akan memanggang Elyas hidup-hidup di dalam kurungan gantung itu. Ada juga kemungkinan sipir Ascended mereka akan tiba lebih cepat dari biasanya, yang akan sangat, sangat, sangat buruk... Sunny menghitung detik dan menatap jeruji besi itu, berkehendak agar logam itu memanas lebih cepat. Perlahan, logam dingin itu berubah agak merah, lalu oranye terang. Akhirnya, di titik tempat bilah Cruel Sight yang membara menyentuhnya, semburat putih murni muncul. Sunny sebenarnya lebih suka menunggu lebih lama, tapi tidak ada waktu lagi. Menjatuhkan pedang pendek itu ke tanah dan menggigit Midnight Shard dengan taringnya, ia mencengkeram logam yang membara itu dengan keempat tangannya dan menahan rasa sakit dari panas yang mengamuk perlahan menyebar melalui sarung tangan ke kulit telanjangnya. Lalu, Sunny menapakkan kakinya pada jeruji lain, memerintahkan ketiga bayangan untuk melilit tubuhnya... dan menarik. Sekarang kurungan itu berada di tanah dan stabil, ia bisa menggunakan seluruh otot di tubuh iblisnya untuk memberi tekanan, bukan hanya otot di lengannya. Inti tubuhnya, bahunya, punggungnya, paha dan otot betisnya yang kuat, seluruh tubuhnya bekerja serempak untuk membengkokkan jeruji baja itu. Raungan tertahan lolos dari mulutnya, menyapu bilah tachi yang keras dan bergema di kegelapan yang dingin. Sunny menarik dan mendorong ke arah berlawanan dengan seluruh kekuatan monsternya. Sudah menjadi iblis dan diperkuat oleh tiga bayangan, ia sangat kuat hingga mengerikan. Namun, jeruji yang membara itu menolak bergerak... setidaknya selama beberapa detik. Lalu, ketika otot-ototnya tampak hampir meledak karena tekanan yang tidak manusiawi itu, logamnya akhirnya menyerah. Dengan erangan metalik, salah satu jeruji mulai membengkok, awalnya sedikit, lalu semakin banyak, dan semakin banyak... ’Ya!’ Namun, Elyas tampaknya tidak berbagi kegembiraan Sunny. Sebaliknya, wajahnya pucat, ekspresi ketakutan muncul di wajahnya. Tanpa mengucapkan sepatah kata pun, pemuda itu mengangkat satu tangan, menunjuk ke suatu tempat di belakang punggung rekannya. “Si—si... si pendeta!” Dan tepat saat itu, Sunny merasakan bayangan yang kuat terbang ke arahnya dari tepi shadow sense-nya, semakin dekat dan semakin dekat dengan kecepatan yang mengerikan. ’Kutukan...’ Ascended itu tiba beberapa detik lebih awal dari yang seharusnya! Tanpa menoleh, Sunny menarik jeruji yang membara itu untuk terakhir kalinya, menciptakan jarak yang cukup antara jeruji itu dan jeruji berikutnya agar pemuda itu bisa menyelinap lewat. Lalu, ia menjangkau ke dalam kurungan, mencengkeram Awakened muda itu, dan menariknya dengan kasar melewati celah sempit itu. Ia sudah bisa mendengar langkah berat di belakangnya. ’Sial, sial, sial...’ Elyas menatap ke dalam kegelapan dengan mata penuh ketakutan. “Iblis! Behi...” Tanpa membiarkannya menyelesaikan kalimat, Sunny mendorong pemuda itu dengan kuat, lalu dengan cepat berbalik, mengambil Cruel Sight dari tanah dan menyambar gagang Midnight Shard. Prajurit berjubah merah compang-camping dan zirah kulit usang itu sudah berada di depannya, bilah berat yang mengerikan menebas udara dengan kecepatan yang tak terbayangkan. Sunny menggerakkan senjatanya ke depan, mencoba menahan serangan yang membinasakan itu... Tapi tubuhnya yang kelelahan dan terluka tampaknya akhirnya mengkhianatinya. Ia terhuyung, meleset dari waktu hanya dalam sepersekian detik. Itu tampak seperti kesalahan paling kecil... Tapi satu kesalahan sudah cukup. Keberuntungannya telah habis. Bilah besar Ascended yang perkasa itu melewati pertahanan Sunny... dan menghantamnya tepat di leher. Logam tajam itu mengiris kulit kerasnya, otot-ototnya, dan tulang belakangnya, muncul dalam pancuran darah dari sisi lainnya. Sunny merasakan rasa sakit yang mengerikan menyebar ke seluruh keberadaannya, lalu dunia tiba-tiba berputar. ...Kepala iblis bayangan itu terbang tinggi ke udara, ketidakpercayaan masih membeku di matanya yang tanpa cahaya. Seolah-olah kepala itu menjerit... seolah-olah mencoba mengatakan sesuatu. Membagikan wahyu fatal yang datang beberapa saat terlambat. Bahwa tidak ada jalan keluar. ...Tidak ada jalan keluar selain melalui kematian. Elyas terhuyung, ekspresi terkejut mengubah wajah mudanya yang lembut. “I—iblis... kau...” Di depannya, kaki iblis tanpa kepala itu lemas, dan tubuhnya yang tinggi, masih mengenakan baja suram, jatuh berat ke lututnya. Begitu saja, rekannya hilang. Mimpi buruk rekannya telah berakhir. Pemuda itu membeku sesaat, lalu menoleh ke pembunuh yang tak peduli itu, kesedihan dan amarah bercampur di matanya yang cekung, lelah, dan biru muda. “Kau... aku akan membunuh...” Pendeta Perang tetap diam, tidak tertarik pada ocehan budak muda itu. Ia menoleh ke Elyas dan melangkah maju, mengangkat bilah mengerikan itu sekali lagi. Semuanya sudah berakhir. ...Atau, mungkin, belum. Karena pada saat itu, tubuh tanpa kepala itu tiba-tiba bergerak dan menyerang penyembelih yang tak peduli itu, bilah Cruel Sight yang bercahaya masuk ke perut pria itu sementara ujung Midnight Shard menembus dadanya. Pada saat yang sama, ekor iblis mati itu melesat melewati bahunya, menembus salah satu mata Red Priest dengan duri baja panjang. Tergeletak di batu-batu kotor beberapa meter jauhnya, kepala Sunny mengamati semuanya dengan ekspresi sangat kesakitan. ’Sakit... sial, mati benar-benar, benar-benar sakit!’ Ya, memisahkan kepalamu dari tubuhmu bukanlah pengalaman yang paling menyenangkan. Bahkan, itu mungkin salah satu yang terburuk. Namun, Sunny benar-benar membutuhkan itu terjadi. Ini satu-satunya metode untuk menyingkirkan kalung budak yang tidak bisa dihancurkan yang berhasil ia pikirkan. Ia bahkan sempat mempertimbangkan memotong kepalanya sendiri, tapi sampai pada kesimpulan bahwa kekuatannya sendiri tidak akan cukup untuk mengatasi ketahanan Bone Weave. Jadi, ia memutuskan untuk mencoba menggunakan kekuatan seorang rasul Perang tingkat Ascended sebagai gantinya. Kematian, memang, adalah satu-satunya jalan keluar. ...Di depannya, sungai darah mengalir dari tubuh Master yang pendiam itu. Red Priest telah menurunkan kewaspadaannya, mengira iblis bayangan itu sudah mati, dan menerima bukan satu, melainkan tiga luka fatal sekaligus sebagai hasilnya. Sejujurnya, dia seharusnya lebih berhati-hati. Lagi pula, orang mati sering kali menjadi musuh yang paling merepotkan. Saat tubuh berjubah merah compang-camping itu perlahan roboh dan jatuh ke tanah, tubuh iblis tanpa kepala itu mengangkat satu tangan, mengaitkan cakar di bawah kalung budak, dan mencabutnya dari lehernya yang terputus. Pita logam itu berdenting saat menghantam lantai. ...Sunny tentu saja tidak mati, berkat enchantment [Undying] dari zirah Transcendent-nya. Selama enchantment itu aktif, ia akan tetap hidup, dan bahkan tetap mengendalikan tubuhnya. Ini bagian yang baik... Bagian buruknya adalah enchantment itu melahap esensinya dengan kecepatan yang tak terbayangkan, dan dalam beberapa detik berikutnya, saat cadangannya benar-benar habis, Sunny benar-benar akan mati. Sebelum itu terjadi... Iblis tanpa kepala itu mengambil beberapa langkah goyah ke depan, dengan santai mengambil kepalanya, dan dengan canggung meletakkannya di lehernya. Lalu, ia mendekati Elyas dan berlutut di depan pemuda yang membatu itu. ’A—ayolah, bodoh! Aku tidak punya banyak waktu!’ Karena mulutnya saat itu tidak terhubung ke paru-parunya, Sunny bahkan tidak bisa menggeram untuk menarik Awakened muda itu keluar dari kebodohannya. Untungnya, Elyas sendiri tersadar, tersentak dan mengangkat tangannya ke udara untuk meletakkannya di kedua sisi leher Sunny yang rusak parah. “Oh Tuan... oh para dewa... oh Tuan! Bertahanlah, Iblis!” Ia mengaktifkan Ability penyembuhannya, mencoba membuat kepala makhluk bayangan yang terpotong rapi itu menempel kembali ke pangkal lehernya yang rata. Sunny bergidik, dilanda rasa sakit yang mengerikan. ’Bagaimana... bagaimana ini masuk akal?! Kenapa aku sangat kesakitan?! Otakku bahkan tidak terhubung ke saraf-saraf itu... argh! Kutukan! Sial!’ Bagi hampir semua orang, pulih dari kepala yang terpotong akan hampir mustahil. Namun, Sunny sedikit istimewa... karena menghindari kematian adalah salah satu keahliannya. Ada beberapa faktor yang menguntungkannya. Pertama, Midnight Shard menilai keadaannya saat ini cukup gawat untuk membuka sumur kekuatan tersembunyi yang diberikan enchantment [Unbroken] kepadanya. Kedua, tulang dan darahnya diubah oleh garis keturunan Weaver, memberinya ketangguhan yang tidak manusiawi. Itulah alasan mengapa ia belum kehabisan darah, dan mengapa tubuhnya mampu menyembuhkan diri dengan cepat. Semua kualitas itu ditingkatkan oleh tetes ichor Dewa Bayangan yang telah dilahap Blood Weave tanpa upacara, lalu diperkuat lebih jauh oleh Midnight Shard. Dan terakhir, saat [Undying] dengan cepat menghabiskan cadangan esensi bayangannya, Saint berada di luar sana dalam kegelapan, membunuh satu demi satu Nightmare Creature yang kuat. Ia menggunakan odachi hitam, yang Ability [Soul Reaver]-nya mentransfer sebagian esensi dari semua makhluk yang dibunuh oleh Serpent baik dalam bentuk Soul Weapon maupun Soul Beast. Jadi, dengan setiap abominasi kuat yang dibunuh Saint, Sunny menerima esensi dalam jumlah besar, sehingga memungkinkannya menjaga enchantment [Undying] tetap aktif lebih lama. Tapi, apakah itu akan cukup lama untuknya bertahan hidup? Itulah yang akan ia ketahui... Detik-detik penuh siksaan berlalu, Elyas dengan putus asa mencoba menyembuhkan luka mengerikan itu, dan Sunny dengan putus asa mengamati cadangan esensi bayangannya jatuh semakin dalam. Laju Undying Chain melahap esensinya jauh, jauh lebih cepat daripada laju Saint dan Serpent mengisinya kembali. Ia hanya mampu memperlambat yang tak terhindarkan, bukan menghentikannya. Seluruh keberadaannya dilanda penderitaan dan rasa sakit... tapi apa yang baru? Meskipun Sunny belum pernah kepalanya dipotong sebelumnya, ia pernah mengalami siksaan serupa, bahkan lebih buruk. Hampir tidak ada esensi bayangan yang tersisa di inti-intinya... Lalu, tidak ada sama sekali. Enchantment [Undying] dinonaktifkan. ...Tapi Sunny masih hidup. Ia menggerakkan bibirnya, dan dengan ragu menyentuh lehernya, yang kini memiliki bekas luka mengerikan melingkari seluruhnya. Lalu, ia membungkuk dan memuntahkan semburan darah. Sunny merasa sangat tidak enak. Ia merasa seperti zombie... Tapi ia tidak mati. Lebih dari itu, sekarang ia benar-benar, sungguh bebas...
Bab 620: Kematian
The metal of the collars and the cages could not be broken... but it didn’t mean that it couldn’t be bent. Twisting a band of steel wrapped tightly around your neck would not have been a great idea, however, the iron bars trapping Elyas were another matter entirely.
Sunny just needed good leverage, and that was why he had cut the cage down.
Throwing a nervous look back, in the direction from which the Red Priest usually appeared, he gritted his teeth and thrust one hand through the bars, pushing Elyas back. He needed to soften the metal first, and that was going to be a dire process.
The blade of the Cruel Sight suddenly shone with radiant white light, spreading an almost palpable heat into the cold air of the ghastly dungeon. Sunny didn’t linger and pressed the somber sword against the steel bars, letting the divine flame contained within share its immolating incandescence with the enchanted cage.
’Come on... come on...’
There were two possible results for his actions. One was that he would be able to soften the metal and bend it... the other was that he was going to cook Elyas alive inside the gibbet.
There was also the chance that their Ascended jailer would arrive quicker than usual, which would be really, really, really bad...
Sunny counted the seconds and stared at the iron bars, willing them to heat up swifter. Slowly, the cold metal turned slightly red, then bright orange. Finally, at the point where the incandescent blade of the Cruel Sight touched them, a hint of pure white appeared.
Sunny would have preferred to wait longer, but there was no more time.
Dropping the shortsword to the ground and biting down on the Midnight Shard with his fangs, he grabbed the scorching metal with all four of his hands and endured the pain of the furious heat slowly spreading through the gauntlets to his bare skin. Then, Sunny set his foot on another bar, commanded all three shadows to wrap themselves around his body... and pulled.
Now that the cage was on the ground and stable, he could use all the muscles in his demonic body to put pressure on it, not just those in his arms. His core, his shoulders, his back, his powerful thighs and calf muscles, the entirety of his body worked in unison in order to bend the steel bars.
A stifled roar escaped from his mouth, washing over the blade of the austere tachi and echoing in the cold darkness.
Sunny pulled and pushed in opposite directions with all his monstrous strength. Already a demon and augmented by the three shadows, he was terrifyingly powerful. And yet, the incandescent bars refused to budge... for a few seconds, at least.
Then, when his muscles seemed to be on the verge of exploding from the inhuman strain, the metal finally gave in. With a metallic groan, one of the bars started to bend, slightly at first, and then more, and more...
’Yes!’
Elyas, however, did not seem to share Sunny’s jubilation. Instead, he paled, a frightened expression appearing on his face. Without saying a word, the youth raised one hand, pointing to somewhere behind his partner’s back.
"Th—the... the priest!"
And just then, Sunny felt a mighty shadow flying toward him from the edges of his shadow sense, growing closer and closer with harrowing speed.
’Damnation...’
The Ascended arrived a few seconds earlier than he should have!
Without turning around, Sunny pulled on the incandescent bar one last time, creating enough distance between it and the next one for the youth to squeeze through.
Then, he reached inside the cage, grabbed the young Awakened, and roughly pulled him through the narrow breach.
He already could hear the heavy steps behind him.
’Crap, crap, crap...’
Elyas stared into the darkness with eyes full of fear.
"Demon! Behi..."
Without letting him finish, Sunny forcefully pushed the youth away, then swiftly turned around, grabbing the Cruel Sight from the ground and catching the hilt of the Midnight Shard.
The warrior in a tattered red robe and worn leather armor was already upon him, the terrifying heavy blade cutting through the air with unthinkable speed. Sunny moved his weapons forward, trying to block the obliterating blow...
But his exhausted, wounded body seemed to have finally betrayed him. He swayed, missing the timing by a split second.
It looked like the tiniest of mistakes...
But one mistake was all it took.
His luck had run out.
The great blade of the mighty Ascended slid past Sunny’s defenses... and hit him right in the neck.
The sharp metal sliced through his tough skin, his muscles, and his spine, emerging in a fountain of blood from the other side. Sunny felt terrifying pain spread through his whole being, and then the world suddenly spun.
...The head of the shadow demon flew high into the air, disbelief still frozen in his lightless eyes. It was as though it was screaming... as though it was trying to say something. To share a fatal revelation that had come a few moments too late.
That there was no escape.
...No escape except through death.
Elyas staggered, a stunned expression contorting his soft, youthful face.
"D—demon... you..."
In front of him, the legs of the decapitated demon buckled, and his towering body, still clad in bleak steel, fell heavily to its knees.
Just like that, his partner was gone.
His partner’s nightmare was over.
The young man froze for a moment, then turned to the indifferent murderer, sorrow and wrath mixing in his hollow, tired, light-blue eyes.
"You... I’ll kill..."
The priest of War remained silent, disinterested in the rambling of the young slave. He turned to Elyas and made a step forward, raising the monstrous blade once again.
It was all over.
...Or, perhaps, not. Because at that moment, the decapitated body suddenly stirred and attacked the indifferent slaughterer, the radiant blade of the Cruel Sight entering the man’s abdomen while the tip of the Midnight Shard pierced his chest. At the same time, the tail of the dead demon shot over his shoulder, penetrating one of the red priest’s eyes with the long steel spike.
Laying on the filthy stones a few meters away, Sunny’s head observed it all with a terribly pained expression.
’Hurts... crap, dying really, really hurts!’
Yes, having your head separated from your body was not the most pleasant of experiences. In fact, it was probably one of the worst.
However, Sunny really needed that to have happened. This was the only method to get rid of the unbreakable slave collar he had managed to come up with. He had even considered chopping his head off himself, but came to the conclusion that his own strength was not going to be enough to overcome the durability of Bone Weave.
So, he had decided to try and use the might of an Ascended apostle of War instead. Death, indeed, was the only escape.
...In front of him, a river of blood flowed from the body of the taciturn Master. The red priest had lowered his guard, thinking that the shadow demon was dead, and received not one, but three whole fatal wounds as the result.
Honestly, he should have been more careful. The dead were often the most troublesome of enemies, after all.
As the body in the tattered red robe slowly toppled and fell to the ground, the headless body of the demon raised one hand, hooked a claw beneath the slave collar, and tore it off its severed neck.
The band of metal rang as it hit the floor.
...Sunny was not dead, of course, thanks to the [Undying] enchantment of his Transcendent armor. For as long as it was active, he would remain alive, and even in control of his body. This was the good part...
The bad part was that the enchantment was devouring his essence with an inconceivable speed, and in the next few seconds, when his reserves ran completely dry, Sunny was really going to die.
Before that happened...
The headless demon took a few unsteady steps forward, nonchalantly picked up its head, and awkwardly placed it on his neck. Then, he approached Elyas and fell to his knees in front of the petrified youth.
’C—come on, fool! I don’t have much time!’
Due to the fact that his mouth wasn’t currently connected to his lungs, Sunny couldn’t even growl to pull the young Awakened out of his stupor.
Luckily, Elyas shook it off himself, flinching and throwing his hands into the air to place them on both sides of Sunny’s mutilated neck.
"Oh Lord... oh gods... oh Lord! Hold on, Demon!"
He activated his healing Ability, trying to make the cleanly severed head of the shadow creature attach itself back to the flat stump of his neck.
Sunny shuddered, overwhelmed by terrifying pain.
’How... how does it even makes sense?! Why am I in so much pain?! My brain isn’t even connected to those nerves... argh! Curses! Damnation!’
For almost anyone else, recovering from having their head cut off would have been nearly impossible. However, Sunny was a bit special... because avoiding death was one of his specialties.
There were several factors that played to his advantage.
Firstly, the Midnight Shard had judged his current state dire enough to unlock the hidden well of power that its [Unbroken] enchantment granted him.
Secondly, his bones and his blood were transformed by Weaver’s lineage, gifting him with inhuman tenacity. That was the reason why he had not bled out already, and why his body was capable of rapid healing. All those qualities were enhanced by the drop of Shadow God’s ichor that Blood Weave had unceremoniously devoured, and then augmented ever further by the Midnight Shard.
And lastly, while [Undying] was rapidly consuming his reserves of shadow essence, Saint was out there in the darkness, slaying one powerful Nightmare Creature after another. She was wielding the black odachi, whose [Soul Reaver] Ability transferred a portion of essence of all creatures slain by the Serpent in either its Soul Weapon or Soul Beast form.
So, with each mighty abomination Saint killed, Sunny received a considerable amount of essence, thus allowing him to keep the [Undying] enchantment active longer.
Was it going to be long enough for him to survive, though?
That was what he was going to find out...
Torturous seconds passed, with Elyas desperately trying to heal the harrowing wound, and Sunny desperately observing his reserves of shadow essence plummeting further and further. The rate with which the Undying Chain was eating through his essence was much, much faster than the rate with which Saint and Serpent replenished it.
He was only able to slow down the inevitable, not stop it.
His whole being was overwhelmed with agony and pain... but what else was new? Even though Sunny had never had his head chopped off before, he experienced similar tortures, if not worse.
There was almost no shadow essence left in his cores...
And then, there was none.
The [Undying] enchantment deactivated.
...But Sunny was still alive.
He moved his lips, and tentatively touched his neck, which had a ghastly scar running all around it now.
Then, he bent over and spat out a torrent of blood.
Sunny felt terrible. He felt like a zombie...
But he was not dead.
More than that, he was now truly, really free...
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