CHAPTER 420: AN EBONY BEAUTY (2/2)

Perhaps there’s another stronger monster about to appear?

In truth, I didn’t enjoy killing those who won’t fight back, that was why I just ignored those Dryders that tried to flee while I stood there waiting for what was to come.

Roughly thirty seconds of standing later, the long-awaited monster finally arrived. It was a familiar face. The same Dark Elven upper half and the same arachnid lower half, but this particular specimen was evidently stronger than those that fled. Just based on its height and on its aura I could tell.

The new Dryders were all at least three meters tall and were oozing with murderous intent, which really wasn’t a surprise, to be honest. These monsters only had four things in their minds: food, sleep, kill and the act of procreation. It was too bad they couldn’t procreate on their own; a spider and a Dark Elf had to get together to achieve that.

While these newcomers seemed stronger than the previous ones, I wasn’t all that worried. I still had Shadowfang in hand after all.

Ever since I mastered the Inverse Cut, while I still wouldn’t consider myself invincible, I was pretty darn close. As long as I didn’t bump into a creature like Lolthe, I had a fighting chance.

The new Dryders all eyed me with those same blood red eyes, but strangely enough, none of them tried to rip me to pieces. Instead, they just stood there.

A conspiracy?

Well, it doesn’t matter. As long as I have Shadowfang, I have nothing to fear from these mindless cretins!

Just as I was about to charge into their ranks, a gigantic spider web suddenly dropped from above, wrapping me in an instant and not even giving me the chance to swing Shadowfang before turning me into a spider dumpling. I tried to activate my Nether Flames but nothing came out. I ordered my Shadow Demon next: nothing as well. The moment that web wrapped me up, my Shadow Demon had turned back into an ordinary shadow.

What’s going on? Why am I suddenly caught? What is this web? Why is my mana all gone?

“Oh right, your big sis almost forgot to mention this, but that spider web should have been blessed with sealing powers by the Spider Queen…” Ferti’nier tried to remind me of her existence once more but was abruptly cut off by a black Dryder dropping down from the ceiling. Its eight spider legs daintily landed on the floor right next to me. Unlike the other Dryders who at least had a white Elven half, this Dryder was fully black from top to toe. Only her hair was white -yes, it was a she…

She must have snuck up to the ceiling while I was distracted, then threw down that web to capture me. So those immobile Dryders were just a distraction? Drats, I should have just attacked from the very beginning instead of trying to look cool…

The black Dryder stared into me with her cold, empty red eyes. Within those ruby red pupils, there was nothing to be gleamed. It was said that the eyes were the windows to the soul. Seeing as there was nothing to be found, did that mean that she had no emotions as well?

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Oh sweet jeebus, is she going to just kill me right away? That’s what people with no emotions always do, right?

Yet just as I was about to run wild with my imagination, she suddenly pulled me into her arms then began walking in the direction from which I came in. As she crawled through the tunnel, the two weapons of mass destruction on her chest bounced precariously before my very eyes. Even through the decidedly thick dumpling wrapping that was the spider web, I could feel a very real sense of danger emanating in the air.

Hey, hey, hey! What’s the meaning of this princess hug?! But I guess it’s still better than what I had imagined at first. At very least, I should be able to live for a while longer.

I turned around to catch a glimpse of the black Dryder… A little black, but still a girl, I guess. And with her Dark Elven base, there’s no way her face is going to be anything but pretty. None of that strange Dryder nonsense on her upper half too. Hmm… I’ll give her a solid 85 out of 100 on account of her being an ebony beauty.

@#$@, what the heck am I even doing now… now’s not the time to be looking at her… and when did my standards drop so low anyway? A spider beauty? Nah…

Blast it, I’m off tangent again. I swear my mind seems to be extra active at times like this… I should be more concerned about how to survive…

“Hey, where are you taking me?”