Chapter 1 - The Birth (2/2)
”Listen to me! There is no time. Don't mind me. Think of our son. You have to look after him, do you understand? Please, do as I told you and don't argue.”
As he said this, a tear fell from Qin Jian's eyes. He was sad at the thought of dying and being separated from his family. But he knew that in this situation, it was the only way to give a hope of salvation for his wife and son.
While Farah also burst into tears, Qin Jian made a large movement with his sword, momentarily pushing away the three bandits and ran towards the nearest horse, and with a sword blow, he cut the ropes that bound the horse to the wagon.
”RIDE NOW!” He said as he positioned himself in front of the horse to prevent the bandits from obstructing the maneuver.
Farah, covered in tears, still executed her husband's order, striving to remain clear-headed to protect their child. With enormous effort, she managed to get on the horse and started riding away from that nightmare.
While urging the horse to accelerate as much it could, she turned around to look at the man she loved, only to witness him being pierced on several sides by the other bandits who had already killed almost all the remaining merchants.
”Jian, NOOO!!! AHH!!!” Farah screamed as she sobbed heavily and began to breathe with difficulty due to the painful and heartbreaking experience. But she had only time to distance herself a bit from that place when a spear flew through the air and stuck in her shoulder, making her fall from the running horse.
Because of her agitated state and the sudden blow, she was taken aback, but she managed to wrap her lap with a light aura to protect her son while she fell from the horse.
Slumped to the ground, almost totally without strength, the woman slowly opened her eyes to see a man with an unpleasant appearance approaching her.
”Let's see what we have here.”
With a kick on her shoulder, the bandit leader turned her around so he could see her face.
”A beautiful woman, no doubt about it. But we don't have time to waste with you. I also doubt you could be sold as a slave with that belly of yours. If you hadn't been pregnant, I could have thought of it. Forget it; I will settle for the load.”
Meanwhile, one of his men reached him to inform him of the situation. ”Boss, we killed everybody. Unfortunately, little Fei was killed, some of them weren't so bad. But the load inside is nice; you should see what stuff. We'll be rich for a while.”
The chief, content with the loot, replied. ”Don't care about Fei; he was just garbage. Better this way, one less with whom share the spoil. Load the goods all on one wagon if you can, and stack the bodies in the remaining empty wagons. Then we will set fire to everything, and we will leave.”
After saying that, he signaled his man to go while he returned to focus on the woman motionless on the ground.
”Well, fortunately, the load is pretty full. My men are now loading the goods. All that is left is to set fire to everything and eliminate any traces that can lead to us. To thank you for the precious gift, I will eliminate you immediately without making you feel pain.” While he was saying this, he drew his sword and leaned towards the woman.
Farah, who had regained a bit of strength, cried inside herself.
'Why is this happening? Why? Jian, where are you? Help our son. Please. No matter who. at least my baby...'
These were her thoughts while the cold metallic blade penetrated her throat, ending her life.
Meanwhile, near the wagons where the other bandits were arranging the goods, a black shape suddenly appeared with strange features. Silently, it approached one of the men, and with a quick movement, it cut him in two halves that fell to the ground. Then it headed for the nearest bandit.
Soon, the other bandits realized that something was wrong, but they were only able to make a short scream before they were all killed in the same way. The scream alarmed the leader who had just killed the woman and was about to return to his men.
Shortly after that, the black shadow emerged from the darkness where the wagons were. The bandit's leader, thanks to the light of the moon that illuminated the thing that had killed his men, could see its real appearance.
It was a giant spider measuring 1 meter in size; its eight purple-red eyes were watching the bandit as it gave off a strong murderous aura.
The bandit leader petrified by fear could only murmur: ”Spirit Beast...” before the spider with incredible speed appeared before him and with a single stroke of its leg cut the bandit in two alongside his sword.
Once the man was settled, the spider turned to the woman. Its purple eyes looked at those already lifeless of the woman, and then they descended towards her belly.
It seemed to be aware that, although there was a corpse in front of it, there was something alive inside. With quick movements, it approached the woman, and two of its legs landed on the woman's belly.
Even though it had cut the various bandits before with those same legs in half, when its legs touched the belly, they didn't penetrate the stomach. Instead, they remained suspended a few millimeters from the skin while a slight aura covered the tips of its legs.
Then, those tips cut the belly following a vertical line along the stomach by cutting just a few centimeters of skin without going over. Its actions were different from a beast with a terrifying appearance that would have scared anyone.
After a couple of minutes of cutting, the creature stopped. Increasing the aura on the tips of its legs, it began to open the two halves, now divided, of skin, while two other legs slipped inside the woman's body with a layer of aura, thicker than before.
With that inside, it began to pull something out of the woman's stomach, and soon a newborn baby could be seen while he was covered in blood and amniotic fluid. His umbilical cord kept him joined to his mother while he was held between the beast's legs, appearing unharmed though.
With a gentle movement, the spider moved the baby in front of it and began to beat his small back softly. The slight aura shifted to the child's body, and, slowly, the liquid inside the little one came out, causing him to cry as a consequence while he woke up.
At this noise, the spider did a slight tremor, but then it recomposed itself. It then cut the umbilical cord and tore off a part of the mother's clothes with which it wrapped the newborn baby.
At this point, the spider looked at the child who had stopped crying when he was wrapped in his mother's piece of cloth. Then, after looking at the woman already lifeless on the ground, the spider turned itself towards the forest and quickly entered it.
On its back, illuminated by the moonlight, two eggs could be seen covered with silvery silks and fastened tightly. One was pitch black with golden patterns while the other had a dark purple color with silver pattern, the same purple color as the spider that was carrying them.
That day, unbeknownst to anyone, it had occurred an event that no one would have thought possible. And that event was the beginning of the changes that would affect the entire world.