"hiss!!!"

The leader of the spider-faced creatures exuded an aura of rage.

They charged directly towards the Zerg army.

Standing nearly two meters tall, its spider legs alone can be over a meter long.

Its elite-level strength maximizes its attack capabilities.

Even heavily armored units like large soldier ants struggle to withstand the piercing power of the Zerg army's sharp spider legs.

It was almost as easy as cutting tofu; as soon as it rushed into the Zerg's encirclement, it directly killed more than ten large worker ants and soldier ants.

After rushing into the encirclement, the Spider-Man leader spun around, his entire body spinning like a top.

The sharp spider legs instantly tore through the bodies of a large number of Zerg.

It's similar to the Bladestorm of the Orc Blademaster.

Zerg units simply cannot get close; they cannot even attempt to trade blows or sacrifice themselves.

Anyone who gets too close will be torn to shreds by this spinning top-like human-faced spider leader.

"Puff puff puff!"

Melee units began to retreat, while large jet-spraying insects in the distance started spraying corrosive acid in their direction.

However, the spider-faced leader's spinning body generated a large amount of strong wind.

The corrosive acid had barely approached the spider leader's body when it was instantly blown away by the powerful swirling airflow.

Xiao Yi, who was not far away, frowned immediately and moved to block the human-faced spider leader.

Ordinary Zerg armies would find it difficult to contend with a Golden-level, peak-tier Spider-Man leader.

The level suppression is too severe; although there are many of them, it's difficult to overwhelm them directly.

If they rely solely on the ordinary Zerg army, they can only sacrifice their lives to deplete the spiritual power of the Spider-Man leader.

Once it runs out of energy to unleash its abilities, other Zerg can then get close and eliminate the enemy.

However, this would result in extremely heavy casualties.

With a thought, Zhao Zian transmitted a command to Xiao Yi's mind.

Xiao Yi, who was about to make a move, immediately fell silent and abandoned his intention to act.

Zhao Zian's avatar, the embodiment of his faith, had somehow arrived near the battlefield.

The embodiment of faith raised its small hand, and a wisp of gray-black mist drifted out.

A little while later, the gray fog drifted more and more, soon enveloping the battlefield.

A large amount of grayish-black mist began to move towards the corpse of the dead human-faced spider.

These corpses seemed to possess a kind of sentience, and began to absorb the black mist.

The corpse of the human-faced spider was constantly absorbing the power of death, and the originally lifeless corpse now seemed to be swaying slightly.

The previously damaged body began to move gradually.

Broken, jumbled spider joints and severed limbs kept converging towards the center.

The shredded corpse fragments were eventually pieced together to form a complete corpse of a large number of human-faced spiders.

However, many parts of these human-faced spiders' bodies are no longer their own.

It's possible that one leg belongs to the spider uncle, another to the spider father, and a few more to the distant cousin.

The head might belong to the eldest nephew, and the body might belong to the aunt...

In short, it doesn't matter whose body parts they are, as long as they can be pieced together to form a complete human-faced spider.

These spiders with human faces, pieced together from fragments, stood up eerily.

The spider's legs were wobbling, and it was possible that some parts of its body were missing, such as a large hole in the middle of its body, or half of a spider leg being missing, or a bloody hole in its head.

But their eyes all gleamed with a black light.

It began to move forward in a very strange posture.

"hiss!?"

Upon seeing this, the leader of the spider-faced creatures stopped in his tracks.

It was a little dizzy for a moment. After all, although the tough storm was powerful, it would be hard for any creature to withstand being constantly spinning.

Dizziness is normal.

Seeing all its dead kin resurrected, it still clung to a last glimmer of hope.

Could it be that some of my clansmen were just too badly injured and fell on the battlefield, instead of all of them dying?

The battlefield was shrouded in black mist, and the leader of the spider-faced human was also feeling dizzy.

The painful reality of his entire clan being wiped out occupied his mind.

Now there is a glimmer of hope, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

It moved closer to its own kind, but failed to notice the eerie black light in the eyes of those human-faced spiders, as well as their strange movements.

Its dazed mind and the pervasive black mist prevented it from noticing that its resurrected kin were covered in cracks and wounds, and had actually lost all life.

"hiss!?"

"Heh heh..."

"Waaah... Heh heh..."

As the two sides began to approach, the previously slow movement of the dead human-faced spiders suddenly increased dramatically.

It pounced directly on the leader of the human-faced spiders with a speed that defied all logic.

The spider legs, already cracked and even broken, mercilessly stabbed towards the original old leader.

Its mouth, filled with deathly energy, was frantically tearing at the body of the spider-faced leader.

Caught off guard, the spider-faced leader was suddenly covered in wounds.

It froze on the spot for a moment, and the glimmer of hope that had appeared vanished instantly. The entire spider seemed to be stunned.

The pain from the numerous wounds stimulated it, and the leader of the human-faced spiders realized something was wrong, so it suddenly retreated a distance.

However, he showed no mercy to these resurrected members of his clan.

It pounced on it frantically.

"hiss!!!"

The spider-faced leader roared with resentment, glaring venomously at the Zerg army.

However, it did not attack the tribesmen in front of it.

It had already come to its senses. The spider-man leader did not want to attack its former kin. Although they were now undead creatures, seeing their appearance reminded it of its former kin, and it simply couldn't bring itself to do it.

In addition, given the severity of his injuries, any further conflict would definitely not end well.

Its elite-level strength also endowed it with a certain degree of intelligence.

The spider-man leader, whose intelligence was already considerable, immediately decided to flee.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Once my injuries heal, I'll have plenty of opportunities to settle scores with these insects in the future.

The spider-faced leader took one last look at the Zerg army, as if trying to memorize their features, before turning to flee.

but……

"roar!!!"

A huge, blood-red figure emerged from behind the tree.

It was none other than the flesh-stitched monster that had been lured to a distance earlier.