The scene was so bizarre that everyone was stunned and couldn't even scream.

Cheng Shaolin's eyes widened as he realized that the spider silk was poisonous.

"Everyone be careful of the spider silk, don't touch it, it's highly poisonous."

Xiang Yuping roared.

In less than two minutes, a living person was gone.

It's still not that scary or bizarre.

The fear in everyone's hearts reached its peak, and they all stared in terror at the giant spider.

Those who had been hoping for victory now felt their hearts sink to the depths of despair.

Nothing is more shocking than this horrific crushing.

It was as if all hope had been snatched away in an instant, leaving no trace.

Li Xiao's heart was pounding, and it took her a long time to calm down.

The man's frantic screams before he died still seem to echo in my ears, impossible to shake off.

To die in such agony, watching yourself melt away bit by bit, how terrifying that must be.

Besides the fear of the dead, those who watched him die suffered even more.

They not only faced the helplessness of watching their comrades die, but also an overwhelming sense of terror.

Under various emotional pressures, everyone is feeling unwell.

Death is not only the passing of life of the dead, but also a torment for the living.

Those who were closest to the deceased superhuman were especially distressed.

"Hehehe~~~".

They were panting heavily, none of them daring to look at the puddle of liquid on the ground.

Soon, the liquid was gradually frozen by the cold wind, turning into a strange, irregular block of ice.

This is the final fate of a living person.

Just two minutes ago, it was a person.

Two minutes later, it vanished without a trace, turning into a strangely colored piece of ice.

A sense of dread lingered over the open space in front of the residential buildings, a heavy, oppressive atmosphere that seemed impossible to shake off.