Chapter 141
The little spider dealt with the last phantom and stood there in a daze.
He could now sense the girl from before moving rapidly through the city, carrying his mark. He should be able to catch up, but he would need to wait for his secondary limbs to regenerate.
Forcibly catalyzing it would consume a lot of magic power. Waiting for it to grow slowly will reduce that consumption. I don't have much magic power left to use, so I need to conserve it.
Even so, his speed was so fast that he didn't seem like a living thing. He could adjust his position while accelerating by lightly tapping the wall, and at the same time, he could swing out both short scythes.
The thing in his hand was like a living snake. It seemed to move on its own, writhing through the air at an even faster speed, as if trying to use it to restrain the creature that had already run far away.
Even in pursuit, he had to be careful of the clones left behind. Although they were just clones, if they caused him any damage, he would have to consider expending mana to heal them. The battle had started in a chaotic manner, and even now, the little spider didn't know what was happening.
But that guy doesn't seem to be planning to talk properly. At times like these, you need to use some tactics to get her to sit down and listen attentively.
As for Deedrey, that guy Spider-Man naturally left his mark on her too. He now knows the locations of both of them and is roughly thinking about what to do next.
Even before becoming a chaotic calamity, back when it was still a monster, it had been handling intelligence work for Ark. It only needed to leave a thread in one place to leave an eye there.
Now, although the city was still a city, in his eyes, the entire city was a giant net, and several marked creatures were moving within it. He had no need to rush. He could slowly wear down his prey's stamina...
No, no, no, that guy isn't prey. There was just a small misunderstanding. I'm just going to clear things up. I don't intend to hurt that girl.
The little spider quickly composed itself, realizing how strange it had been; it had subconsciously assumed it was skillfully hunting a running reindeer in its own territory.
Such thoughts are unacceptable; having murderous intentions is dangerous enough. Who knows when a mishandling of a limb could lead to a terrible mistake?
But now that guy seems to have suddenly stopped. Is he tired?
The little spider paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly.
It should be the opposite; that guy is probably lying in ambush there now. She has clones, long-range weapons, and an understanding of the terrain. She's probably planning to use three-dimensional mobility and the intelligence positions created by her clones to launch a three-dimensional mobile counterattack.
It's a positional battle, and she's currently setting up her defenses. At least the traps and hidden figures will definitely give Spider-Man a surprise at a crucial moment.
But this left the little spider feeling rather helpless.
The secondary limbs behind it finally regenerated. The newly emerged spider legs were still a little soft, and they only began to harden when they came into contact with the airflow.
After all, he was a spider, and setting up traps in three-dimensional space and gaining an advantage in positional warfare by leveraging intelligence through a low-quality numerical advantage seemed to be his forte.
A map of the city formed in his mind. The city wasn't large to begin with, and the threads he'd casually left behind during his walk, along with his own observations, had given him a complete understanding of it. He even noticed the materials used in each building.
These techniques were never taught to the little spider; it seemed that its body simply moved out of control when it was supposed to do them, completing the setup purely on instinct, its instinct as a monster to hunt.
To break this kind of positional warfare, the little spider has a very convenient method. She simply needs to surround her prey's position with her own. Her only option is to emerge from her pre-arranged ambush and engage him in battle. Judging from the location, it's in a residential area, a rather cramped and not very tall place.
In that kind of place, bows and arrows were obviously not very effective. She didn't choose the best ambush location for herself.
Of course, if she hadn't rushed out immediately, then it would have been the spider's hunting turn. With patience and a clear strategy, the fox would already be trapped in the web.
Thinking this, the little spider, upon reaching its approximate location, sprayed extremely fine spider silk in four directions from its prosthetic legs. The weaving of the spiderweb was a mere instant for it at this moment.
He moved swiftly, leaving only thin, transparent threads in his wake, seemingly unnoticed. But once you charged into this formation, escape would be far from easy.
Suddenly, the little spider sensed an unusual magical fluctuation and was instantly delighted. Sure enough, she realized that when she realized she was planning to ambush someone, she immediately launched a surprise attack on the area that hadn't been prepared yet, intending to leave quickly.
However, the place without an ambush was precisely where he planned to subdue her. The area was a relatively small, flat area surrounded by low buildings with poor visibility and a crisscrossing network of terrain. Since she was a skilled archer, going there meant she would have to engage him in melee combat.
How could that possibly be my opponent?
The direction of the magic suddenly changed, and the little spider instinctively grabbed the thing it had marked.
It was a girl's delicate hand, and he froze the moment he held it.
It wasn't because of the fact that he was holding the girl's hand, but because he was only holding one hand, up to the elbow, at the spot he had marked.
Did that guy use a part of his own body as bait? When exactly did that guy disappear from my senses?
So where is that guy now?
A sharp pain shot through his back; he had been ambushed, a dagger piercing his spine. The attack propelled him through the air, changing his trajectory towards a gaping hole in space.
By the time Spider-Man realized what was happening, he and Whitey had fallen into this space... an empty space, without even a ground. There was nothing to hold onto.
The object behind him bounced away; he could only manage to harden his body in a moment of reflex. The object hadn't managed to break through his defenses.
But after he was injured, his mind went blank.
For those skilled in positional warfare, sudden loss of control or a change in terrain can catch them off guard and leave them no time to react.
Little White recalled what Benny had given her. The reason she chose this location was because of the unstable space here. It was possible to tear it open with magic from this position. However, she was only at the Calamity level, and her magic reserves were far less than Little Spider's. Just tearing it open was already making her dizzy.
But there's still one more thing to do.
As she thought this, she drew her longbow to its fullest extent, aided by the wind's protection and slowing effect.
Spider-Man can't fly, not even if he becomes a Chaos Calamity. He can achieve a similar effect to flight through his jumping ability, but in a space without any support, he can only try to control his descent.
There was no way to dodge the arrows shot from the divine bow. The little spider turned its head and watched as the huge white magic circle unfolded in the air, its patterns drawing strange trajectories, and the sky was filled with barriers.
Xiao Bai's hand, gripping the bowstring, had been severed. The newly regrown hand was still like a wild beast's claws, because it hadn't been properly shaped beforehand. It looked utterly incongruous.
But as long as he could unleash the power of the longbow in his hand, that would be enough. This longbow, given to him by the saint, was sufficient to kill the Chaos Calamity. Little White breathed a sigh of relief; the last bit of magic power he had left was enough for him to return through the gap. And this guy, if he survived taking a solid arrow, would remain in this bottomless, directionless place for a while.
The hand holding the bow suddenly loosened, and the magical arrow almost grazed the little spider as it shot downwards.
Even though it didn't hit, half of Spider-Man's body exploded from the pressure of that fleeting moment. He spat out foul blood and looked at Whitey, who had changed course at the very last moment.
It wasn't because Xiaobai's aim was bad, but rather because he suddenly felt intense pressure from behind just before he fired.
It was a steaming iron thing that fell down, wielding a greatsword and scythe, like a meteorite falling from the sky. If you had reacted even a fraction later, that thing would have crashed directly into you.
But I'm not very sturdy.
When the two short swords in Xiaobai's hands were knocked away, her last bit of clarity vanished, and her magic power was reduced to less than 40%. The sudden change, coupled with the discomfort caused by weightlessness, allowed her to get through it.
When I opened my eyes again, I was stuck in the spider web.
"Please don't move, this isn't a good place." A weak voice came from the side. Xiaobai tried to turn her head and saw the little spider sitting on the web.
She looked down again and frowned.
"Where is this place?" she asked.
"I should be asking you," the little spider said, resting its head on its hand.
After surrendering entirely to instinct, he didn't pay attention to the depletion of his magic power. The final landing and catalytic healing further worsened his already depleted magic reserves.
But it's still okay, I almost thought I was going to die.
Spider-Man scratched his head, recalling the battle just now. If he had had even a little experience and known she had this kind of countermeasure, he wouldn't have fallen into her trap and been pushed into the killing process. He almost died, so inexplicably. He just wanted to come out and see what was happening, and he almost died here.
Such an experience is hardly a pleasant memory.
He glanced at Deedri, who was also lying asleep beside him. She had simply fallen asleep because she was tired and waiting for Xiaobai to wake up. Indeed, it was getting late, and she needed to sleep to wake herself up a bit.
This is the rib of some unknown monster, or at least a large one, with several broken pieces. It's floating on the bubbling silt.
After catching the two creatures, the little spider plummeted straight down, about to crash into the mud. Luckily, it had something to hold it up and was able to set up its web; otherwise, it would have fallen right now.
Although I don't know what that mud is, it certainly doesn't look like anything good.
"What do you intend to do with me now?" Little White looked at Little Spider with a resolute expression: "If you want to kill me, then hurry up and do it. If you intend to humiliate me, I don't mind leaving you a corpse."
"Isn't it good that we're alive?" the little spider said softly, propping its head up. "It's not easy for any of us to live. I just want to survive... Is that being too demanding?"
Little White was stunned, looking at the little spider's expression that looked like it was about to cry.
"Why did you attack us?" Spider-Man thought how much better it would have been if he had just given in to Deedri at the inn; he'd probably still be sleeping soundly in his warm bed. He almost died outside because he tried to come out and find out what had happened.
Come to think of it, there are plenty of clergy and powerful individuals in this city; they shouldn't be involved in any situation. Those guys can definitely handle it perfectly.
Little White looked at the little spider, then turned its head to look up.
Speaking of which, there was a blue light shining from the ceiling, though it was only a faint light, it was enough to make out what was there.
“You are the first chaotic calamity I have ever encountered.” Xiaobai thought for a moment and said, “I have occasionally heard Benny talk about how she dealt with those monsters. They were all vicious, treacherous, and extremely dangerous monsters. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have insisted on having Benny deal with them… I have never seen such a cowardly monster.”
She sighed, "I'm so sorry I attacked you without knowing what was going on."
"But aren't we all monsters?" the little spider said softly. "We're all demons, so we're practically the same kind, aren't we?"
As the little spider spoke, it suddenly paused and slowly looked around.
“Speaking of which,” he said, “what exactly is this place?”
Following his gaze, Xiaobai also saw a patch of red light emerging from the mud, which looked like an eye beneath the mud.
The black thing slowly began to bubble, and a huge monster rose from the peat, its body covered in mud, revealing its extremely ugly body underneath.
It was a monster with countless tentacles, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and, unusually, a body covered in red eyes.
But before it could even attack what was in front of it, a huge explosion suddenly erupted from the other side, and an even larger black shadow pounced, shoving it back into the mud. This even more indescribable monster seemed to be preying on this ugly thing.
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