Chapter 112
The little spider sat on the roof of the cabin, taking a deep breath to calm itself down.
The pressure the swordsmith had just exerted on him required him to take some time to recover, as it was truly terrifying and difficult to accept.
But he hadn't noticed it at all before it was released. This was abnormal, since the thing was actually much stronger than he felt. However, it wasn't as obvious as his own aura leaking out.
That guy said it was a way to conceal one's presence and agreed to teach it to me.
But Spider-Man refused, just now.
He curled up into a ball, even though his body obviously couldn't completely turn into a ball like before, he still liked to curl himself up.
It's a strange feeling, hard to describe. It's like when you have something you can't understand, you wish you could become a small ball. An inconspicuous ball.
An inconspicuous ball.
Admittedly, the reason he is still disliked is his aura. Not only humans, but even monsters are affected by it. Powerful monsters even mistake it for a provocation and will attack him. Even if he is truly just passing by.
Being treated as an enemy is a truly humiliating feeling, especially when you haven't done anything wrong. Being disliked and attacked for this reason can genuinely make someone start to hate humanity.
Unfortunately, he was a cowardly child, far too cowardly. He didn't know how to hold a grudge against someone. Instead, he actually began to hate himself.
People dislike him simply because sheep dislike wolves. Although the little spider had never seen what sheep and wolves were, Ghost Duke told him that these two animals existed in the world. Sheep dislike wolves, even if a wolf disguised himself as a sheep and infiltrated a flock, and actually became friends with one of the sheep.
They will also be disliked, simply because sheep dislike wolves.
Even if he were a wolf now, even if he concealed his presence and entered a human city, it would still be like a wolf in sheep's clothing infiltrating a flock of sheep. One day, someone would discover he was a wolf, and then they would despise him even more.
Then I should stay far away and never come near again. Live on where the sheep can't see me, just like many years ago.
Or perhaps, one should become a nest, and then establish a colony. This is the way for one's species to continue.
He tightened his arms, tears streaming silently down his face.
In the end, he accepted the other man's body because he couldn't control his subsequent actions. Instinctively, he devoured the human's body. Only then could he become what he is today.
And shamefully, I felt happy about it.
Even though he tried to deny it, he was still happy. He felt this way because he couldn't be called human. He was a monster, a repulsive monster. Monsters should be isolated.
But having become human, he was exposed to gunfire. He hoped they would show mercy because of his appearance.
No, he was even left with a wound on his back. It was Deedris who slashed him, and that blow made him fully understand how different he was from others. It wasn't about appearance; it was simply because he was a monster, something even more monstrous than a monster.
I initially thought they were all of the same kind, after all, they were all demons. Not demons, not humans, not priests. Not great, not evil, not ordinary, not unusual demons.
But now he understands that the two are worlds apart.
He slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again. He remembered that the only thing he was required to do after being helped was to keep watch. He should then complete this task properly.
Come to think of it, it seemed like she'd been watched with ill intent the whole time. The little spider turned her head to look at the creature trying to hide itself. But it seemed she hadn't properly concealed her tail; even with her aura completely gone, she could still see the white fox tail.
Chrison observed for a long time and roughly understood that they were worried about him. It made sense; after all, they were all clergy, so it was easy to understand why they wouldn't trust a monster.
But the problem is that the guy also looks like a monster. He hesitated for a moment, after all, there aren't any priests with long tails or branches behind them.
The little spider flicked its wrist, and the hardened spider silk shot out like a dart, piercing straight through the rock that had almost hit the little fox.
The chaotic area was far from peaceful; one could be hit by something like that at any moment. Clearly, that person hadn't noticed. Her focus was entirely on herself.
Then she came out of there, looking displeased.
"You knew I was hiding here all along?" she said warily, her right hand still behind her back. It was obvious there were weapons hidden there.
Xiaobai's fighting skills are purely theoretical and based on practice, with almost no real combat experience. It should be said that her opponents are often monsters she simply cannot defeat. No amount of trickery works, so she doesn't bother to hide what she's up to.
But this guy is strong, Little Spider knows. She stood on the still-shaking wooden house without swaying. Her body was very stable, and this movement was clearly designed for a sudden burst of power. Although the aura had been dispelled, a subtle danger could still be sensed.
This guy must be at least as strong as Deedris, and Spider-Man isn't sure if he can reliably defeat her.
“I just found out.” Chris stood up, put his hands in his sweater pockets, and looked at her. “It’s windy and a bit cold over there. I suggest you move closer to here.”
“I don’t need a spider to care about.” She said this, but then walked over and stood in front of him: “I hate you. Your presence gives me the creeps.”
"That's because I'm a monster."
“But I’m a monster too, a demon, but your feeling makes me feel even worse.” Xiaobai paused, “But you seem to be a very gentle guy, which reminds me of a large spider that lures its prey into its web.”
"It is indeed very dangerous. Be extremely careful if you encounter such a spider outside."
"Aren't those things your kind?"
"yes."
"But it sounds like you're taking my side."
"Because my kind are in danger, I don't want you to be in danger," the little spider said earnestly. "That's all."
Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment, then looked at his serious expression and smiled helplessly.
“I’ve never seen anyone weirder than you,” she said, a little annoyed, but she still didn’t approach. Instead, she sat against the wooden pillar at a distance from the little spider.
This position was perfect because it placed her within her melee range. Her sword-drawing technique, honed to perfection, allowed her to unleash an astonishing slash at this distance with increasing speed. It possessed the remarkable effect of striking first despite being the second to react.
"Then you live in a very safe place. At least as far as I know, there are many monsters stranger than me," the little spider said casually. "But that's for the best, it means you won't encounter any danger. I hope you never see anything stranger than me. Hmm, I suggest you leave for a moment, something's coming."
Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what the little spider meant, and the short knife hanging on his waist was already thrown out.
It was a surprise attack. The enemy fired strange, curved spikes at an angle invisible to the naked eye, while disappearing into the darkness and advancing from an imperceptible angle.
She could only see the feint attack, and although she was unwilling, she knew that as long as she could eliminate the feint attack, she could repay the little spider for its help. She didn't like owing favors to strangers.
But she only felt a slight sway in front of her, completely unable to process what had just happened in that instant. She only saw the result: the little spider was still sitting there, but its metallic spider legs had pierced through a centipede about the size of an arm. As for the flying spike, she couldn't even think about it anymore. And the dagger she had thrown was slowly bounced back.
She took the dagger and frowned. There were no signs of contact on it; it hadn't hit the flying dagger nor been stopped by the spider legs. It was as if someone had casually grabbed the handle and tossed it back.
"Thank you for your help," the little spider said softly. The centipede was torn open in front of Little White, and a magic core was taken out. Little White held it in his hand and put it in his mouth to swallow.
After a brief silence, a dangerous murderous aura flashed in Xiaobai's eyes.
It's definitely not arrogance. Although Xiaobai knows his strength isn't particularly high, he's far from weak either.
But from beginning to end, I wasn't aware of the process at all. Although it was just a few simple things, not realizing it was my fault.
Her conversations with the swordsmith and her battles with various monsters over the past few days had led her to believe that her abilities were not weak, and could even be described as strong. However, she now realized that it was only the monsters she had encountered that were weak, and that the swordsmith's words had also been partly meant to comfort her.
This conclusion made her feel ashamed, and she immediately felt murderous intent towards the guy in front of her.
However, Spider-Man just looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Xiaobai turned and left, feeling it would be a disgrace to remain up there. It seemed the guy hadn't made a move only because of her obedience. If he harbored any ill intentions, she could be instantly killed.
This sense of security derived from pity made her feel ashamed.
When the little spider saw this creature again, she was covered in red markings and carried a large bow. She sat before him, a long sword strapped to her back, her beautiful face serious and stern. Although she was a fox, she resembled a lion.
“You don’t have to do this at all.” The little spider scratched his head. “You should rest now. You gave me dinner, and I’ll keep watch for you. I’ll leave when it’s light and won’t cause you any trouble.”
Xiao Bai remained unmoved, sitting quietly with a sharp, piercing gaze. The red patterns all over her body had a bewitching crimson hue, making her appear both beautiful and alluring against her white, bare skin.
Similarly, there was the aura. The little spider could tell that the aura of the creature in front of it was much hotter than before. That was a sign that its entire body had been activated, and its body temperature had risen.
As a fox demon, Xiaobai is lucky enough to be able to use the Spirit Fox. Her body is covered in two patterns, red and blue. These allow her to conceal her aura and activate her body, while also enabling her to use ghostly fire and ice. The only downside is that in this state, her mental energy must be constantly highly concentrated, making even communication difficult.
So he just sat there without saying a word.
Spider-Man was at his wit's end; his night watch tonight was practically a joke. It seemed this guy usually did this job, and he was probably keeping watch so she could get some rest. Now things were reversed, and he was helpless.
"Don't worry about it, Little White is always very serious." Spider-Man heard someone else's voice again. He looked ahead and saw that Benny had actually taken off her armor and appeared on the roof of the wooden house wearing a church robe.
Three women?
The little spider was puzzled, though it wasn't that it harbored any prejudice against women. But it seemed there were only these three people in the area. Their carriage carried a strange aura, suggesting they had likely passed through several forbidden zones.
That kind of place shouldn't be frequented by three people, let alone three girls. Even Ark and his group would have to pay a heavy price to pass through the forbidden zone.
Xiao Bai turned around in surprise and saw Benny behind him with her ears drooping in grievance, looking at Benny's helpless and aggrieved expression.
“I messed it up,” she said softly, as the patterns on her body faded, and she became an ordinary person again.
Benny just stuck out her tongue and then rubbed her head.
This can be considered her instruction, which roughly means that she hopes she can leave for a while.
"Hello." The little spider nodded slightly to the girl in the nun's habit.
This was a very pretty girl with a delicate face and a somewhat petite body. She looked to be in her early sixteens. This was a girl who should be protected, and Little Spider immediately straightened his back, carefully sensing his surroundings, fearing someone might suddenly attack.
“Don’t worry about it, the area is relatively safe. The most powerful monster we’ve encountered here is you,” Benny said.
That's not right. While this isn't a forbidden zone, it's not safe either. Catastrophe-level monsters are frequently seen in this area. Those things are quite common here. Any encounter with them should be troublesome.
But after hearing her say that, Spider-Man had a strange feeling. It was as if they were truly safe, just as she had said.
"Is that so?" he said, his eyes lowered.
"Are you Chrison?"
"It's me."
“The difference is quite significant, it’s just been a while since we last met,” Benny said softly. “I was quite surprised when the knifesmith told me you introduced yourself.”
"You know me?" Spider-Man was surprised; this guy didn't seem like someone he'd seen before.
"You could say we're quite familiar with each other. And I've been observing you all along, even when you can't see me."
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