Wizard's Journey

Chapter 331 The Nest of the World (Part 7)

This tarantula's nest is so vast that its boundaries are immeasurable.

The creature at the top of the food chain in this independent ecosystem is undoubtedly the nesting wolf spider.

Along the way, there were countless wolf spider corpses, large and small, in all sorts of ways.

Nesting tarantulas live in a colony-based nesting system. Because there were so many dead tarantulas in this nesting space, Green couldn't help but wonder if these tarantulas would kill each other when food was scarce in this space.

Alternatively, they may invade other nests in large groups to forage for food, thereby reducing the number of their own species.

While keeping a watchful eye on any potential sudden changes in their surroundings, Alashan held the crystal ball and said in a deep voice, "Behind this tarantula's nest, all the way to the Snowline Nest, there are no more nests this large. I think the tarantulas here have caused a sharp decline in the number of snowline worms, which has prevented them from opening up even larger nesting spaces downwards."

Green, too, held the crystal ball, pondering carefully.

This route to the World's Nest, opened by the Black Tower Stigmata Wizard, involves passing through dozens of underground lairs of varying sizes.

The largest of these is the tarantula's nest, and only the snowline nest can compare to it further down.

Of course, in terms of threat, there are still several sizable nesting spaces beneath the tarantula's lair, inhabited by some powerful creatures from the lair world.

However, since the area of ​​these nests is still much smaller than that of the tarantula nest, the overall population size is far from comparable to that of the nest tarantula.

After being swept away by the vanguard demon hunter legion led by the Black Sota Stigmata Wizard, the number of remaining creatures was relatively small, and they could no longer pose a significant threat to the advancing demon hunter dark wizards.

woo woo woo...

The blizzard was howling.

Amidst the dark and cold melody, the faint elemental light was obscured by the blizzard, unable to illuminate very far. The group of demon hunters proceeded cautiously and carefully.

In such an environment, even Green's nose-hunting witchcraft and ultrasonic positioning witchcraft were greatly interfered with.

The hunter's sense of smell was filled with the stench of the nest tarantula's bodily fluids, occasionally mixed with the strange and varied odors of slave monsters who had died tragically at the nest tarantula's hands.

The ultrasonic positioning magic was disrupted by the drifting snowflakes; in Green's perception, it seemed as if countless jumping grains of rice were flowing before his eyes, a blurry mess.

As for hot and cold vision, in the cold environment of the Nest World, all one sees is a pale green.

The occasional glimmer of red light was merely the elemental light emanating from the wizard's wand a few meters away, its effect even less pronounced than the normal visual perception of light and color by humans.

And so, Green could only proceed cautiously through the dark and cold nest space, just like a normal human being.

In the darkness, there was a sense of dread, as if some unknown creature might suddenly attack at any moment.

Green turned his head to look at the myna bird curled up in a ball on his shoulder, as if trying to keep warm, and asked, "How's your senses?"

The myna bird has an extremely keen sense of all creatures that are hostile to it, which is the key to its survival.

It can often clearly sense when the other party has just become hostile, or when a large group of hostile creatures gather in the distance.

"Since arriving in this godforsaken nest world, I haven't sensed anything at all, except for the ice bats."

After saying this, the myna bird squawked, "Caw caw caw, they seem to be afraid. Could it be that the arrival of my Eighth Master has instilled fear in all creatures of this world? Caw caw caw caw..."

Shaking his head, no longer hoping for the myna bird, Green looked at the other witch hunters.

After looking around, he realized that none of the demon hunter wizards had the perception magic to effectively deal with this blizzard. This made Green nostalgic for the coordinated combat methods of the Ming Wizard Legion.

Basically, in order to ensure their own survival rate, dark wizards usually choose to use either the standard Eagle Eye spell or a spell that suits their own combat abilities when it comes to perception magic.

Similar to rare sensory magic used to perceive things in a blizzard environment, no one would waste time studying or learning it.

"Rest assured, Your Excellency Green, I will do everything in my power to ensure your safety."

The Thousand-Eyed Crab suddenly said this, and Green was taken aback for a moment, then asked with surprise, "Thousand-Eyed Crab, can you sense things in this kind of environment?"

"Within a certain range, any creature that looks at me can be sensed by my Thousand Eyes," the Thousand-Eyed Crab explained.

Ok?

Within a certain range, can it sense any creature looking at it?

This was the first time Green had heard of this way of perceiving things.

but……

Green suddenly shook his head in disappointment. Because the World Nest is in a state of darkness for many years, the way the creatures here perceive things has evolved towards sound wave perception, and their eyesight has degenerated.

The Thousand-Eyed Crab's amazing ability will likely be rendered useless within the World Nest.

And so, the two teams flew forward silently at an extremely slow and steady pace. The traces of battle on the ground gradually diminished, and they could even begin to see the activity of some other small local creatures.

three days later.

After traversing the blizzard-ravaged area of ​​the Tarantula Nest, the group arrived at a relatively peaceful region within the nest.

"At this rate, we'll reach the entrance to the core of the WorldNest in another ninety hourglasses. We should be thankful that these two entrances aren't far apart; we won't need to actually traverse this entire tarantula's nest."

Arathi spoke in a low voice, as several green leaves kept swirling around her wizard's cloak.

"There are very few signs of battle here. It's probably an area that wasn't cleared by the previous demon hunters. There's a high chance that there are remnants of tarantula nests left. Hopefully, we won't encounter them in the future..."

Shake, shake, shake, shake...

As Green was speaking, a sudden rustling sound from the woods beneath them caused all the demon hunters' expressions to change drastically, and they roared, "Alert!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The witchers surrounded the Thousand-Eyed Crab, unleashing elemental light to its limit, illuminating the dark lair.

Without the blizzard obstructing their view, the elemental light provided everyone with a fairly good field of vision, so everything that might happen was within the realm of what was known.

"Phew... just a swarm of snow worms?"

A witch behind Green breathed a sigh of relief. The rustling sound was actually caused by the sharp claws of tens of thousands of snow worms scraping the ground as they crawled.

Snow worms are almost everywhere in the World Nest, and they can't be killed off completely, so Green and his group have long been used to it.

Not to mention swarms of tens of thousands of snow worms, the group had seen floods of hundreds of thousands of snow worms several times in the past few months. Aside from the initial shock, they had become accustomed to it after seeing it so many times.

These creatures, residing at the very bottom of the nest world, are nearly endless, much like the flowers and plants in the wizarding world; they are the most basic components of the ecological rules of a world.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, probably because they had been too tense due to the oppressive atmosphere in the tarantula's nest these past few days.

Just as everyone was about to fly forward again, suddenly, Ararat seemed to sense something first and shouted, "Nest Tarantula!"

"Um!?"

The dark wizards' vigilance was almost instinctive; even without Arathi's alarm, no one would truly let their guard down.

Hiss, hiss hiss...

The nest tarantulas leaped swiftly across the ground and through the bushes, becoming afterimages with extreme agility, and had already spotted the demon hunters present.

Splash, splash, splash...

Amidst the scraping of metal chains, the dark figure that suddenly pounced beside Naraku was shrouded and squeezed by the chains, and with a scream, it exploded with a "poof".

Although the nesting tarantula pounced at incredible speed, it posed no threat whatsoever to Naraku's sudden attack.

Instead, Naraku's swift and decisive counterattack killed the nesting tarantula, which was about two meters long, in just a few breaths.

however……

"Hmm, this dizzying noise..."

Green felt dizzy and disoriented. He had clearly sensed the swarm of nest tarantulas attacking him and wanted to retaliate, but he couldn't muster any energy and his reactions were incredibly slow, as if he had been under the spell of the Three Pepper Ghost.

Is this an attack from the Voice of Thought?

It can actually produce an effect similar to mental illusion...

"Hey! Young master, I'll hide for a bit!" The myna bird shrieked as it disappeared from Green's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)