Night Crow Sovereign

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Amidst the dust flying, a humanoid monster with an abnormal shape crawled out of the pit. His body had densely packed arms, which were different from the octopus arms. These limbs were real human arms.

The height of this monster is close to 3 meters. The densely packed arms are symmetrically stacked on his side. The total number of arms on the left and right sides is more than 2.

Because of the accumulation of arms, this huge monster with a human face and a human face looks like a strange meatball on the upper body, like a crab or something else, and there are several very long arms on the 2 sides. , Extending to the ground——

Only then did Darkhill discover that the opponent used to support the ground not by feet but hands.

Moreover, this thing is totally non-human, just like a straight wild beast. When Dakhill tried to negotiate, he waved several of its arms or grabbed the debris and threw it at Dakhill. Either picking up the table and slamming it at Darkhill, or directly clenching a fist and hitting it.

“Envy Cobweb!” (incantation)

Relying on the strengthened physical fitness to quickly dodge, Dakhir’s throat squirmed, and an obscure incantion completely different from the common language was spit out from his mouth.

The jealous emotion drawn out from within the body turned into one after another azure silk, which flew out from his fingertips, and the densely packed azure silk stuck to the monster with countless arms.

Many of the spider silks were entangled and bonded on the monster’s more than 30 arms. The extremely viscous spider silk made the monster’s movements slightly stagnant, and Darkhill took this opportunity to jump out of the entrance of the house.

“The envy spider silk can restrain the target and absorb the life force of the bound person, making the spider silk stronger and stronger. The monster is very powerful, but it should be…”

After escaping from the house, Darkhill made a judgment in his heart, looking at the house where loud rumbling noises were constantly coming from.

but……

At this time, he heard a roar, just like the roar of a giant and howling like a beast.

The strong sense of crisis once again covered his whole body, and his instinct was warning him of danger with a loud voice.

Following this spider-like intuition, Darkhill rolled and dodged to the left twice in a row. When he connected the first and second rolls, there was a loud bang, and a wall of the house He flew out directly, flew over from where he was originally, smashed a steam car parked next to him directly, flew out of several hundred meters, and knocked down another house.

Panic, dominated by screams and screams, spread around the house, and a group of ordinary persons fled out in panic.

“Hit by this one will kill you.”

Not to mention being hit accurately, even if the now strengthened body is hit by such formidable power, it will directly become muddy.

At the moment he made this judgment, before his consciousness reacted, the strong sense of crisis made the body act one step ahead of his consciousness and made a dodge action. A dark shadow swept across his position and scraped out. The strong wind, the black shadow that passed from the low altitude lifted the land more than ten centimeters, and drew a straight line on the ground until a loud noise came, and the courtyard walls of several consecutive residents were smashed and penetrated, if it were not used as projectile The material is too fragile, and the thing can continue to fly.

Darkhill turned his head and glanced in horror—it was a table, a rotten and dilapidated table abandoned by the owner.

At this time, accompanied by the sound of a cannonball landing, Darkhill’s body dragged by a strong sense of crisis not at all escaped the attack——

The monster with more than 30 arms has appeared in front of him at some point. 2 of the arms held his 2 ankles, 2 arms held his hands, and one arm held him. One arm held his head by his waist.

He has been completely restrained.

“No!”

The crisis of death made Darkhill recklessly use all the power he possessed–

“Arrogant Transfiguration·Spider Cultist!” (incantation)

The mouth was covered by the palm of the monster, but Darkhill’s roar in the heart also activated the power.

The arrogance of within the body 4 scattered, covering every part of his body.

The white power called arrogance surged, twisted and deformed, forming the spider’s chest and abdomen, carapace and chest plate.

The white force at the waist and abdomen was also squirming and changing shape, forming sharp cheeks, chelating teeth and several other spider feet.

Part of the white power converged on his face, forming the spider’s face. The original eyes quickly turned white, and 6 additional eyes were formed under the power of white.

Dakshiel became a giant white spider with a height of one meter and a length of 3 meters.

Spider Cultist.

At the moment when the transformation is completed, it is just like instinct. Other skills that originally required incantation can be used as instinct in an instant.

The thorn of anger!

The spider of Darkhill incarnation, with the power of red lingering on 8 spider feet, forcefully pierced the body of the multi-handed monster, and the toxin formed by the aggregation of anger was injected into it.

What surprised Darkhill was that the monster’s body contained a strong anger.

The thorn of anger detonates the anger in the opponent’s body by injecting anger toxins, causing the opponent to riot and chaos.

For normal people, it is like lighting a firewood with a match.

For this monster, it was like putting a bomb in an oil tank.

At this moment, the trace and soberness and calm still in the monster’s eyes disappeared completely, and the whole person was completely controlled by anger.

He lost his mind and threw the giant spider straight out.

Like a cannonball, the white spider of Darkhill incarnation was thrown out.

Even if he hasn’t hit other things, the huge power infused in his body has already made Darkhill’s body painful. If he really hits–

He will really become a pool of flesh.

Dakhill, who was in the state of a spider cultivator, held the last glimmer of hope, wrapped his body with jealous silk, and wanted to create a buffer layer for himself in a short time.

However, this time is too late.

At this time, Dakshiel grabbed his body directly with a powerful palm, and threw his body up after a round.

As he flew upwards, Darkhill saw the man.

“This thing is at the bishop level, you can’t deal with it, let me come.” Dakhill only heard this voice, and his body had already flown into the sky, reaching an altitude of 100 meters.

In the foggy city full of dense fog, nothing can be seen at an altitude of 100 meters.

However, turning the impact upwards as a cost of lift-off can offset a lot of power, and he has time to make enough cushions for himself with spider silk.

By the way, the voice of that person just now… is it Lord Banksy?