When Mingming was still some distance away from Liu Wu, he suddenly jumped down. At that position, Luowuya originally judged that he would not act rashly, but he just took a gamble. He was betting on whether there were other spider threads in the field of vision, and he was right. Just when she was about to fall to the ground, Mingming grabbed another spider thread, and the bowstring-like sound came out of her hand again. He gripped the spider silk and swung towards Li Wu. When he let go, Bai Ya could clearly see a trace of blood in the thin air under the moonlight.
Mingming rushed towards the monster so recklessly with her hands empty. Luwu did not hesitate, he drew a long sword from his side. Dark blue light flowed over the long sword, and the color of cold iron reflected in his eyes. The moment he drew his sword, Mingming stepped on his sword body with both feet, flipped back, and landed firmly on the ground.
"It's a small skill... but it's still interesting." He looked down at the child, "This sword has only killed monsters, and... my own kind. Humans don't have this treatment yet, but you have to be the first. Really? No - you can count as half at most."
But is this kid the same one he just met? Even he wasn't sure. But it doesn't matter, any species with human blood flowing through it is dirty and lowly, they will only make his sword dirty.
Still, he raised his sword. His instinct told him that this half-demon with unknown origins had some tricks up his sleeve, so it would be best to deal with them as soon as possible. Luowu quickly swung his sword, but Mingming ducked backwards and easily dodged it. His swordsmanship is among the best among both demons and humans who know how to do it, and every move can be executed smoothly and naturally. The light of the sword kept flickering in the dark night, and the howling wind sounded in Mingming's ears over and over again. He seems to be able to judge where each sword will land, and can always dodge it nimbly. Even though sometimes Luowu's swordsmanship is almost flawless - there is no way to escape, but he can still dodge it with dexterity. A very strange and twisted posture to avoid. This will inevitably cause muscle sprains or bone dislocations, but the child can easily return to his original state. Mingming didn't have any weapons to attack, but even if she did, she probably wouldn't have much room to counterattack. No matter how agile and flexible he is now, just hiding and avoiding will not do any good to the progress of the battle.
"We have to save him!" Jun Aoyan and the others were still dealing with the group of minions.
Soon, something even more surprising happened to them. Those spider corpses with missing arms, legs, and even heads suddenly miraculously stood up again. It's as if invisible limbs return to them and control their body movements again. If this continues, I don't know when the killing will end.
"He is controlling them." Jun Aoyan cut off a thread somewhere, and the incomplete spider became less flexible. "But we don't know where every thread is!"
Bai Ya looked at the floating blood stain just now. It has slid down obliquely along the direction of the line, pulling out a long line of red. Qi Huan also stared there.
"I have an idea." Liu Shenghan said.
"Me too."
I don't know what Liu Shenghan and Qi Huan were thinking, but they looked at each other briefly and then suddenly looked at Bai Ya.
Liu Shenghan said to him: "Cover me."
Although I don't know what idea they came up with, Bai Ya nodded. Liu Shenghan gently turned the pen in a circle, and suddenly started running quickly here. Bai Ya hurried some distance ahead of her, swung his swords quickly and without any method, cutting off all the threads in front of him that might scratch Liu Shenghan, but not all. Jun Aoyan looked here, vaguely feeling that some kind of transparent ink was spreading from Liu Shenghan's pen. She felt that something was blurred, but the scene after that did not change. The number of spider spirits continued to increase, and there was almost no place to stay among the wreckage on the ground, and she and Qi Huan were almost stretched to their limit.
"...What on earth are you?"
The arm strength of swinging a sword was a drop in the bucket for Luowu, but he was somewhat confused: let alone children, even ordinary adults would be tired and out of breath even if they did some somersaults and raised their legs. Compared to his ordinary appearance before, he now exudes an extraordinary demonic aura. This is very strange. Most monsters can tell that he is a half-demon through his smell, but a half-demon cannot exude even a little bit of demonic power. The half-demon he has seen and heard of all emit demonic energy to some extent, but their abilities are not enough to completely hide it. When I first met a few people, they didn't have the slightest aura of monsters, especially this child, who was an ordinary person. But now it's completely different. Lu Wu can also be sure that it wasn't the spider spirit's eyes that infected him. Could it be that he is actually very strong, so strong that he can freely control the spread of his own demonic energy? Maybe more than that. After all, every move he makes is so inexplicable and elusive.
Finally, Mingming felt a little tired. After dodging a sword, his face was cut open by another sharp object, which was a segment of the spider demon Lianwu. This time it was difficult to prevent Mingming's wound from healing so quickly due to the trace amount of venom. He stretched out his hand - the wound on his palm that had been damaged by the spider silk had long since healed. He touched his cheek and felt warm liquid on his hand. Under the influence of a small amount of venom, the wound feels numb but not painful. He used his index finger and thumb to pull out the sticky red thread, and his whole body became more gloomy. After a brief daze, Mingming suddenly looked up, her emerald green eyes bloodshot.
"How dare you... how dare you, dare to hurt him - you should die, you should die! Die! Die -!"
His pitch suddenly soared, and his neutral voice, which had not yet reached the stage of voice change, became sharper, like a hysterical little girl. Bai Ya and the others suddenly looked this way, thinking he was in some trouble. This was not enough to threaten Lu Wu, but the sharp and continuous voice almost pierced his eardrums. He felt that even the spider threads he had covered here were trembling slightly.
Luowu waved his hand, and dozens of spider threads rubbed past Mingming's neck, armpits, arms, legs, etc. He raised his hand again, and the child was lifted up.
"The farce ends here." Luowu raised his sword with a sullen face, "Soon your friends will meet you in the underworld."
Mingming's eyes were still bloodshot, and he was baring his teeth, like a cat that had its skin picked up by the scruff. He couldn't even open his teeth or claws. But the moment Luowu raised his sword, a huge spider spirit suddenly knocked him down. Lu Wu saw that the eyes of this spider were very abnormal. It was emitting an excessively blue light, but the aura on its body was no different from that of his own men - this was the reason why he was not alert at first. But it was behaving strangely, and he wasn't sure why. Luwu didn't hesitate too much, but pierced its head from below with a sword and flipped it aside. As soon as he lowered his head, he felt a strange burning sensation on his chest where the amber was stored. He saw that it was emitting an unprecedented dazzling blue light through the clothing material.
Mingming still stared at him closely. If looks could kill, he would have died a hundred times over. Mingming was still cursing, and the sharp and harsh words never stopped. Is it just because of the injury on his face? Why? His companions had encountered danger several times, but he had never been so excited.
Even Bai Ya found a problem. They didn't know how the spiders that were still alive communicated with each other. Now, several people had some answers in their minds, because the spider spirits suddenly seemed to have lost their way, spinning around in circles in a daze, like unorganized soldiers whose orders were intercepted, and ants on a hot pot. The only ones left who could attack and resist were the mutilated corpses. When they looked at Mingming again, the child stared fearlessly at the monster in front of him. It was the blue amber on the monster that disrupted everything.
Can the child's half-demon control, or at least interfere with, the youkai's communication? From a spiritual level? How did he use Poseidon's treasure? Bai Ya and the others knew nothing about this.
Lu Wu stood up and held his forehead. Although he was not injured, he seemed to be disturbed in some way. More spider spirits ran towards him, but he calmed down and killed the rebellious little guys one by one without mercy. At this time, the blue amber fell out of his clothes, and a spider rushed forward and picked up the blue amber. The other spiders suddenly stopped attacking their master, and instead rushed forward crazily, tearing the spider with the amber in its mouth into pieces. The terrifying sound of chewing could be heard endlessly, but Lamper didn't know where he was going.
Luwu knew very well that if he wanted to regain control of the chaos, he could only get rid of the troublesome kid in front of him. Just when he was about to raise the weapon again, Bai Ya suddenly threw the scimitar out, and the rapidly rotating blade cut the line above Mingming. Luwu turned sideways to avoid the scimitar, then turned around twice to predict where the scimitar would turn back. The second time, the scimitar cut off the line below Mingming, he fell to the ground, and the knife returned to Bai Ya's hand.
"We have seen through your tricks, let's catch you without mercy."
Mingming got up from the ground, and suddenly two white paper figures ran over and dragged him away without any explanation. Although it was just Qi Huan's illusion, the two paper men were quite powerful. Mingming didn't make much struggle, but just stared at the large pile of spiders in front of her eyes. That blue amber is probably inside.
Luwu said nothing. He put the sword back, suddenly raised his hands, and grabbed it out of thin air. The overwhelming swarm of spiders attacked them again. This time, even the spiders that were originally surrounding Lan Po were pulled away. They were obviously a little irritable and difficult to obey, but the silk made them unable to resist.
One of the spiders squirmed twice in a strange posture, and suddenly folded its limbs, making a clicking sound. It is undergoing changes: its eyes are constantly splitting, and more eyeballs are emerging on the surface of the skin like bubbles rising in a swamp; cracks appear on its side, and blue plasma is splashing outward. But it did not become weak, but became stronger, its body expanded larger and larger, and it neighed like a horse.
Without even frowning, Lianwu suddenly punched its waist and abdomen with a palm and pulled something out. The mutated spider rumbled down like a mountain, stirring up a cloud of dust beside him.
Luwu got the blue amber again. He glanced at the scary-looking spider and then at the gem in his hand.
"Right now!"
Liu Shenghan suddenly shouted loudly, and a small, burning stone flew from the distance. Qi Huan fired a temporary gunpowder from a distance. Liu Shenghan and Jun Aoyan, who was holding Mingming, suddenly turned around and ran away. Luowu easily dodged the burning gunpowder, but the flames exploded behind him. The scorching blue flames flowed along those lines, and there were terrifying flames in all directions. The entire depression became a sea of fire - a blue sea of fire.
Liu Shenghan poured the flammable blood everywhere, and Qi Huan ignited it. The lines of fire clearly showed the position of each spider silk. Although the density had been thinned by them, the scale was still somewhat beyond imagination. Qi Huan carried Mingming on his back and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong. Seeing Bai Ya still staring at Li Wu's position, he shouted helplessly:
"Let's go! If you don't run, there's no chance!"
"How could he let amber fall into his hands!"
"Are you fucking angry and fighting? I'm afraid you'll have to fight for your life! Are you really planning to--"
"He can't escape easily from such a big fire. It won't be too late for us to come back later!"
Jun Aoyan persuaded him, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him away. He didn't speak, just kept staring there, barely ran along with his feet for two steps, and left reluctantly. The remaining people ran in the broad direction without looking back. In the blue firelight, only the black silhouette was left twisting and swaying.
He just looked at the thing in his hand silently, motionless, indifferent as if he couldn't feel the pain, and allowed the fire around him to spread until it devoured everything.
