The Styx water splashed before must have had some effect. The demon-hunting spider leader's thinking was still extremely confused at this moment. Lancelot could clearly feel a black mist invading his spiritual world, but he just roared for sacrifice.

, without carefully examining his thoughts. In fact, other demon-hunting spiders also have the ability to read minds, but using this ability against the same kind is extremely offensive (if both parties are of the same class), coupled with Lancelot's appearance

Nothing unusual could be seen on the surface, so what he was worried about did not happen. He just followed the other demon-hunting spiders until he reached the monster.

From this distance, one can only barely see that the image of the monster is related to the demon-hunting spider. Its carapace shows some kind of morbid proliferation, like rocks covered with shellfish by the river. Just taking a look at it makes you feel...

The person's scalp was numb; there were more than twenty pairs of eyeballs on the head, and they even spread to the back, like tumors, with crazy red lights flashing inside.

Several demon-hunting spiders in front of Lancelot also held cocoons made of spider silk in their hands. The one at the front stepped forward and raised the cocoon to their leader's mouth with his sharp forelimbs. The monster opened his mouth.

He opened his calyx-shaped mouthparts, protruded from it a strange-shaped long tooth that shone with black light, pierced into the cocoon, and then sucked it fiercely.

Black pus and blood flowed out from the gap in the breach, sprinkling on the ground. The eyes of the other demon-hunting spiders showed greedy looks, and some even subconsciously opened their mouths and used their calyx-shaped

His lips gently rubbed the sucking tube used for feeding.

Demon-hunting spiders do not have the digestive system of ordinary creatures. Instead, they use venom to turn the prey in the cocoon into a pool of blood, and then complete the meal by sucking, leaving nothing but bones of the prey.

There is no doubt that the black tusk is what the Lord of the Dead wants Lancelot to destroy. In the spiritual sense of the cultivator, the surrounding aura of heaven and earth is being absorbed by the evil object at a weak speed, as if

There is a shadow in the brightly lit hall that cannot be illuminated, swallowing up all the light that shines into it.

Lancelot carefully paid attention to every movement of the monster when it was eating: how the target exerted force, the angle at which the long teeth thrust out, the intervals between movements... and everything he saw was shared with him through the spiritual link.

Little Isa. He was very sure that the wanderer was also watching attentively at this moment. To a certain extent, this was like peeking at the test questions, and little Isa, who was good at solving problems, would definitely have thought of the answers in advance.

At the same time, Lancelot controlled his thoughts very well to avoid any thoughts that might arouse the target's alertness. Not only that, he also pretended to have the same reaction as other demon-hunting spiders, deliberately half-opening his mouth, letting

The saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to the ground, while he patiently waited for the moment it was his turn.

He didn't wait long.

Although five or six cocoons have been sucked dry in succession, the hunger in the monster's mental fluctuations has not subsided at all, as if those just spat into the blazing fire. Lancelot put on a fearful expression (and

Not entirely pretending), slowly crawled up to the monster, reluctantly raised his forelimbs, and brought the cocoon to the monster's mouth, as if he was serving breakfast to an emperor who was unwilling to leave the bed.

Perhaps Lancelot's acting was too natural, and the demon-hunting spider leader didn't pay attention to him at all. The monster opened its mouth again, its mouthparts spread out like a blooming flower, and then tilted its head back slightly, preparing to stab.

Take out that long black tooth.

'Do it!'

Lancelot sent a signal to his companions to take action through the spiritual link, but the wanderer had already started. Two cold lights, one blue and one green, broke out of the cocoon of spider silk and penetrated almost instantly.

In the monster's wide-open mouth. To Lancelot's surprise, it was not only little Isa who came out of the cocoon. There was also a golden light that turned into a human figure beside the little girl, and the sword of Zariel was standing there.

Hands of human silhouette.

Lancelot was a little surprised when he saw the figure with a mask on his face and mail on his body, but he also knew that now was not the time to ask questions. While his companions launched a sneak attack, he also began to understand the movement of detransformation.

The black tusks of the demon-hunting spider leader continued to move forward under the influence of inertia. Although Lancelot was not on the attack line, he still had a feeling that his hair was standing on end and a disaster was imminent. In front of him,

The figures of Little Isa and Kelanvor were staggering to the left and right, letting the long black fang pierce the cocoon shell left behind them.

Facing the imposing demon-hunting spider leader, little Isa did not show any fear. Together with her god, she extended her sword-holding hand into the monster's mouth. The two seemed to have discussed it in advance.

Holding the sword of Zariel in hand, she inserted the long sword as deep as possible, while little Isa held the shorter Star Strike, flipped her wrist flexibly, and easily wrapped it around the end of the black fang.

The spider's tongue was cut out.

Obviously, this would not be an honorable means, but Lancelot never expected a fair duel to save the multiverse.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. It was only then that the monster finally reacted, and it immediately showed its true power. A terrifying mental shock suddenly broke out, and the consciousness of the three people present was instantly trapped.

Completely blank, and the monster's tentacles shot towards them at the same time. This action was absolutely crazy. Even if it hit Lancelot and the others, the remaining power would be enough to seriously injure the monster itself.

But when the food you're about to eat suddenly comes to life and cuts off your tongue, it's no surprise whatever the reaction is.

At the critical moment, Lancelot's last trump card came into play. In his sea of ​​​​consciousness, the small bamboo slip left by Han Tianzun suddenly emitted a bright blue light, which instantly dispelled the fog in his consciousness, allowing him to recover from dizziness.

He recovered from the state. Not only that, everything in front of him became extremely slow. This is an extreme state that only occurs in life and death situations.

Completely subconsciously, Lancelot reached out and grabbed little Isa's ankle (he couldn't reach the incarnation of Cranvor), and then launched a shadow jump. Under the limited lighting, the shadows available to him were very limited, and

There is only one place where he can avoid those tentacles.

Under the monster's belly.

There was originally not enough space there, at least not for an adult human male like Lancelot, but under the stimulation of severe pain, the demon-hunting spider leader almost jumped up from where he was, and at the same time exposed his belly, which was also

One of the few weaknesses of the demon-hunting spider with its thick carapace.

After breaking away from the shadow, Lancelot immediately opened the acupuncture point on his head, and a dazzling green sword light shot up from it, like a sharp nail stuck on the ground. The next second, he and little Isa were enveloped

They were trapped in a turbid, viscous, purple-black substance, as if a sudden avalanche had buried them alive.

'Brother, what happened?' Little Isa was being held in Lancelot's arms at the moment, but the surrounding turbidity prevented her from speaking. She could only communicate with the human knight through the spiritual connection, 'Where are we?

'

'In the belly of that monster.' Lancelot raised his hand and pointed to a continuously beating tube as thick as a tree trunk above them, 'and this thing like an artery is its heart.'
Chapter completed!