As it went deeper, more and more spiders appeared in front of him, one after another, and the leader of Jiehan obviously felt the huge pressure, and the speed of everyone's advance became slower and slower.

Although they are far stronger than the spiders, as the spiders become more and more, they are finally trapped.

Jiehan gestured towards Xiao Ling, he didn't need to say it, Xiao Ling also understood that the goal of their trip was that the altar was in front of him.

The so-called altar is a huge hexagonal stone platform, covering an area of one or two hundred meters, and the Yi stone is hidden in the secret box under the center of the stone platform of this altar, this secret has always been known only to the patriarch of the dwarf race.

The previous patriarch died, the dwarven town suffered a devastating blow, and I don't know how many dwarves died, Jiehan desperately fled with the patriarch on his back, and the old patriarch finally died of serious injuries, and before he died, he told him the position of the patriarch and the secret about Yishi.

The attack was so swift that the Spider King led the hordes of Spiders to rush from the west and occupy the altar.

When the dwarf clan reacted, it was too late to take out the "Yi Stone", otherwise take out the "Yi Stone" in advance, borrow the power of the "Hou Yi", and there would be no need to be afraid of this spider clan.

At this moment, Xiao Ling could already see the altar from a distance, the hexagonal stone platform was only one or two hundred meters away from them, but the number of spiders around the altar was too much, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and they didn't know that there were thousands of spiders, and it was not easy to kill them.

What's even more terrifying is that according to Jahan, the Spider King is entrenched in the center of the altar on weekdays, guarding the Queen Spider.

There is another nest for the queen of the spider, and the location of this altar is the only way to go to the queen mother's nest.

The Spider King is equal to commanding the Spider Army, faithfully guarding the supreme queen mother of his clan.

Thinking of the spider mother, Xiao Ling couldn't help but look up and look farther west of the altar.

According to Jahan, the queen is on the west side of the altar.

From a distance, I didn't see the mother spider, but only a low mountain in the darkness in the distance.

This low mountain is hundreds of meters in circumference, about 100 meters high, like a hill, dark and dreary entrenched in the darkness, around this black mountain, countless spiders are surging, and a steady stream of them come here.

Xiao Ling took a deep breath, feeling for the first time the difficulty of wanting to enter this altar.

Jahan let out a low growl, he was boosting his morale, and his right hand grasped the axe, pointing at the altar, and then he rushed out first.

The other dwarves also let out a low roar, knowing that success or failure was at stake, and no amount of spiders could stop them.

Xiao Ling held the Zimu knife in his right hand, took a deep breath, and followed closely.

Killing to the altar means that the Spider King will appear at any time, this legendary big spider, which is said to be very terrifying, far more powerful than ordinary spiders, is the king of the Spider clan.

As for the queen of the spider, on the contrary, because of the distance, there is no need to be too afraid.

The altar was surrounded by a large number of giant spider webs, and in these spider webs were clinging to the dried corpses, all of them dwarves who had been drained of their blood.

Seeing it from a distance, Jahan and the other nine dwarves all had a look of hatred and fear on their faces, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Xiao Ling saw the corpses of these dwarves stuck to the spider web, and knew that these were the warriors among the dwarven survivors who had killed on the altar before.

Before this time, these dwarven survivors had organized several attacks, all of them tried to kill the altar and take out the "Yishi", but all of them failed.

The defeated dwarven warriors were hung in a web woven by the Spider King, and they were left to be fed by the Spiders.

The dwarven corpses hanging all around here are equivalent to the battle record of the Spider King.

The nine dwarves, even roaring angrily, used all their strength and rushed towards the center of the altar at full speed.

Xiao Ling was protected by them in the center and quickly moved forward with them.

This battle was very tragic, one by one the spiders rushed up, were killed, rolled out, the juice was splashing everywhere, everyone's heads and faces were stained with the body fluids of the spiders, even Xiao Ling, who was protected in the center, was no exception.

The nine dwarves had fought all the way until now, and they had gradually felt tired, and their mouths began to make wheezing sounds.

They advanced to the edge of the altar, but Xiao Ling didn't see the existence of the Spider King that Jie Han said about on the altar, and only saw an ordinary-sized Spider.

Isn't the Spider King here? If so, this will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The hexagonal stone platform was about five meters high, surrounded by stone steps, and the dwarves saw hope that they could step on the altar for the first time, and they all roared in succession.

Xiao Ling saw the excitement on their faces and eyes, and of course, exhaustion.

A dwarven warrior with a hammer on his left side had just hammered a spider that had pounced on him, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another spider swooped down from above.

With his original strength, he could easily dodge and then counterattack, but with the continuous fighting and physical attrition, his actions and reactions became much slower, and this time he couldn't dodge and was hit by this spider on the head.

Sensing the pain of the spikes piercing into his body, the dwarven warrior roared, grabbed the hammer in both hands, and hammered it from the bottom to the bottom of the spider's belly, knocking it upside down.

As soon as he knocked this one away, another spider pounced, he couldn't dodge it anymore, his legs were weak, and he was directly pounced on the ground by this spider, and a blood-red spike stabbed at his face.

Xiao Ling finally made a move.

The knife slapped out silently.

With a snap, the spider's head was smashed to pieces.

The dwarven warrior who originally thought he was going to die was frightened, and the broken flesh of the spider's head that was smashed was splashed all over his face, and then he reacted and hurriedly got up.

Xiao Ling had just saved him, and suddenly let out a scream on the other side.

Xiao Ling's heart froze slightly, and when he turned his head, he saw a huge black shadow, silently approaching, a pair of front claws stretched, these two front claws were very sharp, like two giant saw knives, and sawed the body of one of the dwarf warriors down his shoulders to his chest.

Looking at this huge black shadow, Xiao Ling took a deep breath and understood that the Spider King had finally appeared.

As Jehan described, it was a giant spider, several times larger than the average spider, with eight thick claws, like a small house, and the claws could easily be cut out to dismember the body of a dwarven warrior.

Instead of staying in the center of the altar, it silently blended into the swarms of spiders in the darkness and struck suddenly, killing a dwarven warrior.

Seeing this, Jahan let out a roar of rage, but instead of attacking the Spider King, he took the three dwarves and rushed to the altar at full speed.