The interlaced silver threads are like the spinning of spiders.

Sepor followed behind Ralcell, surveying the building.

Silver filaments swam everywhere, like spider silk and like nimble and slender silver snakes.

"No one—" The woman sensed her surroundings, and no breath existed.

It's empty, like a dead city.

"It's all eaten." Sepor glanced at the silver thread crawling along the corner, and keenly sensed a pleasant emotion coming from the thread. It's really strange, it's just a silk thread, and human emotions actually appear.

Hearing Sépor's words, the faces of several people behind him were a little ugly.

These strange silk threads, which look so slender, can directly devour people.

Ralsel looked around, his palms resting on the walls.

Airplanes.

A pale golden wave swirled out of her palm.

With long pale blonde hair flying, Sepor clasped his hands on his chest and laughed, "You're a humanoid weapon, Lalsel." The dark golden eyes were slightly bright, and the depths of the center slowly rotated around and around the strange patterns.

It is the coat of arms that belongs to the Hutus family.

The pale gold ripples in the palm of the hand are a little deeper.

Ralsel turned his head sideways and looked in the direction of the promenade on the left, "Let's go." ”

"Yes! My lord! ”

Click.

The sound of broken bones.

"Uh... Hmm..."Ari Mercot, who was lying on the ground, clutched his chest in pain, his body curled into a ball.

Qingluan slowly retracted his feet and stepped on him, "You want to save Parbis?" ”

"Save. Rescue.. I want to save!! The cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a life-saving grass and grabbed Qingluan's black robe, "Quan Guan... Give me back the crown... I'm going to save Parbis.... Save her.."

"You think the crown can save her?" Qingluan looked down at him.

"As long as you have the right to crown... As long as it's the crown—" Ari Mercot endured the pain in her body, breathing heavily, "Parbis..."

"It's naïve." Under the hood of the black robe, a faint silver.

Several strands of silver spider silk climbed along the walls, occasionally falling into pools of blood, greedily sucking them up.

"Please... Give me back the crown..."His breath began to be chaotic, and his eyes became darker and darker, "I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do..."

"Oh." Qingluan lazily responded, "It's a pity..."

Swish!

Celestial spider silk suddenly passed through.

"I'll give you a relief." A girl's clean voice came from under the hood, without a trace of waves.

Hiss!

Blood mist spray.

Ari Mercot's eyes widened.

"Forget it, I'll leave you all dead." Qingluan waved his hand to stop the Celestial Spider Silk that was about to crawl over.

Sou!!

In vain, a red light fell from the sky.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the whole building shook.

"Drink!!"

A loud shout.

Rumble!

Qingluan raised his head instantly.

Countless Heavenly Spider Silk suddenly swooped up, instantly condensing into a huge defensive web.

The red rays and silver threads collided, bursting with countless rays of light.

Rumble!

There was a shock all around, the transparent air flow slowly dispersed, and the black robe was blown up and down. Thousands of heavenly spider silks were layered on top of each other, staggered down, protecting the black-robed girl in the robe flying.

Blood boils, bubbles roll.

"Yo?" Qingluan raised his head.

The tall figure fell from the sky and slammed to the ground, holding a huge shield in his hand, and the upside-down spikes on his armor exuded a chill. Curly blond hair, dark pale green eyes, and uncleaned stubble.

"Isn't this the famous god of war Antonette?" Qingluan smiled skillfully, and countless heavenly spider silks appeared in the air.

"I knew you were going to be here!" Antonette gritted her teeth, her eyes turning a crazy red in an instant.

"Die!!"

Rumble!!

There was a click, and the ground crumbled.

"Wow." A little at Qingluan's feet, thousands of heavenly spider silk blocked in front of her, hissing, "Your strength has become stronger again." ”

"But." Before he finished speaking, Qingluan continued slowly, "You're just a pseudo-SSS. ”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In an instant, countless heavenly spider silks surged wildly, and the sky was full of silver everywhere they passed.

The hood fluttered, faintly revealing the girl's delicate red lips and a silver glow that seemed to be nothing.

"Drink!!"

Antonette roared, his red eyes a little more violent.

After falling into a rage, he not only retained his own consciousness, but his strength and speed increased dozens of times.

The silver spider silk writhed wildly, and layers appeared.

"Since you want to die so much." Qingluan raised his hand and hooked his five fingers lightly, "Then I'll help you." ”

More and more silver celestial spider silk poured out from the underground walls and ceilings, and the entire basement was wrapped in silver silk threads, leaving no gaps, and even the originally boiling blood pool became dry.

The hanging crowd was also swallowed by the threads of greed.

The dense silver reflected the cruel corners of the black-robed girl's slightly curved lips.

"Don't kill him." Suddenly, a distant voice clearly fell into her ears.