The toxicity of the witcher's potion began to spread upwards from the blood vessels.

The uncomfortable blackness ran down the veins, up under the collar of the armor, and gathered around Lan's eye sockets.

The activity efficiency of the primary heart and the second heart began to climb.

The accelerated blood flow allowed the potions to work more quickly, and at the same time increased the athleticism of Lan's body.

Faced with an ancient god who could control time, Lan En raised his guard to the highest level.

And after the witcher looked around in this pure white space, he saw only one 'creature'.

It was on the calm surface of a lake not far away, and a misshapen 'spider' was lying quietly on the surface of the lake, just like him.

The big belly behind the 'spider' seems to be forcibly piled up by many irregular stones. It is uneven and full of crevices.

The spider's head resembles a reef at the bottom of the sea, with dense pure black eyeballs in the washed lines.

If that's all there is to it, this 'spider' can only be said to be evil on the outside.

But there were also many white, fluttering-looking flowers growing on His body.

The flowers swayed freely in the windless space, and in the body of Spider Rom, it even made him seem a little holy and divine.

"Not aggressive. At least for now, it has not shown active aggression. ”

Lan En also turned into jet-black eyes, cautiously looking at the superior not far away.

Ancient gods are different from 'gods' in the ordinary sense of the word.

After all this time of understanding, Len saw them as 'creatures living in a higher vision', with a higher vision, a higher power.

But they may not be able to manifest reason or logic that can be recognized by humans.

That is to say-

No different from a beast.

"Whoa~"

As if by Lan's gaze, Röm the spider turned awkwardly on the surface of the lake, and focused his dense eyes on the witcher who suddenly appeared on the surface of the silent lake.

The Old Gods are different from humans because of the difference in their field of vision, and looking at the Old Gods is also declaring at the same time that the Old Gods have noticed the peeping.

Lan En half-arched his body and lowered his center of gravity. Always ready to deal with the power of the 'god'.

Although he looks calm now, this is all because of a stubbornness that seems to be born in his heart, so he doesn't want to show a panicked and helpless ugly state.

In fact, inside the studded leather gloves, he had begun to sweat in his palms rarely.

After all, this is an ancient god who has controlled time!

Finally, Rom's crooked mouth let out a roar.

He struggled to lift up his heavy, clumsy body, and the roaring sound seemed to be in a range beyond the range of the human ear, so that Lan, who was ready for the damage to his eardrums, didn't feel anything.

It was like calling to heaven.

Considering Spider Rom's size, and the structure of his seemingly sturdy body, Lane had already drawn the Turbidity Greatsword ahead of time.

The heavy greatsword was carried on his shoulder, and a layer of flame burned on the massive blade.

It was Alfred's gift to him, the hunters' hunting props, the fire paper.

He didn't know if the superior would be targeted by sword oil, and he didn't dare to risk it on this battlefield, so he simply used the products trusted by the local hunters.

Simply attaching a layer of fire is a way to increase damage.

When facing the gods, it is a little more to be sure.

The call to the heavens was over, and Spider Rom climbed down quietly again.

Pillars of bright white light appeared around him, and they were teleported light.

He really called out to the heavens.

- A swarm of slightly smaller spiders.

It is said to be a little smaller, but that is compared to a rum like a van. They're actually the size of a normal person.

Lan En, who had been waiting for the battle, frowned slightly.

He didn't know if it was his delusion, but anyway he felt like a threat from these little spiders. Not big?

His hand tightened his grip on the hilt of the linen-wrapped greatsword, and the heat between his muscles and bones began to flow with strength.

The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly.

Whether it was an illusion or not, he couldn't let go of the moment when this enemy had just stepped out of the teleportation light!

"Wow!"

Water Splash!

The heavy steps rolled up huge ripples in the shape of a diffuse on the surface of the water.

Rann took the old hunter's leg bone in his palm and scratched it at the junction between his glove and wrist armor.

The stubble of the leg bone smoothly cut through the skin, and the blood soaked into the bone, as if it had met a sponge, and the old hunter's leg bone showed infinite greed for blood.

The stride technique left in the leg bones was activated, and a swirling stream of air began to wrap around Lan's legs.

Almost at the same instant!

Lan's dash made his figure dissipate like green smoke, and when he reappeared, he was already directly in front of a small spider.

The spider's body was lying on its stomach, so Rann was able to look down on the helpers who had been called by the gods.

In his hand, the turbidity current sword was already held high above his head, and he was ready to slash early.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Without hesitation!

The huge weapon, which was more like a piece of iron than a sword, smashed down in a daze!

The huge but abrupt pressure first pressed on the little spider's body, and then this pressure naturally pressed its few small thin legs down, and the body fell, smashing a huge wave one person high on the surface of the lake!

"The spider's head is hard, but the body is normal."

When the turbidity current sword collided with the spider's head, it seemed to really cut into a stone, but when the greatsword continued the process of chopping.

Under the change of angle, when the blade began to cut through the body of the spider behind it, the big belly burst out with a large amount of blood like a water bag that had been smashed alive.

Then the little spider died motionless.

Lan En was slightly surprised, the strength of these little spiders was probably not as strong as that of a deep beast patient.

Although it can easily shred apart a few ordinary humans, as a summon of a god, this is inevitable.

The witcher didn't have time to think about it.

Although the strength of these small spiders is not high, there are more than a dozen of them.

If they were caught by their sharp arthropods, the armor of ordinary steel would probably be removed alive.

Swing your sword and sweep.

The massive blade with a flame coating swung horizontally.

"Poof!" *4

The four little spiders couldn't dodge, and were thrown up by the big sword against the blade.

The blades of this sword were so blunt that they didn't even cut them off.

It's just that at the end of the swing, the huge air resistance brought by the four small spiders that were huddled together acted as a guillotine.

Only then did the turbidity current sword cut out eight limbs in an instant.

The spider's encirclement was shattered, and the swirling air beneath Lan's feet exploded.

After a split second, the witcher, once again holding a huge blade aloft, appeared beside Spider Rom.

His goal was the Old God, and it was wiser to deal with summoners than summons!

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