Chapter 137
Chapter 137
The Human-Faced Spider
In the heart of the forest, where shadows clung to ancient trees and whispered secrets, the Human-Faced Spider emerged. Born from the arduous shedding of a spider that had absorbed magic over countless cycles, this monstrous entity was unlike any other.
Its webbed limbs bore the venom of a thousand bites, capable of annihilating entire knight orders in a single strike. Even those who had reached the pinnacle of fourth-grade mastery—the mighty Chois—would struggle to leave a mark on this abomination.
A decade hence, it would emerge from these very woods, wreaking havoc upon Armenia and its neighboring territories. The casualty count would reach ten thousand, they said. If Yan could eliminate this creature now, he would save countless lives.
But there was more.
“Compared to back then, it hasn’t fully matured,” Yan mused, his breath steady. The Human-Faced Spider’s size was manageable for now, but its potential growth was alarming. The human features embedded within its chitinous hide hinted at recent attacks on nearby villages.
“Already raided a homestead,” Yan deduced. His quest to gauge his newfound strength had led him here. If he could vanquish a Human-Faced Spider on par with the mightiest Chois, he’d ascend to their ranks.
“Undoubtedly among the elite,” Yan thought, eyes narrowing. The Human-Faced Spider’s existence confirmed his progress. It was time to prove himself—to become more than just a hunter of beasts. He drew his blade, ready to face the forest’s malevolence head-on.
And so, the tale unfolded—a clash of fangs, steel, and destiny, where the hunter sought not only survival but ascendance. The Human-Faced Spider, a harbinger of chaos, awaited its reckoning.
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With a shriek that shook the heavens and earth, the Human-Faced Spider unleashed its fury. The intensity within its cry surpassed any beast Yan had ever encountered. “But then again,” Yan mused, recalling the formidable Momon and Eamon, “it’s not the strongest.”