Chapter 101: Don’t Have a Sweet Heart
After making sure everyone was properly treated and had enough rest, they began clearing the battlefield. The sunlight had fully arrived, revealing the damage more clearly. Because of the mutated black widow spider, the front area of the villa was almost nowhere to be seen, and the light was directly falling on them, illuminating the chaos that had been created by the mutated spider.
The entire hall was filled with the corpses of mutated spiders, and the smell of blood and grime filled the air.
Everyone worked in silence. They checked every corpse carefully to ensure no crystal core was left behind. Even the smallest mutated spiders were checked, and those with cores had them harvested quickly and stored away for later use.
At last, they stood before the massive corpse of the black widow spider. Its size alone was terrifying, even when dead. Its long legs were bent at unnatural angles, and its eyes were cloudy, lifeless, but still unsettling.
This one was their main target. They had to take out the crystal core from its head. Even though its head was cracked open, they could not make the tear bigger and look inside. They still had to chop its head.
The others stepped back as they tried to split open its head, but nothing worked. No blade could pierce its thick shell. Not even the weapons made by the ability users managed to go more than a few inches deep.
Liora watched all this from a distance. She was not going to participate in that at all. But her thoughts wandered—would her mana sword be able to pierce its head? But what if her sword only got damaged?
She didn’t want to take the risk.
If her sword twisted or became useless, then what would she do in the next fight? She needed her mana sword. She was only left with it. Her gut told her this spider’s head was far too hard, and if she tried, her blade would surely become crooked before even piercing through. That loss wasn’t worth it.
So the responsibility fell on Zhao Ren.
He stepped forward silently and summoned his metal ability. Spears, long blades, and new sharp tools began forming in his hands one after another. With a deep breath, he picked one and stabbed it down with force.