Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Before the words had even fully left his mouth, the six-headed monster suddenly sprang into action.

All six twisted heads emitted a low growl simultaneously, sounding like the suspenseful BGM of a horror movie. Twelve arms flailed wildly, tearing through the surrounding air, and twelve feet stomped on the ground, producing a muffled "thump, thump" sound.

It was like a gigantic six-headed spider, enormous and distorted, charging menacingly towards Feng Yuhuai.

The stench hit like a physical wave, and its shadow cast by the light could easily engulf Feng Yuhuai.

Along with it came a casual, seemingly well-intentioned reminder from Zuo Bai:

"Don’t be scared. Even if you fail, for the sake of your lover, I will preserve your head, waiting for him to come and take it back."

"???

Feng Yuhuai’s mind was in turmoil, questions racing through faster than her hair wildly flying in all directions.

So being a scientist is amazing, huh?

Does being a scientist mean you can deny someone the chance to prove their innocence?

Feng Yuhuai had a thousand things she wanted to ask, to say, to communicate, but... the roar of the six-headed giant spider was just too deafening.

This fully demonstrated one principle—whoever’s voice is louder, they’re the one who’s right!!!

Feng Yuhuai’s pupils suddenly contracted, swirling like frantic whirlpools.

Not to mention whether the power of this six-headed giant spider was indeed six times that of a single individual, just its twisted and hideous appearance alone caused her a "pollution attack" six hundred times on her sight.

As a girl, she had a natural fear of spiders.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she fears such multi-legged creatures, something encoded in a beauty’s genes.

Especially when facing such a giant six-headed spider larger than a human!

The battle hadn’t even started, and goosebumps had already formed densely across Feng Yuhuai’s skin like countless cold insects crawling over her flesh.

The fact that she hadn’t turned around and fled right away showed she really had transformed, strengthened completely by her own efforts without a hint of external aid.

And what was more fortunate was that the drone had already been smashed into waste by the female doctor, leaving no more fist-sized eyes in the vicinity to stare her down.

Feng Yuhuai no longer needed to be restrained, able to unleash her full strength without any reservations.

"Since it’s clear you’re coming for me, running away is the most foolish choice!"

Feng Yuhuai sneered coldly in her heart, a hint of ferocity flashing in her eyes.

Her thoughts raced, and in a split second, she had already made her decision.

No matter what, she had to at least find out who exactly her lover was!

The vital energy around Feng Yuhuai circulated, forcing the power within her to its peak.

Her arms shook abruptly, suddenly transforming into countless crimson threads, coiling in the air, forming layer upon layer of webs.

"Oh well, I’ve been eating a lot recently without thorough digestion."

She licked her lips, her swirling eyes emitting a bloody red glow:

"Let you monsters feel how powerful I’ve become now!"

No sooner were the words out of her mouth than Feng Yuhuai’s arms spread open suddenly, the vast crimson hair like flames whipped up by a fierce wind, spiraling, and in an instant elongating, splitting into countless scarlet threads.

Thousands of scarlet threads sliced through the air with a shriek, sending sparks flying along the pipe walls while concrete walls crumbled into fine powder—the strands were sharper than blades.

"Puppetry: String Manipulation Dance!"

Feng Yuhuai drew her arms close, making a gesture of an embrace in front of her, causing the threads to converge accordingly.

In an instant, the blood threads surged, the web entangling the metallic debris and stone powder formed a crimson whirlwind, completely enveloping the six-headed monster, let’s call it the "Beautiful Spider", for now.

This scene looked as though a spindle-shaped cocoon of blood was trying to trap the Beautiful Spider back into the egg it hatched from.

Rip——

The threads sliced into the scales of the Beautiful Spider, producing a sound that set one’s teeth on edge.

Interwoven red and green blood spurted out, the potent acid burning patches of charred black spots into the woven cocoon.

The black spots shattered, and twelve frenziedly flailing arms burst through the constriction of the blood threads, instantly appearing before Feng Yuhuai.

Feng Yuhuai’s pupils shrank, her body rapidly retreating, trying to create distance.

Yet, the monster’s arms were just too many—twelve arms, equating to sixty menacing sharp fingers, each finger longer than her forearm, the sharp tips gleamed with a cold metallic glint, like a terrifying array of knives.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

The trajectory of those sharp fingers swung erratically, yet was impenetrable, nearly locking Feng Yuhuai in place without space to maneuver.

And precisely because of its chaotic unpredictability, it became the most sophisticated move, impossible to dodge or anticipate.

In a blink of an eye, the mince-meat blade net of sixty blades turned a three-meter radius into a death zone, cutting web-like fissures into pipe walls and floors.

Whoosh!

A sharp finger jabbed her shoulder, producing a burst of tearing red threads.

Those red threads appeared like ruptured blood vessels, their crystal-clear blood beads gliding along the threads, falling on the sewage, spreading into a patch of red.

Feng Yuhuai grunted, swiftly sidestepping, but her abdomen was scratched harshly by another sharp finger, instantly tearing open a horrific wound.

Bloodied intestines fell from the wound, hanging suspended, a gruesome scene.

However, Feng Yuhuai remained expressionless, as if oblivious to any pain.

Her gaze was as cold as ice, her body suddenly dashed forward, crashing into the knife-net head-on.

Simultaneously, those fallen intestines abruptly transformed into broken red threads, receding swiftly back into her body like a liquid flow in reverse.

The red threads intertwined and twined at her wound, like a deft weaving woman mending a torn cloth doll, stitching the gaping hole closed within seconds.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle——!

Throughout the knife array, countless red threads continuously snapped and shattered, yet also healed entirely in an instant.

Feng Yuhuai’s form oscillated between the red threads and flesh, appearing as a phantom traversing between the tangible and intangible.

Her movements were fluid and eerie, seemingly unscathed, yet the water beneath her feet had already turned a vivid red, resembling a river of blood in hell, slowly flowing down the sewer’s channels, narrating the brutality of the battle.

"I digested too fast... feeling a bit hungry now."

A faint feeling of hunger arose in Feng Yuhuai’s mind, as if her stomach was empty, needing to be filled.

Her gaze swept over the monster before her, a flicker of yearning in her eyes.

When one is hungry, even dark cuisine starts to smell delicious.

All six heads of the Beautiful Spider growled simultaneously, as if also catching the scent emanating from Feng Yuhuai, eleven arms flailing wildly, the knife array’s assault growing ever more ferocious, like a storm.

The last arm leisurely dipped into the sewage, scooping up a glob of turbid blood which it then fed to one of its heads wearing two garments.

Though all shared six heads, there always seemed to be one head displaying some distinctive cunning....