Chapter 481: Defeating an army with one move?
The pendant hanging from Rhodes’ neck flared with a deep, ominous purple-gray light. In the next moment, a massive magic circle erupted in front of him, etched with ancient runes, pulsing with dark energy.
Terrifying waves of magical pressure poured out of it, like a gate to the abyss had been thrown open.
The charging beast, Legion, stumbled slightly as its pace slowed. Its wide eyes filled with hesitation and alarm.
Even Erza Knightwalker, riding atop Legion’s head, couldn’t hide her shock.
"I always knew mages from Earth Land possessed powerful magic," she muttered, tightening her grip on her spear, "but to unleash this kind of force in an instant... are humans really capable of such magic?"
But what she saw next made her expression freeze entirely.
From the heart of that massive summoning circle, something emerged, a hulking, spider-like monster, bathed in shifting purple shadows.
Its bloated oval abdomen dragged along the ground, easily large enough to hold dozens of people inside. The surface was covered in jagged protrusions, uneven spikes, like the stalactites of a cursed cave, all glowing with an eerie violet hue.
Its long front legs were coated in hardened purple chitin, their ends tipped with thick, flat black thorns. Even after they plunged deep into the earth, they still towered higher than a man’s full height.
Those gleaming thorns shimmered with a metallic sheen, each one razor-sharp, just a glance made it clear: one touch could slice a body clean in half.
And yet, compared to that, its glowing yellow compound eyes and fanged, drooling maw seemed almost tame.