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The giant spider is the most common monster in the Sittatu Continent. It feeds on flesh and blood, and it often lurks in deep forests or caves. If even the sixth-generation blood race accidentally steps into its silk trap, the chances of escaping will be greatly increased. Lower, can only wait to be eaten away bit by bit.

Its spider silk, mucus, and extremely sharp chelicerae can all kill prey with ease, but it also has a fatal weakness, that is, its movement is very slow because of its huge size, and its vision is also very poor. Difference.

The magic circle confuses the giant spider's senses. It can't find the exact location of Chelsea and the others, so it can only spin silk frantically. The white spider silk wraps around the tree trunk and the ground, as if a thick layer of snow has fallen.

Seeing the snow-white sky in front of them, the witches stepped back cautiously. The spider silk looked thin and soft, but in fact it was extremely sharp. One of the unlucky witches among them was accidentally entangled by the spider silk and lost his life. life.

"We have to lead it to the elves to have a chance of escaping." Betty grabbed the staff and ran to Chelsea, raised her head and stared nervously at the giant spider, and said, "You can't take it out of the forest."

Otherwise those humans will die.

"I've been leading it towards the elf." Chelsea, who was looking down at the staff, paused, frowned and said, "Did I lead it in the wrong direction?"

Betty was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "The direction is a little bit crooked." In fact, it's not just a little bit crooked.

Seeing that Chelsea's complexion was not very good, she hurriedly said, "But it's okay, I'll lure it away."

As she spoke, she raised her staff and began to chant spells. The gray mist condensed behind her, slowly forming a fox more than ten meters high. The fox slowly opened its eyes, the brown-red eyes were somewhat clear, but the next second It became fierce.

Although compared with the giant spider, the fox's size is also a bit small, but it also has some advantages, that is, it is more flexible than the giant spider.

Because of the concentration of witch power, the fox has no entity, and the spider silk is useless to it. It rushed in front of the giant spider, trying to lead it in another direction.

This witchcraft was obviously being used on overload, Betty's face was as pale as paper, and she could barely support her shaky body when she put down the staff.

Chelsea reached out to support her and said disapprovingly, "You're pushing yourself too hard."

"I can't help it." Betty's eyes darkened, she shook her head, and whispered, "If you don't force yourself, you might die here."

She also wants to protect others, instead of being protected all the time... Betty subconsciously turned her head and looked behind. Eunice, who she had told her to stay and rest, was gone, and only Cynthia was left with her back to her.

Betty was startled, and raised her head worriedly, searching for Eunice.

One arm lost the ability to move, as if nothing had happened to Eunice, she held the staff in the other hand, looked around, then avoided Betty's sight, and strode towards Cammy Walking over there, her little face was even paler against the blood-soaked red robe.

Camille avoided the other witches and ran behind the giant spider. She was short and carefully avoided the spider webs. She was only two or three meters away from the giant spider, and the spider didn't even notice her. exist.

There are quite a few corpses wrapped in spider silk under their feet. Judging from the blood stained red on their spider silk, almost all of them have just died. These are the prey that giant spiders have not had time to enjoy in the future.

Camille looked down at the corpse for a while, then tilted her head. She took out a dagger, and before she could make another move, she was suddenly hit hard on the head.

She subconsciously covered the painful place, and her gray eyes became moist in an instant.

"I said, don't let Betty see this." Eunice stared at Camille coldly with a dark face, "I haven't settled with you for that monster last time."

After that time, Betty was angry with her for a long time, and it was obvious that she was not the one who kept the monsters, Eunice rolled her eyes at Camille, "Did I tell you not to study this kind of garbage. "

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the skeleton mouse standing between her and Camille as if protecting its master, sneered disdainfully, and crushed it with her feet, "It's vulnerable."

Camille trembled, and said aggrievedly: "I want to protect Sister Betty."

"Betty doesn't need your protection." Eunice pushed Camille away and said fiercely, "Go away."

Camille was pushed and almost fell into the spider web, a flash of anger flashed across her face, she shrank back with a straight face, staring at Eunice coldly, like a poisonous snake spitting out bright red letters.

The movement on their side has already attracted the attention of the giant spider. The spider got rid of the gray fox, turned around and tried to find the figures of Eunice and Camille in its webs, and Eunice stared at the body exposed by the giant spider. Belly, eyes narrowed slightly, the tip of the tongue poked out to lick his lips, and the smile was a bit sinister.

The staff she had been holding in her hand suddenly emitted a faint black air, and the cold air made the surrounding temperature drop suddenly. Camille folded her arms and stared at Eunice with gradually complicated eyes.

This man is... a genius of their Anderson family.

The dark aura that was completely different from itself made the giant spider vigilant. It turned around and stabbed the direction of the dark aura with its sharp forelimbs.

The dark aura of the giant spider covered the dark power released by Eunice. Chelsea and Betty didn't know what happened. When they saw the giant spider turn around, they thought it was the fox's involvement.

The elves standing on the top of the tree looked at the giant spider that suddenly ran away, all showing surprise on their faces. The elves are very sensitive to breath, especially this kind of dark breath that disgusts them.

"...Is there any blood race?" A younger elf asked blankly.

Polly shook her head, "The dark breath of the blood race is not like this."

Olivia, who had been focusing on Cynthia, glanced at the giant spider and said indifferently, "It's a witch."

"Witch?"

The young elves looked at each other, didn't witches use witchcraft?

Only Poli, who was a little older, nodded half-understanding, "A witch... After all, she is a branch of Simmore's line."

With Simmore's blood, it doesn't seem to be a strange thing for someone to choose to contact the power of darkness.

After all, their ancestors did even more bizarre things.

Olivia glanced at Cynthia again, then turned around and said lightly, "Let's go."

Polly asked in surprise: "Don't you want to continue watching?"

"No need." Olivia lowered her eyes and said softly, "It's over."

As soon as her words fell, before Polly could reply, a burst of dazzling white light exploded in the forest, the darkness was swallowed up, and a white flame with golden light appeared out of thin air above the head of the giant spider, and then landed, a height of more than ten meters. The flames instantly engulfed the spider.

The flame came suddenly, and the scorching temperature made Chelsea, Betty and the others have no time to think about what it was, so they hurriedly turned and ran out of the flame.

"...It's Cynthia." Betty ran outside the flame, her eyes sparkled, and said excitedly: "This flame must have been used by her."

She said that she wanted to find where Cynthia was, but the white light was too dazzling, and her eyes were sore after searching for a while, so she had to give up.

The power of light is the natural enemy of the power of darkness. Eunice was very close to the giant spider and fell into the range of the flames. But she was a little lucky that Cynthia was chanting the spell not far from her, so she They were quickly evacuated to a safe place.

Eunice put away her staff, covered her chest and opened her mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, the dark breath wrapped around her wrist was quite tired.

Camille ran out with Eunice, and the skeleton rats she summoned were all caught in the flames and burned to ashes, which made her aggrieved, staring at the silver-haired protoss shrouded in white light, complained: "I hate this man .”

Eunice gave her a sideways look and hit her, "You think she likes you?"

She sneered, "Stay away from her, don't provoke her."

Eunice raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, stared at Cynthia's back, looked at her seriously for the first time, and said thoughtfully, "This protoss is a bit strong."

However, the power of light... Eunice stared down at her burned hand with deep eyes.

The Bright Flame Technique used by Cynthia was researched with the help of the principle of the Great Flame Technique of the elves. The memory explored from Olivia gave Cynthia a lot of inspiration. She originally wanted to find some time to sort it out slowly. But this time the situation was critical, and her flimsy little flame alone couldn't deal with the giant spider.

Although the time was running short, fortunately the power of this new spell was enough to satisfy her.

Cynthia raised her eyes to stare at the giant spider struggling in the bright flames, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her golden eyes were extraordinarily bright reflecting the flames.

After the flame gradually weakened, Chelsea and Betty finally found Cynthia. Betty put away her staff and ran over to grab Cynthia's sleeve, asking excitedly, "This spell is so powerful, Cynthia."

"Did you research it yourself?"

Seeing the scratches on Betty's face, Cynthia raised her hand to help her heal, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Queen Olivia, she gave me inspiration."

Although strictly speaking, she should have "stolen" the inspiration, Cynthia touched her nose.

Betty knew that Cynthia had a good relationship with the elves, but she didn't know that she had met Queen Olivia alone. She said in surprise, "Has your dream come true? Cynthia."

Cynthia looked at her suspiciously.

"Didn't you say that you wanted to be friends with Queen Olivia?" Betty still remembered that Cynthia said that she wanted to see Olivia again, and she asked expectantly: "Then you are friends now Is it?"

Are you a friend?Cynthia blinked, and said cheekily: "It's a friend."

When Olivia is not angry, they get along very harmoniously and happily.

While the two of them were talking, the giant spider couldn't resist the power of the flames and fell to the ground. Nearly half of its body was burned, and only two-thirds of the hard carapace on its back remained.

Cynthia looked up at the corpse of the giant spider, which was still huge even though it was half burned, with her fingers resting on her chin, looking thoughtful, her long silver hair fluttering in a graceful arc under the breeze.

"What are you thinking?" Betty asked curiously seeing Cynthia staring at the spider's body in a daze.

Cynthia pondered and said, "I wonder if there is anything useful about this spider's corpse."

For example, its forelimbs, its carapace, its spider silk... Can't such things be used as materials for witchcraft?When Cynthia looked through the books on witchcraft, she saw that many of the above materials were also taken from some animals.

With that in mind, she turned to look at Chelsea.

Chelsea received Cynthia's gaze and frowned slightly, "I have never seen materials taken from this kind of spider."

"Not seeing it doesn't mean it's useless." Cynthia thought for a while, then reached out to Chelsea, "Give me a dagger."

Chelsea took out a dagger to her, and seeing her walking towards the giant spider's body, she froze for a second and ran after her.

Betty looked at the backs of the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and instead of going with them, turned around to look for the injured Eunice.

The giant spider's carapace is very hard. Cynthia can only cut it by incorporating the power of light into the dagger. She cut off a piece of carapace and observed it for a while, then said unexpectedly: "This carapace is empty."

Chelsea looked puzzled, "What's empty?"

Cynthia thought about it for a while, and then said another way, "There are no elements in this shell."

Chelsea took the carapace over and asked in a daze, "How do you know?"

In her eyes, this is an ordinary shell.

"I saw it." It was because Cynthia felt a little out of place when she saw the spider's body just now, so she ran over to check it out.

There are different elements in all things in this world. Except for the shell, this spider is covered with dark elements.

Chelsea: "..."

As if meeting Cynthia for the first time, she looked her up and down, and said slowly, "Who are you?"

Both belong to the protoss, and Sarah is much more normal.

Sarah fits the rumored image of the protoss who has been hunted down by the blood clan. Although she is very mysterious, she is unknown and has no sense of existence.

Like Cynthia... Chelsea no longer knows what words to use to describe her.

Cynthia was taken aback by Chelsea's questioning, and then said amusedly, "I'm a protoss."

She grabbed a lock of her silver hair to show Chelsea.

Chelsea stared at her for a while, then looked back silently. She turned her head to look at Sarah who was following Betty to bandage the wounds of the witches. Sarah's silver hair was very eye-catching in the dark.

Forget it, maybe Sarah is more "off the charts."

She may be too ordinary.

A battle with a giant spider severely injured the small group of witches, but fortunately, Cynthia was there, and her power of light quickly stabilized the injuries of the witches.

Sarah has never been able to find the trick to the practice of the bright flame, but she accidentally used the power of light to heal the wound. She quickly mastered the method, and the healing effect is getting better and better.

Finally being able to help made Sarah's uneasy heart calm down a lot. Although she didn't sleep all night and was frightened a lot, she was full of energy and took care of the witches by herself.

Seeing that she was very interested, Cynthia simply handed everything over to her. She found an open space to sit and rest by herself, and studied the carapace she had cut from the giant spider by the way.

The sky had become brighter, and after the death of the giant spider, the smaller spiders also perished in the flames. The forest became a mess, and the trees where the flames existed were all burned to ashes.

The morning sun rises slowly into the sky, and the warm sunlight drives away the mist in the forest. A gentle breeze blows by, and the scorched land becomes soft again. Small saplings emerge from the ground and slowly grow into towering trees. The branches came back to life, the dead body of the spider was buried in the loess, green vines wrapped around the branches, and clusters of brightly colored flowers bloomed.

The refreshing fragrance floated into Cynthia's nostrils. She put down the carapace in her hand and turned her head slightly. Her eyes were full of fresh green. Before she could be surprised, a gust of wind blew away the flowers on the vines, and the petals fluttered down one after another. A thick tapestry was spread on the ground, which was so beautiful.

This may be the most beautiful scenery Cynthia has seen since she came to this world.

The vines emerged from the forest and wrapped around Cynthia's arms. Cynthia looked down, then raised her eyes slightly, and the familiar bridge appeared in front of her eyes.

She stood up with the strength of the vines, and several vines came out from the ground and wrapped around her waist, directly leading her to jump to the top of the bridge.

The white mist began to diffuse, ruthlessly covering the bridge and the scenery in the forest without revealing half of it.

Cynthia had only had the experience of being thrown down by Olivia, and it was a novelty for her to be sent up by the vines without having to climb the long stairs. She watched the vines leave her body, and then looked up, just in line with Olivia out of sight.

Those pale green eyes surprised her, she didn't know which one was more beautiful than what she had just seen.

Cynthia took a step back slightly, holding the vine back with her palms, and her golden eyes, which were usually smiling, were unknowingly mixed with concentration, and her gaze fell on Olivia's body for a long time.

Olivia waited for a while, but did not see Cynthia speak. She frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Is the reception not good this time?"

She picked up the nectar that had already been poured on the table and toasted Cynthia, with a faint smile on her lips, "Congratulations, the bright flame technique is very powerful."

Olivia would look very cold and arrogant when she had a straight face, but her brows and eyes would become brighter when she was irritated. Cynthia thought that Olivia like this was enough to be called the number one beauty in Staru Continent.

But I didn't expect that she just smiled so lightly, the sky was full, and the morning glow lost its color behind her.

Olivia raised her hand for a while without receiving a response, causing the smile on her lips to shrink slightly, "Cynthia?"

Cynthia retracted her drifting thoughts, and the corner of her mouth raised a beautiful arc. She reached out to take the nectar, and jokingly said, "It's not as powerful as Her Majesty's smile."

Olivia: "..."

Her changes in this person can't last for too long.