When Little Spider returned, her size had further grown. Her amethyst-like spider legs stepped on the void, leaving behind Void Rifts with every move.
Her features became even more delicate, perfect. Her silver-white hair cascaded down to her waist, and the pattern of the Silver Sun on her blindfold blazed fiercely. Even though she retained her young girl's appearance, she now exuded a nobility and majesty.
At this moment, as she reached adulthood, her appearance had also grown to the ultimate extent. No words like "stunning beauty" could describe her; even the Dream of the Crimson Moon paled in comparison. She was a delicately crafted being beyond the realm of fantasy.
Only the Eye of Truth could anchor such perfection!
"So beautiful!"
Even Gary Smith clicked his tongue in wonder, feeling a surge of pride.
After all, this was the chick he had raised from hatching, now blossoming like a graceful jade.
The Dream Eater Cult would have closed its eyes in death!