The spider monsters that the three women had transformed into retreated into the darkness, and Chen Ke used Spiritual Vision to probe, but found nothing.
In an instant, a sticky web pounced from behind, toppling him to the ground, its strong adhesiveness impossible to break free from, and the soft rustling sounds of insect legs crawling echoed in his ears.
Chen Ke looked up as three naked women reached out with their hands, grabbing onto his arms and abdomen, their mouths gaping wide as they vomited a disgusting white liquid.
The liquid gave off a sweet scent, but was as thick as paste, adhering to the armor and quickly forming a white film, wrapping Chen Ke up like a sticky rice dumpling.
Chen Ke's armor began to heat up, filling the air with the scent of rust, and the white filmy layer on the armor quickly turned yellow and brittle from the high heat. The spider, originally using all six hands, immediately threw Chen Ke to the floor.
"Bang!"
Chen Ke self-destructed.