Chapter 102: This Thing Doesn’t Work on Me!

"Little Beard, weren't you so smug when you were chasing me? Why can't you even speak now?"

On the second floor of the internet cafe, amidst the shattered walls.

The nearly unscathed human-faced spider stood tall, exuding arrogance.

The bearded man sat in the corner, one hand propped on a cracked machete, covered in blood.

Yes, his intuition was correct—this Out-of-Control's strength had indeed reached the Soldier Rank.

The difference between the Apprentice Rank and the Soldier Rank was just one level, but it was a chasm-like gap.

The bearded man struggled to lift his head, his mind foggy, the pain in his body nearly consuming him. In his blood-red vision, the Out-of-Control's smug and insane face was clearly reflected.

This person had originally been a normal revived individual, awakening the ability to control spiders and make them grow to enormous sizes. But this person refused to join the Demon Slayer Division, so he could only have someone keep an eye on him.

Then, one day, the informant who reported to him daily disappeared.

When he tracked him down, he found that the revived individual had turned into a spider monster, and the informant he had sent was scattered across the living room in pieces, some of which were inside the spider monster's stomach.

Such spider monsters had a unique name among the Demon Slayer Division's leadership—Aberrant Out-of-Controls.

These special Out-of-Controls began to appear gradually after the nationwide shocking "Black Coffin Soaring" revival incident in Changbai Mountain three years ago. There wasn't enough evidence yet to prove a connection between the two, but it was almost certain.

Currently, the Demon Slayer Division's understanding of revival events was still too shallow.

Even the initial "Kunlun Immortal Palace" from ten years ago hadn't been fully researched.

They had only obtained the breathing technique—the "Primordial Return Technique"—from a stone tablet beneath the thousand steps outside the Immortal Palace.

And it had taken a full ten years to decipher this breathing technique!

"If it were two days ago, you might have wiped out my Tianfu District Demon Slayer Division in one go!"

"What?" The human-faced spider narrowed its eyes at the bearded man.

The man in front of him was hanging his head, already at the end of his rope.

But a smile spread across his unshaven face.

The bearded man stood up, trembling as he raised his hand. The human-faced spider, fearing something might happen, shot out like a cannonball, its sharp spider leg slashing upward, and an arm flew off diagonally.

"Hahaha!" The bearded man laughed as the human-faced spider approached.

His right hand, which had been tucked in his pocket, suddenly shot out, and a blood-stained talisman was slapped onto the human-faced spider.

His lips moved: "Boom!"

The air was silent for a moment.

Nothing happened.

The human-faced spider twitched its mouth, raised a claw to pull the talisman off its forehead, and threw it to the ground. With one leg, it swept the bearded man to the ground, its smile becoming even more menacing: "Boom what? What the hell are you pretending for?!"

The bearded man stared at the talisman on the ground, dumbfounded.

Could it be that Chen Huaian's talisman was fake?

That shouldn't be—the righteous aura on the talisman couldn't be faked!

But when he clearly saw the front of the talisman, his heart sank. The righteous aura on the talisman had disappeared at some point?

"I'm asking you, Little Beard, what the hell are you pretending for?"

The human-faced spider taunted as it slapped the bearded man's face.

When the bearded man had pulled out the talisman, it had really panicked for a moment, thinking it was some kind of trump card.

But what happened?

Wasn't this just a joke?

Thinking back to the days when the bearded man had chased him, the human-faced spider's resentment grew even stronger.

Letting the bearded man die like this would be too merciful.

It sneered: "How should I torture you? Maybe wrap you up in spider silk, leaving only your head exposed, then inject digestive fluid from the soles of your feet, letting your body be digested bit by bit while you watch me eat you alive! How delightful, hehehe!"

Suddenly, a faint breathing sound came from behind—very close!

The human-faced spider's scalp tingled, and it turned its head sharply.

It found that, at some point, a ridiculously handsome young man with a buzz cut had appeared behind it.

The two were less than two meters apart.

The young man held a talisman in his hand, exactly like the one the bearded man had just used.

"Who are you?" The human-faced spider stared at Chen Huaian, its eyes filled with vigilance.

It had no idea how this person had appeared behind it.

Had it been so focused on the bearded man that it had lowered its guard?

Chen Huaian glanced at the human-faced spider, saying nothing, just inching closer to stick the talisman on it.

The human-faced spider took half a step back, staring at the talisman, and sneered: "You don't actually think this piece of junk would work on me, do you?"

Chen Huaian took another step closer with the talisman: "So what? If you don't believe it, why not try it?"

"You think I wouldn't dare?"

"I think you wouldn't dare."

"Heh, I'll slap it on right now!"

"Then do it!"

Chen Huaian shouted, his neck stiff: "Do it—!!!"

The human-faced spider raised a claw to grab the talisman but suddenly stopped.

"Kid, you think I'm stupid?"

Its face twisted into a ferocious grin, its crimson eyes flashing with insight: "If I'm not mistaken, as soon as this talisman is slapped on, thick smoke will immediately appear, like a smoke bomb. Once my eyes are blinded, you'll take the chance to rescue that bearded man!"

Chen Huaian said nothing.

He just poked the human-faced spider in the face with a clothes hanger.

Then he turned around, lay down, rolled under the table, tucked his legs in, grabbed a chair cushion to shield himself, and covered his ears…

'Bearded man, good luck.'

He sighed silently.

Light, thunder, and fire erupted before the human-faced spider's eyes.

The searing heat spread rapidly from its scalp to its entire body.

Boom—!

The entire second floor was pierced by a blinding white light!

After the explosion, the second floor was almost completely collapsed.

A palm-sized spider, its body smoking and charred, scrambled desperately toward the internet cafe's entrance.

"Run, I have to run!"

"That old bastard's talisman was actually real!"

"How could there be a talisman with such destructive power? Could it be related to the breathing technique the Demon Slayer Division deciphered?"

The spider's mind was in chaos.

It had countless unanswered questions.

But one thing was certain.

Only by running could it survive!

It darted past overturned computer desks, dodged bricks falling from the second floor, and leaped over burning keyboards…

With a single leap, it soared dozens of meters toward the door.

Suddenly, a girl appeared in front of the door.

That was fine—it wouldn't stop it from running.

But then, the girl slapped something onto the door.

The moment the spider saw what it was, its six eyes widened in horror.

"No, damn it—!"

Boom—!

Another flash of lightning.

Chen Huaian, huddled under the table, closed his eyes in pity.

In his pocket, a notification popped up on the game interface of his phone.

[Spider Demon slain. Rewards obtained: Demon Cultivator Fragment x1, Spider Silk Soft Armor x1 (delivered)]

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