Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 379 - 253: Black Spider, Absolutely Gorgeous, Her in the Illusion Realm
The sky was overcast, the city a chaotic mess. Pairs of hungry, restless eyes stared intently at the group of newcomers.
Unconcealed, greedy eyes raked over An Jin and the others from head to toe. They saw the newcomers were dressed in fine, woven clothes, the leather pouches at their waists bulging.
The refugees’ eyes immediately grew redder with avarice.
"HISS~" Mi Yin reached out to shield An Jin behind him. His eyes narrowed, and his sharp, serpentine pupils swept coldly over the crowd.
He didn’t have a single beast marking on his body, yet his cold, dangerous aura made the refugees tremble. Someone in the crowd stumbled and fell. One by one, they lowered their gaunt, filthy heads, trying to disappear into the shadows.
An Jin looked up at the gloomy, gray sky. She held her palm open to the air, her mood suddenly growing heavy. "It looks like it’s going to rain..."
A cool sensation touched her palm.
’How strange. This is a semi-arid wasteland. It’s odd to see signs of rain in the middle of the hot season.’
Ling Hong took her hand, his tall frame shielding her from the cold draft. He took off his own cloak and draped it over her shoulders. "The climate here is different from back home. You’re not as strong as we are, so you need to be careful. If you get sick now, we won’t be able to get you to a Witch Doctor in time."
"Ahem, I’m not that delicate. You guys think all females are so fragile—Achoo!" As she spoke, a harsh gust of wind shot through her clothes, forcing a sneeze out of her.
’Well, this is awkward.’ An Jin blushed and rubbed her nose, feeling another sneeze coming on.
’I guess I’m really not used to this place.’
A smile touched Ling Hong’s usually stern, cold face.
Mi Yin glanced over at her, the corners of his lips curving up. He casually pulled off his own cloak and draped it over her as well.
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The King’s palace in the center of the city was in a state of utter ruin, like a desolate, abandoned site.
Countless bodies and bones were piled haphazardly in the crevices of the rubble. Messy white cobwebs were everywhere, and from time to time, pitch-black slave insects crawled through the cracks in the stones, leaving faint trails.
The King Beast Plague Slave was enjoying his delectable lunch, as usual. Hidden in the palace were newly captured females. Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, he would go and mate with them to reproduce.
"King! Y-You... the ones you sent out have returned with the female you wanted! Please, take a look!" a Beastman’s voice called out from outside the door, trembling with immense fear.
A man’s pale, wicked face emerged from the darkness. He had long black hair, and below it, a bare chest.
"Oh? I hope I won’t be disappointed. I hope she’s a female with strong enough fertility."
As the bone-chilling voice grew clearer, the man’s figure finally emerged fully from the darkness.
A bizarre scene unfolded. Below his waist was an enormous black spider’s body. Eight terrifyingly long, slender legs supported his torso, making him appear suspended in the air. He stood three to four meters tall and was seven to eight meters long, his entire body covered in pitch-black hairs.
The Plague Slave’s mouth still held a half-chewed piece of human flesh and bone. Blood splattered onto the ground. DRIP. DRIP.
A foul, fetid stench filled the air.
"AHH!" the reporting Beastman screamed, collapsing to his knees with a THUD. His pupils trembled violently with fear. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The colossal, mountain-like black spider body arched upward. Then, a cluster of spinnerets at the rear of its abdomen ejected a massive stream of silk, instantly enveloping the fleeing, screaming Beastman in a white cocoon.
"HISS—" The giant black spider scuttled along its web, arriving before the cocoon in an instant. Its hairy chelicerae seized the white bundle, ready to devour it.
But at that moment, the dilapidated stone door made a CRACKLING sound.
Before the Plague Slave could react, a massive black-and-red figure lunged at him. A sharp pain shot through his body, and his abdomen instinctively convulsed, spewing more venomous silk threads in an attempt to ensnare and kill the enemy who had ambushed him.
"What is this thing? How dare you ambush me!" the Plague Slave howled in fury.
Countless venomous threads shot toward the Snake Beast before him.
Mi Yin gave a cold smirk. A searing light erupted from his fingertips, instantly shooting out in all directions and incinerating the dense webbing around him in a flash.
’He’s a King Beast too!’
The Plague Slave stared intently at the Snake Beast, utterly horrified. His eight long legs shifted restlessly on the rubble-strewn ground.
"You’re a Wandering Beast too? Are you here to take my territory? I’m willing to give you half of this city." Faced with a powerful, unexpected rival—one who was also an infamous Wandering Beast just like himself—the Plague Slave’s first thought was of a territorial dispute.
