Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users-Chapter 155: All Units—Alpha And Beta Included—Engage!!!!

The Spider Lord didn’t move.

But inside, his thoughts churned faster than ever.

His scouts had gone out.

But they don’t see anything or hear anything.

No sounds.

No contact.

No ripple in the detection web.

The mana field—the one he’d spent decades weaving through every stone and tunnel—was failing him. Or worse... being tricked.

He clicked once, his mandibles twitching with unease.

Still no feedback.

No change.

But his instincts wouldn’t settle.

He wasn’t just guessing now. He knew.

There were intruders deeper in the nest than anything he could track.

And somehow, they hadn’t triggered his defenses.

Not directly.

Only through the slight, unnatural fluctuations in the mana density, like pressure changes in a sealed jar. Something was displacing the air.

But leaving no footprint.

And that was terrifying.

Because if he couldn’t see them, and his scouts couldn’t sense them...

Then he was blind.

He was blind in his own nest.

And this is something he cannot fathom or swallow, as he had always prided himself on the ability to have his eyes and ears all over the nest, which his ancestors could not do.

But none of this mattered as he lost to these bipedals who seemed to have ways to avoid his scouts and his magic threads.

He didn’t know how, but he knew why.

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Waiting.

Planning.

And suddenly, his silence didn’t feel like control.

It felt like he was the one being watched.

His limbs twitched again.

Not because he wanted to attack.

But he had no idea where to strike.

Meanwhile, deeper inside the cave...

Liliana crouched behind a jagged rock formation, her eyes scanning the clearing just beyond.

She hadn’t said anything for almost five minutes.

Not because there was nothing to say.

But because the sight in front of her made her pause.

Spiders.

Hundreds of them.

Maybe thousands.

All spread across the wide, uneven floor of the chamber up ahead.

They weren’t moving.

They weren’t attacking.

They were just... waiting.

Every tunnel.

Every crack in the wall.

Every natural hole that looked like it might lead somewhere deeper—

Filled.

Covered in legs, eyes, and twitching mandibles.

Most were small—barely the size of a dog.

But a few?

The size of transport vehicles.

And all of them were facing inward.

Toward the center of the chamber.

Toward where the Alpha and Beta teams were likely pinned.

Liliana didn’t blink.

Behind her, the rest of her unit crouched low, suits still active, mana suppression holding steady.

No one made a sound.

A short buzz vibrated against her wrist, tight, controlled.

It was the commander of the special ops unit following Beta’s trail.

He had just reached his position, hidden under a ridge looking down into the same massive chamber from the opposite side.

His voice came through the silent line, hushed and controlled.

"Commander. This isn’t normal. We’re seeing the same thing. Every exit is sealed. Every fallback path is blocked."

Liliana responded without turning her head. Her voice was flat. Calm.

"They’re not random monsters. They’re waiting for something, or guarding this place until the thing behind them orders to attack."

"Do we call for backup?"

The ops commander’s tone wasn’t panicked, but it was tense.

He wasn’t even used to seeing this kind of setup.

Liliana narrowed her eyes, watching the pattern.

"They’re positioned defensively. That means they’re waiting for us to make the first move."

A pause.

"Are we going to?"

Liliana finally replied, "No reinforcements. Not yet."

"But—"

"They’re mostly low-tier," she added. "Black Iron. Bronze at best. The numbers are high, but the quality isn’t."

The ops commander didn’t reply right away.

Liliana continued, "I’ve counted at least thirty percent of them clustered near the Alpha and Beta team trails. That’s where we’ll cause the most disruption."

"How do you want to proceed?"

She lifted her hand and pointed toward a cluster near one of the walls—spiders layered three deep along a wide passage.

"Prep concussive charges. Class 2s. Set them to mana-reactive mode only."

"You want to use grenades?"

"Not normal ones. These are tuned to only react to living mana signatures. The blast won’t damage the cave."

"That’ll still only take out the low ranks, and this will make sure that none of the members from the alpha and beta teams are harmed."

"That’s all we need it to do."

Liliana’s voice didn’t rise. It didn’t waver.

"We clear the weak ones first. Create a gap. The moment it opens, we strike hard with range. Any mid-ranks get sniped. If anything higher shows up, we hit it together."

"And Alpha and Beta?"

"We’ll signal them to start from the inside. Create pressure from both sides."

"Understood."

The line went silent.

Liliana lowered her wrist.

Then raised two fingers in a short signal to the others.

Move.

Two of her soldiers pulled short-barreled launchers from their packs—specially designed to fire mana-reactive explosives.

They adjusted settings silently, activating the magnetic seals and tuning the grenades to pulse only at targets with low-tier mana.

This wasn’t reckless.

This was precise.

Liliana waited until all indicators blinked green.

Then whispered, "Fire."

Four silent pops—barely more than clicks.

The grenades didn’t explode on impact.

They embedded into the cave floor, stuck between cracks and web layers.

Then pulsed once.

Twice.

Then—

Boom.

But it wasn’t loud.

Not in the way normal explosions were.

It was like the mana snapped inward, then out again.

Like someone had clapped reality between their hands and let it rebound.

The effect was instant.

Dozens of the Black Iron spiders near the outer rim went rigid, their legs curling as their cores collapsed from the sudden pulse.

No shrapnel.

No fire.

Just clean mana disruption.

A dozen more twitched and scuttled, falling over as the shockwave stripped their instincts and left them stunned.

That’s when the second volley hit.

Charged arrows from the special ops flank.

Plasma-tipped javelins from Liliana’s unit.

Sniper-grade bursts tuned to Platinum-thread frequencies.

In less than ten seconds, the entire front layer of the monster formation broke apart.

And the bigger ones?

They finally moved.

Shrieking.

Not in pain.

But in command.

The whole chamber shifted.

Like a living hive waking up.

Liliana activated her shortblade, mana flickering along the edge.

Behind her, the rest of her team dropped into full stance, suits still pulsing gently against the cave air.

And just before the wave came?

She gave one more command.

"All units—Alpha and Beta included—engage."