Villain Hiring: Help! Author Wants Me Dead-Chapter 47: *Bonus Chapter*

For a brief moment, nothing happened.

Then—

A chilling sensation crawled up my arms as a pale, almost liquid-like energy oozed from my fingertips. It didn’t drip. It didn’t spill. It just existed, a strange, eerie glow clinging to my skin.

It felt… wrong.

Like something wasn’t supposed to be here.

I shivered but clenched my fists. Focus. No time for hesitation.

Ahead, I saw the first spider—just as ugly as before. Its body was hunched, its legs twitching erratically. Mindless. Weak.

Perfect.

I lunged.

The first one died too easily.

I barely touched it before the liquid coating my fingers sank into its body, spreading like rot through the veins of a leaf. The thing convulsed, its body shrivelling from the inside out, and in the next instant—

It was gone.

Nothing remained. Not even a corpse.

I staggered, a strange warmth flooding my chest. The sensation wasn’t painful, but it was… off. My limbs felt lighter. My head was clearer.

It worked.

I grinned. "Alright, let’s keep going."

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Two more. Five more. Ten.

They rushed at me, fangs gnashing, bodies twitching. Some were fast, others sluggish, but none of them lasted long. As soon as I touched them, Gluttony did the rest.

But with every kill, my body ached more.

The first burn hit my forearm.

I gasped, stumbling back as a searing pain burst across my skin. A sharp hiss filled the air, and I looked down to see my arm smoking—the remnants of some acidic saliva eating through my sleeve.

Shit!

I barely dodged the next attack. Another spider, this one quicker, had spat something my way.

The green liquid sizzled against the ground where I had just been standing, leaving deep scorch marks in the dirt.

I clenched my jaw.

They’re getting smarter.

Another came at me from the side. I ducked, rolling away just as a barbed leg slammed into the ground where my head had been.

Dirt flew everywhere. I barely had time to process before another one lunged.

I threw my hand out in instinct—Gluttony flared—

And then the spider was gone.

The sudden absorption dizzying me, and I stumbled.

Pain flared in my side as another one caught me off guard. Its sharp fangs tore into my waist before I managed to slam my elbow into its face, knocking it away.

I staggered, panting.

Shit, shit, shit!

There were too many.

My breath came in ragged gasps. My body felt heavier now, the weight of each absorbed soul pressing against my chest. My veins burned with energy that I didn’t quite understand.

But it wasn’t enough.

The spiders weren’t just attacking randomly anymore.

They were coordinating.

I took down another two, but the rest started circling. Some stayed just out of reach, waiting, watching. Others pressed in from the sides, keeping me from escaping.

They’re learning how I fight.

Then—

Six of them jumped me at once.

I had no time to react.

One sank its fangs into my shoulder. Another tore into my leg. A third wrapped its spindly legs around my arm, pinning it.

Shit—!

I tried to move, to fight back, but—

I couldn’t.

More weight piled on. My body screamed in pain, my vision blurring from the acid still eating into my skin.

And then—

I heard it.

A slow, deliberate clicking sound.

Not from these weaklings.

No.

From behind me.

The Scaled Spider.

Waiting.

Watching.

I barely turned my head.

Eight gleaming red eyes stared back at me, unblinking.

I froze.

That was when I realized—

I was fucked.

I was so going to die.

The spiders pressed down on me, their hairy, black legs digging into my flesh, fangs snapping inches from my face.

The Scaled Spider’s red eyes gleamed through the suffocating darkness, unblinking, patient.

It had waited for this. It knew.

Cold sweat rolled down my back as panic surged through my chest.

My breath came in sharp, ragged gasps and my body burned from the countless wounds and acid still sizzling against my skin.

I was trapped. Outnumbered. Cornered.

I clenched my fists. No, not yet. Not like this.

I refused to die here.

That was when my fingers brushed against something inside the space ring.

Something small. Hard. Familiar.

A Mana Bomb.

My heart jumped.

There was still one left?

My hands trembled as I grasped the cold, smooth orb, barely the size of my palm. Our last resort.

The same thing I had used before–

I sucked in a breath, mind racing. The moment the bomb left the ring, it would start ticking.

No time to hesitate.

No time to think.

I yanked it out and threw it.

A sharp hum filled the air as the bomb detonated instantly.

The world erupted in a flash of blinding blue light.

I barely registered the force slamming into me before I was swallowed whole by the explosion.

For a fraction of a second—everything was silent.

Then—

A deafening roar.

The shockwave tore through the air, sending spiders screeching, their bodies must have burnt in an instant. The heat started to burn my skin as well, but I had already braced myself.

My last ace.

"Gluttony."

The moment the explosion hit me, I activated it.

That same eerie, pale blue liquid burst across my skin, spreading over me like a second layer. A cold sensation crawled up my arms, down my back, coating every inch of my wounds, sinking into my flesh.

For a moment, my world was a blur.

Smoke and Blood

When the dust settled, I staggered, barely standing.

Everything reeked.

The thick stench of burnt flesh clung to the air, mixed with the nauseating smell of black blood sizzling against the soil.

Eww.

I nearly gagged, my stomach twisting violently, but I swallowed down the vomit and forced myself to stay upright.

I was still alive.

But I wasn’t alone.

Through the fog of the blast, the glow of eight red eyes pierced through the smoke.

My stomach dropped.

That thing is still alive?!

The Scaled Spider.

Ughh

Its massive form loomed just beyond the wreckage, motionless, but very much intact. The explosion had stunned it, the blast burning its exoskeleton, but I could see it breathing.

And the moment it recovered—

It would come for me.

I didn’t wait.

Ignoring the pain tearing through my limbs, I turned and ran.

The ground beneath me was uneven, littered with charred corpses of the lesser spiders, their remains still smoldering.

My legs screamed in protest, but I pushed forward, weaving between broken roots and fallen trees.

Behind me, I could hear the Scaled Spider stir.

A slow, deliberate click.

Then another.

And another.

It was moving.

But not fast. Not yet.

The blast had weakened it.

I gritted my teeth and forced my legs to move faster. The pain in my side flared, my wounds bleeding freely, but I didn’t stop.

I had one goal.

Get to the hideout.

The Hollow Refuge

By the time I reached the small hollow beneath the tree roots, I was already on the verge of collapse.

I threw myself forward, nearly crashing into the cramped space, my hands scraping against rough bark as I shoved myself inside.

The moment my body hit the ground, I rolled onto my back, panting, drenched in sweat and blood.

I had made it.

I was safe.

The only saving grace?

The Scaled Spider was too big to fit inside.

I stared at the entrance, body trembling.

The massive black shadow loomed outside, its long, spindly legs clicking against the earth.

It had followed me.

Of course it had.

But as I had hoped—

It couldn’t reach me.

Its hulking form blocked the light, its red eyes gleaming with rage.

Letting out a deep, hollow screech, it slammed one of its massive legs against the entrance, but the tree roots held firm. The spider tried again—another sharp impact shook the ground—but it was useless.

The space was too small.

And just like that—

We were at a stalemate.

I let out a ragged breath, my entire body screaming in exhaustion. Every muscle ached. My hands shook.

My head felt light, like I was seconds away from passing out.

I had barely survived.

And now, I was trapped.

I turned my head slightly, glancing at Ma’s unconscious figure a few feet away.

She was still asleep. Still breathing. Still safe.

That was all that mattered.

I shut my eyes for a second, forcing my breathing to slow.

The Scaled Spider was still there. I could hear it pacing, the clicking of its legs methodical, calculating.

It wasn’t leaving.

It was waiting.

Smart bastard.

I exhaled.

This wasn’t over. Not even close.

I had escaped death once.

But if I didn’t figure something out soon…

It would be waiting for me.

And next time?

There would be no escape.

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