Chapter 454 Adult with Terrible Taste
“What… what are these things?!”
Langston swallowed hard, his legs turning to
jelly.
“They’re my friends.”
Vivian said brightly. “Don’t you think they’re cute?”
‘Cute… cute?!”
Langston couldn’t believe his ears.
What kind of person used the word cute to describe spiders?!
Especially this many giant spiders.
Seeing his expression, Vivian pouted. “You don’t like my friends?”
‘No… of course not.”
Langston forced a smile so strained it looked painful. “How could I not? But, uh, I just have to ask–are hese things yours?
And… why do you even have them?”
What do you mean, ‘these things?‘
Vivian’s pout deepened. “I already told you, they’re my friends!”
Right, right. Friends… friends…”
Langston scrambled to agree. In all honesty, his first impression of the little girl had been genuinely adorable.
And now?
She’s not adorable in the slightest.
Terrifying was more like it.
‘Hmph!”
Vivian turned her nose up at him She had zero interest in talking to an adult with such terrible taste. Besides, her little spiders were obviously the cutest things alive–all fuzzy and wonderful Why are these people making those faces?
She would never understand grown–ups.
Cradling her enormous rabbit in one arm, she stood at the edge of the wall and cheered at the top of her
Chapter 454 Adult with Terrible Taste
lungs, “Go, little spiders! Go, little spiders! Beat those gross, scary monsters!”
Every person on the wall looked away, unable to watch.
In their professional opinion, everything down there was gross and scary.
With the spider army joining the fight, the remaining 1,000–odd zombies were no longer the elite squ problem alone.
At least, not if the squad members could get over the horror of fighting alongside building–sized
arachnids.
Purple light flared along the Violet Reaper’s blade as rippling waves of energy radiated outward.
Robin’s form blurred into a streak of light, and she closed with the water–type zombie in a vicious exchange.
In the space of a few heartbeats, they’d traded over a hundred blows.
As a Level 6 zombie, this creature’s mastery of water was nothing short of masterful
Most people assumed water–based abilities were gentle and nonthreatening, lacking real offensive powe In truth, water could be cold, viscous, and maddeningly evasive.
Whoosh!
The Violet Reaper slashed through the zombie’s torso, but the section it struck liquefied on contact, the body flowing around the blade like mercury and neutralizing the attack entirely.
This zombie was almost certainly the strongest of the three Level 6s.
Robin slashed again and again, the scythe trailing arcs of dark purple in its wake, but the zombie’s liquid form made every strike feel like cutting water.
And then, it counterattacked.
Hundreds of razor–sharp water arrows, each laced with a sickly green glow, shot toward Roba.
1 She weaved through the barrage with lightning reflexes, every dodge a hair’s breadth from disaster
She knew all too well that this zombie’s water arrows were nothing like a human elemental users.
The green glow on those projectiles was unmistakable–concentrated zombie venom
If even a single drop from those arrows pierced her flesh, there was a terrifyingly high chance she would contract the infection and find herself reduced to just another mindless rotting corpse in the swarm
This zombie was infuriatingly hard to kill.
It wasn’t just the ability and the raw power–the real problem was what lurked behind all three Level 6s. the intelligent zombie orchestrating the entire swarm.
She needed a plan.
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