End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 A Monster

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A massive shadow swallowed the light, anel the instant everyone’s eyes made sense of the colossal shape before them, fear seized every single heart in that granary like an invisible fist closing tight!

It was an even larger mutant spider.

Its eight legs stretched out to a full 25 feet in span.

A hardened carapace covered its body, plated with scales that shimmered with an eerie, spectral glow. Vivid, elaborate patterns sprawled across its back in striking colors, and they were beautiful, but in this moment, beauty only meant one thing: danger.

Its massive, fur–covered legs were hard as forged iron, bristling with dense rows of razor–sharp barbs, and its glistening fangs threw off a cold, pale gleam as venom dripped from their tips.

It had descended from the ceiling in utter silence and hung suspended in the air like a phantom, perfectly still, doing absolutely nothing.

Time felt like it had frozen solid in that instant, and the pressure bearing down on them all was crushing and absolute.

Robin looked up at it without betraying a single flicker of emotion.

The vast shadow that had loomed at the center of the webbing was gone.

This was the apex predator of this entire territory, possessed of far greater power and far more lethal methods of attack.

Then, right at that moment, Robin caught an almost imperceptible sound drifting from somewhere in a nearby corner.

Her ear gave the faintest twitch.

A very small mouse was poking its head in and out of the shadows, nosing around with cautious little

movements.

That’s…

Robin’s eyes narrowed slightly.

She looked back at the spider, which had descended but shown no aggression whatsoever, and in one crystalline instant, everything clicked.

“Let’s move! Out, now!” she said, her voice dropped low, and she led Ella and the others straight toward the spider.

“Are you out of your mind?” someone from the Global Base behind them burst out.

This spider was clearly the true king of this nest, and now that the king had revealed itself, Robin wasn’t retreating or evading. She was walking right toward it with her people in tow.

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Chapter 338 A Monster

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Robin didn’t waste a single breath on an explanation. Behind her, Ella and the others followed without one moment’s hesitation.

The Redwood persome fell in behind them under Martin’s lead.

At the Tyrant Base, Rolf bit down on his teeth, and a sharp light flickered through his deep, calculating

eyes.

“We follow!” he said, and without waiting for Donald or the others to school their sour expressions, he fell in behind the Redwood Military Base.

The survivors from the other bases watched this unfold and exchanged stunned, bewildered looks. To every last one of them, what these people were doing looked no different from walking straight into their own graves.

“What absolute fools…” Jack muttered under his breath, though Robin’s display of raw power moments ago had rattled him far more than he’d ever admit.

Even so, he still had to say it. What she was doing right now was sheer foolishness.

But then, to everyone’s astonishment, the colossal spider watched Robin and her group pass directly beneath it and didn’t react in the slightest.

They walked out without incident. The moment everyone saw that, the rest of them could hold themselves back no longer and surged toward the exit in a frantic, desperate flood.

The cool night air swept past their ears, and only then did the reality of it all truly sink in. They’d actually made it out.

They’d survived. They’d actually, truly survived.

A crescent moon, thin as a scythe’s blade, hung in the night sky, tinged with a faint, bloody crimson that made it look deeply, disturbingly unnatural.

Having escaped that nightmarish den at long last, the iron–tight tension that’d wound through everyone’s nerves finally began to unravel.

Some of them wept. Some of them laughed. Most of them simply gave up entirely and collapsed to the ground, letting every bottled–up feeling pour out of them freely.

The area around them was nearly clear of zombies, and the spiders, in a strange and unnerving twist, had not pursued them out. After everything they’d endured, everyone was spent in body and spirit. The bases divided up their respective areas, settled into recovery, and not one person had the heart to investigate the remaining granary.

If that one turned out to be just like this one, they’d have no chance of surviving it at all.

So by unspoken, unanimous agreement, everyone chose to wait until morning and give themselves a proper rest for the night.

Then, just as the tension bled fully away and everyone sank into the relief of exhaustion, an unusual sound reached them.

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