Step. Step.
Isaac suddenly came to a stop, his eyes on the barricade made by policemen. There were a bit more than a dozen people filming the battle that was going on behind the policemen.
A small group of agents were fighting against a huge Skull Spider outside a black gate. It was the most grotesque and unsettling monster Isaac had ever laid his eyes on, and those agents weren’t fighting against that thing, they were struggling to even keep up.
This was the trick about battles: to those weaker, it looked intense, but to a stronger man, he had already spotted the winner and the loser. He had seen what a few minutes would soon reveal—
The death of not just those agents but the policemen and those ignorant people who were filming for content to post online instead of fleeing for their lives.
Well, the content would surely go online, but it would be about their horrible death. He stood there, a good distance away from the crowd, scrutinizing the spider.
Normally, a spider’s weak point was its soft body, but this one’s body looked like a human skull. Its Defence Factor was probably its highest trait.
That was the main reason those agents were struggling.
"Won’t you kill it? Someone will die if you don’t take action," Neila’s voice rang.
"We just emerged from a dungeon, Neila," he replied.
"Oh yes, our first encounter with another spider god, and I had to fight him off and keep you alive. I’ve never seen you so scared." She giggled.
Isaac exhaled. "I wasn’t scared. That spider god we saw isn’t the real one. I saw the apocalypse it could cause, spiders crawling a desert wasteland. I saw... you know what? I’m confused, I’m tired, and I don’t feel like fighting right now. You know, I’ve been thinking, why hasn’t Percival returned?"
He sighed. "Is he enjoying the sea world that much? He’s probably charming those mermaids with his quiet, mysterious attitude. Tsk! All I’ve got is you, and my luck has only gone downhill."
Neila scoffed. "Who knows? Maybe you’re just a sweet vessel for every spider god. We all just want a juicy chunk of your soul. And as for that friend of yours, maybe he’s sinking to the bottom of the ocean right now."
She appeared beside him. "Haven’t you told me about that? Your friend is probably dead. Maybe that’s why he isn’t back, and you’ll be too if you refuse to kill that thing and grow as fast as you can."
"Percival... dead? That’s impossible," Isaac said as he turned to face the Skull Spider. He picked up a manhole lid, attached a web string to it, and spun it several times before releasing it.
The manhole made a neat vertical curve, carving a sharp line through a building before it struck the Skull Spider.
It staggered and crashed into the other building, bleeding profusely.
"That should be enough. They can handle it from here. You naturally have a bad mouth, but nothing you’ve said has ever worked. You thought Godfrey would lose, and you ended up being shocked into silence. Percival is the same, there’s no way he’s dead."
***
In the depths of an ocean, a young man sank, blood rising from the holes in his chest. He could still see, although his vision was now a far cry from what it used to be.
His organs were shutting down.


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