Chapter 198: Demon face spider

I really didn't want to pay attention to this poker face, so I curled my lips helplessly and sighed.
Yura still looked at me with eyes full of interest, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, revealing a touch of joking.
The group of people stepped into the nineteenth floor one after another, and it was a dim cave with flashing phosphorescence, wet and hot.
On the feet, a few strands of thin white silk were stuck on it, which was a cobweb.
I stretched out my finger and pulled it, and found that the spider silk was very tough. I pulled it hard, and with a bang, the spider silk was pulled into two pieces by me. This tenacity is comparable to a string.
"This floor is the nest of ghost face spiders."
Harold's voice was not as relaxed as before, on the contrary, it was a bit serious.
Yula's eyes became very alert, if there was nothing, she leaned towards the captain Harold.
On the other side, Jin Siqi, the branch commander of the Rose Legion, held the knight's sword in both hands, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but her frowning brow betrayed her mood at this time-she was very nervous.
Behind her, Bao Manli and Yu Shuangyu, the two women, the rhythm of breathing has changed, and the hands holding the sword and the battle axe are shaking slightly. Is this... afraid?
I looked at the expressions of the other players again. Except for the few people at the bottom of the team, everyone seemed to be affected by the captain, and everyone was very nervous.
I don’t understand what they’re afraid of. Out of curiosity, I asked Yula,
Why are you so bad... Uh, nervous?

Yula moved the corners of her mouth, looking around, her expression still very alert: "If you want to be afraid, just say it, but I am really afraid."
"What are you afraid of?" I asked again.
"What else can I be afraid of here?" Yula swallowed and said, "Of course it's a ghost face spider."
"Isn't the ghost face spider a ninth-level monster?" I asked in a puzzled way: "And it's not the kind of collective action. Can so many people still not be able to clean up a ninth-level monster?"
Yura's eyes were very bitter, she frowned slightly, and said, "Who told you that the ghost face spider must be a level 9 monster? Do you still consider yourself a rookie adventurer who just entered the dungeon?"
This remark directly awakened me.
She was right. When I spawned monsters, I also encountered sporadic and powerful mutant monsters. After a small-scale dungeon change not long ago, this situation has become no longer accidental. In the process of spawning monsters, you will encounter a powerful mutant monster from time to time. What's more, there will be a demonized spider that is about to mutate into a ghost-faced spider, and a demonized bat boss that is powerful to an exaggerated degree.
None of these can be defeated by a group of adventurers of the same level!
If it were not for the sharpness of the sword and my weird fighting style, the two previous battles would have turned into the ghosts of monsters.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "Yura, you are not talking about level nine ghost face spiders, how many are there in total?"
Yura twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "One, but one is enough for us."
"No..." I couldn't understand: "I think there is no shortage of powerful characters in the team. Why does a ghost face spider scare you like this? How many levels does it have?"
Yula shook her head, saying that she didn't know.
Harold spoke at this moment: "At present, only one mutant ghost face spider has been found. I can't see its level, but I can conclude that it will not be lower than level 11."
Speaking of this, his face was a little ugly, frowning, as if he was making a difficult decision. After a while, he said: "It took away two of my teammates in front of me, just a few days ago. "
what!
In the team, some adventurers screamed in panic. They couldn't imagine that even if an adventurer like Harold was strong, there were monsters that could not be resisted.
Of course, it’s normal to have this kind of thinking. After all, Harold is only two levels apart from the legendary strongest female warrior of the Elf race. At level ten, he is extremely powerful in terms of combat capability and command. In the long run, in the hearts of most people in Ai Ruicheng, he has become a powerful pronoun.
And now, after pouring out these bitter conclusions, how can adventurers who believe in Harold not be surprised and lost?
"Eleventh-level mutant ghost-faced spider..." I frowned, "It's really a hard-to-eat bone! I think there may be casualties later."
Harold glanced at me, his eyes were very determined, his voice was low, but very powerful: "I will never let it hurt any of my teammates!"
Seeing his solemn expression, I had nothing to say, just sighed and shook my head.
"It should be in there?" Jin Siqi asked.
"Maybe, I don't know either" Harold said unsurely.
Holding the warhammer, Yu Shuangyu's hands trembled, his eyes gradually filled with bloodshot eyes, and his breathing became very rapid.
Bao Manli next to her, put her right hand on her shoulder gently, and whispered softly: "Don't be too excited, calm and calm, our sisters' hatred will be avenged."
That's it...
I knew it in my heart: No wonder the Legion of Roses and Harold's guild were able to advance side by side, sharing the same hatred, and feelings related to the ghost face spider that has not yet met.
That spider is really amazing, and it was the result of two guilds working together and fighting together. I really should praise it as a generation of monsters!
From the beginning of the nineteenth floor, the team’s marching speed was faster than that of the tortoise. Some people in the team were highly vigilant, with the warrior as the outermost circle, followed by the archer, the firegunner, and then the magician. The innermost is the formation of the priest, moving forward slowly.
My place is assigned to Harold’s side. Behind me, is the female archer who rescued me with arrows before. Although less than an arm’s distance away, I can’t spare time to say thank you. , This is my biggest worry so far.
On the nineteenth floor, the overcast wind blew through, and a stench smelt.
Not far away, there were a few fireflies, lightly flashing, and from time to time, there was a light rustling.
After probing the probe, I squinted slightly, trying to see what the flashing firefly came from.
After taking a few deep glances to see clearly, I couldn't help but breathe in the air: those fireflies were not emitted from dead objects at all, but were the eyes of a spider as tall as a half human!
The spider was dormant in the dark, staring at our group closely, arching its back and stretching its legs, as if it was facing a big enemy, but didn't dare to come forward easily, just observing it quietly there, like a dead thing.
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