After a private conversation with the Dreadlord Unas roughly understood what to do. This was a genuine "I support you in spirit," not some joke.
He clapped his hands sharply, feigning sudden realization, and said, "I have an idea!"
The other three turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue. Unas had no choice but to start lying, saying that he had received special training and could provide others with emotional support.
In any case, these three people knew almost nothing about mental matters, so he rambled on and on to brush them off, saying, "This method involves some physical contact. I wonder if Miss Sunstrider would mind?"
The Beautiful Spider's will was under his control, so of course she wouldn't mind. Unas also sensed her true nature, and although he felt a little disgusted, it was insignificant compared to his desire to subdue the Overlord Spider.
"Please, Lord Unas, help me quickly! I feel this is my last chance."
"Well then, excuse me."
Unas climbed onto the back of the Beautiful Spider, essentially riding on her. Unlike the hard shell of the Overlord Spider, her back was furry and warm, while the upper body of the Elf was dazzling. Her long, golden hair exuded a fresh, feminine fragrance, and her exposed shoulders, back, and slender waist were as smooth as a baby's skin. She must have been a very charming female Elf.
Unas snapped out of his reverie and pressed his hands to Roseby's Temples, but accidentally touched her Elf ears. Rosebayne's neck trembled involuntarily, and large patches of skin on her face and neck immediately flushed red. The rumors were indeed true; ears were a very sensitive area for Elves.
"Open your heart, relax, I'm going to enter you." Unas's words were suspected of being sexual harassment, yet he was talking entirely about matters of the mind.
He could actually force his way into the Beautiful Spider's mental world, but that would be too simplistic and crude, and might arouse her suspicion.
Rosebayne quickly calmed down, and the two gradually reached a mental frequency of agreement. Unas was slowly guided into her mental world.
He had entered other people's consciousness spaces before. The Undead Mage's consciousness space was a gray world, while Rosebayne's consciousness space was colorful, with black and red as the main colors, which looked quite gorgeous. The blue soul fire also had purple and gold mixed in. This situation was probably caused by her half-human, half-spider body.
Unas touched her soul fire with his consciousness. This spiritual exchange was a hundred times more intimate than physical contact. Both souls trembled, and a void passage was established between their soul fires.
"I am your support, go and subdue it with confidence." Unas didn't need to speak; he conveyed his will through his heart.
Rosebayne felt supported and protected, a thousand times warmer than being embraced by a loved one in real life. Her worn-down spirit was rapidly recovering, and she felt more fulfilled and stronger than before.
Unas's current energy level is 117 (+11), several times that of an ordinary person, and his mental strength is no less than that of a mid-level mage. This is of great help to the Beautiful Spider, and the green light she emitted this time is even brighter and more stable than the first time.
Time passed unusually slowly; this subjugation seemed to take longer than all the previous ones combined. Unas and the Beautiful Spider were mentally connected, and he could sense that the spell was nearing its end, with success just one step away.
At this moment, the Overlord Spider's will suddenly rebelled fiercely. This was its last stand; its instinctive pride made it unwilling to be enslaved, even in death.
The green light immediately began to flicker, and the end connected to the Overlord Spider turned red again. Based on previous experience, this phenomenon was a sign of failure.
"Hold on, we must not give up!" Unas continuously provided the Beautiful Spider with spiritual support.
Large beads of sweat rolled down her face. Rosebayne knew this was the most critical moment. She felt that without the support of the human Paladins, her head would have exploded. Tearing pain kept assaulting her, as if countless hacksaws were simultaneously cutting through her brain.
But she ultimately held on with all her might, and the red light spreading from the head of the Overlord Spider was blocked. The red and green lights were locked in a stalemate in the center, with neither able to determine which was superior.
Neither side had the strength to launch another attack; now it was a matter of who could hold out until the other collapsed. It was uncertain how long the Overlord Spider's innate wildness could sustain it, and even with Unas as backup, Rosebayne was nearing her limit.
Suddenly, the Troll sprinkled a cloud of powder on her, then began to sing and dance like a madman. Rosebayne felt that she had gained a small bit of support, not as direct and strong as Unas, but as if it were a glimmer of light reflecting off her.
But this last glimpse could be called the last straw that broke the camel's back. The balance of power was broken in an instant, the Overlord Spider was routed, the red light flashed and disappeared, and the connection between the two sides turned green again.
The beast's will to resist was finally extinguished; it couldn't last another ten seconds before being completely subdued by the Beautiful Spider.
"Finally, we succeeded!" Rosebayne cheered silently, panting heavily, too exhausted to even speak.
Only Unas could hear her thoughts. He quickly jumped to the ground and asked, "Is it really done?"
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, he let out a joyful shout. From that moment on, he had gained a powerful ally. He slapped Haikesi's shoulder hard, "What did you just do? You were a huge help!"
"I suddenly remembered a ritual I used to perform to worship the Spider God, so I did it. I didn't expect it to actually work on Miss Sunstrider. I'm even more certain that her lower body is connected to Shadra." The Troll clutched his aching shoulder, not daring to protest the Warden's violent celebration. He was very happy to be able to confirm his thoughts while providing help.
"You'd better give me a heads-up next time. I thought you were going to start a rebellion, and I almost grabbed my hammer to smash you." When the Troll sprinkled powder, Unas really thought he was going to cause trouble, but luckily he held back and realized he was trying to help.
The Troll wiped a bead of cold sweat and quickly agreed, sighing inwardly. The Warden was indeed still wary of his Troll identity; perhaps this was an insurmountable barrier between sworn enemies.
Both the Overlord Spider and the Beautiful Spider were at their lowest point and unable to move for the time being. The Puppet Spider was also unable to carry both of them at the same time, so everyone had to rest for a while.
The massive stone pillars towering in the Cave piqued Unas's interest. They couldn't have been formed naturally. Upon closer inspection, he noticed some writing-like patterns on the surface. "Do you know what these are?" he asked.
Nightmoon replied, "I've seen two similar stone pillars on other mountaintops and at pools in the Canyon. They're probably ancient relics, but I can't guess what they were used for."
"Speaking of ancient times..." Unas suddenly remembered a question, "I still don't know how old you are now, Nightmoon?"
The female Elf's expression changed, and her voice was filled with anger. "I don't remember!"
Indeed, you shouldn't ask a woman's age, especially when you mentioned the word "ancient times" in your previous sentence.