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Qingluo's figure darted through the chaotic shadows beneath the shed roofs.
When she saw Gu Yuanchao land behind her, while Xin Shouyi and Mai Zheleng's arrival up ahead was rapidly stabilizing the situation, her brows drew together slightly.
She could not let these people free up their hands to interfere with her!
"Demonic Spider Summon!" Without the slightest hesitation, she activated her Soul Skill again.
A dense dark green halo spread along the path she swept through, and the ground churned once more.
Another two to three hundred dark green poison spiders crawled out with hisses, fearlessly throwing themselves at the crowd and at Gu Yuanchao, who was trying to pursue her.
Just as she used the spider silk for leverage, swinging from the roof of a storage shed piled high with ingredients toward a darker corner deeper inside the kitchen, her sharp gaze caught the situation in the meat-cutting area ahead—a boy about her height, roughly twelve or thirteen years old, was gripping a thick-backed bone cleaver and locked in fierce combat with seven or eight small spiders.
The boy's eyes were red, his breathing slightly rapid, and his forehead was covered in beads of sweat, but the hand holding the knife was exceptionally steady.
At his feet already lay three or four Demonic Spider corpses whose shells had been split apart or limbs severed by him.
"It's him?" Qingluo recognized him. He was the boy who had been responsible for delivering meals to them, the "slaves," over the past two days—Gu Yuanchao's son, Gu Zijian.
At this moment, Gu Zijian did not feel much fear. There was only a fierce drive and focus that had been sparked within him.
During the far more brutal and dangerous battle when the Chen Residence had