Spiderfied Night Spirit and Pierce the World

Whoosh!

A fierce wind swept across the rotten deck, parting countless layers of ghosts, wraiths, evil spirits, vile spirits, and some kind of high-level Spirit Origin to slowly reveal a winding narrow path.

A group of "corrupted Insect Men," feminine in appearance yet bearing distinct spider-like traits, escorted the expressionless Nymph deeper into the Ghost Ship.

Though they were half-human, half-spider monsters,

their slightly pointed ears, white hair, blue-violet skin with the lustrous sheen of pearls, and exquisitely mismatched eyes gave them an unusual charm.

These were the Spiderfied Night Spirits whom Yellen had corrupted with Blood of Corruption!

Perhaps the Ancient God's corruptive power was more compatible with them than with ordinary humans.

Most Night Spirits had taken on half-spider forms, their lower bodies becoming spiders while their upper bodies remained those of beautiful pointed-eared women.

A small number of exceptionally gifted individuals had even broken through the limits of their race through the power of "corruption," retaining their human form while

growing eight blade-like spider legs from their backs and advancing directly to Peak Second-Order, or even the third order.

At the same time, their formerly rabbit-like timid personalities had changed, becoming as cold and cruel as Black Widows.

But after so many years of battle and slaughter, the Night Spirits, never a particularly powerful race to begin with, had been reduced to just over a hundred gathered here.

Rip!

One third-order Spiderfied Night Spirit at the very front of the group suddenly spun the incomparably sharp blade-arms on her back, dismembering a powerful Ghost Hound that dared to approach.

The other ghosts could only whimper and retreat into the darkness.

Since Nymph, the Captain serving as the Ritual Core, had not yet taken her position, the various ghosts within the ship still acted independently and could not