Spinning a Web

The air seemed to grow heavy.

A tall, imposing figure slowly emerged from the dark passage.

It was an Orc with a somewhat strange appearance, its hair tied up in a small, upright tuft. It stood over two meters tall, and its muscles exuded a terrifying explosive power. Unlike the exaggerated muscles of Barbarian, this Orc's muscles were very refined. If you looked closely, you could see that every muscle on its body was quite powerful, even possessing a more terrifying explosive power than Soren!

"The Swordmaster has arrived at the target location."

The Orc surveyed its surroundings with icy eyes, then an invisible ball of light appeared in its palm. It spoke directly into its mind, "There are no other obstacles at the target location. Do you wish to remain in place?"

Time passed little by little.

About a minute or two later, a woman's voice, carrying a flippant tone, rang out, slowly saying, "Swordmaster, stand by!"

"The decoy has entered the designated area."

"The prey's henchmen have appeared! Beware of the Spider Queen's Church Cleric Order! The prey has not yet been spotted!"

The Orc nodded slowly and replied, "The Swordmaster understands."

"Is the Elemental Pool fully charged? The [Elemental Fission Fluctuation Blade] cannot reach the Tier 5 of Artifact. I am not confident that I can break through the Spider Queen Lolth's Divine Energy Field!"

A flippant female voice rang out again, saying calmly, "Extracting energy from the Demiplane; it is expected to reach its peak in 24 hours."

The Orc nodded again and said, "Understood. Sword Swordmaster, stand by and await orders."

Clatter

The sound of light footsteps came from the side passage.

The Swordmaster Orc had been standing motionless, suddenly turned around and looked into the darkness not far away. The figures of the Vampire God Child and the Hell Poet appeared before him.

Consternation!

Not only was the Orc Swordmaster somewhat surprised, but the Vampire God Child and the Hell Poet also showed some surprise.

Neither side discovered the other beforehand.

This means that their concealment abilities were roughly equal, and they only discovered each other's ability to hide their presence when they got close enough.

"Swordmaster!"

The Vampire God Child glanced at it, and his expression subtly changed. His Telepathy echoed in the mind of the Hell Poet, and he said in a deep voice, "Swordmaster of Legendary or higher!"

The Hell Poet replied quickly, "Half-Breed Orc! Unlike beings from the Material Plane."

"Possibly from the Astral Plane."

The Vampire God Child's face remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil. He asked solemnly, "The Astral Plane Swordmaster?"

The Hell Poet quietly tightened his grip on the Magic Flute. He replied, "Perhaps."

Vampire God Child: "He seems quite strong."

The Hell Poet: "Stronger than me."

Vampire God Child: "How is that possible? Then wouldn't he be...?!"

Hell Poet: "His exact strength is impossible to determine, but it's certain he comes from the Astral Plane; he carries residual Astral Plane energy."

Vampire God Child: "Could it be that they were attracted here by the God of Half-Elves and Rogues?"

The Hell Poet: "Possibly. It seems that nothing but the realm of Deity can attract such a being. But the power of God of Half-Elves and Rogues doesn't seem to match his abilities, does it? Unless he's only interested in Divine Rank!"

Vampire God Child: "Since he's an opponent, why don't we take him out beforehand?"

Hell Poet: "The odds aren't high! Besides, we haven't even found any trace of our prey yet, and we're already fighting a Astral Plane Swordmaster. Don't you think this is a bad deal?"

Vampire God Child: "It seems this battle will be very difficult! Many reclusive powerhouses are attracted to the Divine Rank spark?"

Hell Poet: "I don't know. Let's play it by ear."

On the other side.

Upon spotting the two figures before him, the Orc Swordmaster immediately telepathically reported, "Unknown target detected! One is in Avatar Form. The other appears to be the legendary Hell Poet."

"Do you want to target this as an obstacle removal objective?"

A moment later.

A cold, metallic voice echoed in the Orc Swordmaster's mind, slowly saying, "Do not act rashly!"

"It's possible that others were lured in by the bait."

"If they show no hostility, let them leave. I've already had Butterfly add them to the monitoring list of the Psionic Field. One decoy might not be enough to lure the prey into making a move, so we're recalculating the battle plan. The target in Avatar Form is the God of Vampires, and we've designated him as the second decoy to lure the Spider Queen out!"

The Orc Swordmaster nodded towards the Vampire God Child not far away, thinking to himself, "Swordmaster understands."

A brief silence.

The Vampire God Child glanced at the Orc Swordmaster who was nodding slightly at him and said Telepathy, "It seems he has no intention of fighting us."

Hell Poet: "That's for the best. We'll leave directly from the side."

Vampire God Child: "Are you just going to leave like that? Astral Plane Swordmaster are extremely rare! Don't you want to test his strength?"

Hell Poet: "The Swordmaster's attack is no longer a test; it will become a life-or-death battle! If we fight him, the outcome will be decided in mere seconds. This isn't testing the enemy; it's fighting him to the death."

Vampire God Child: "That's true. Then let's leave."

"It's a real pity, though. I've never encountered an enemy like this before. It seems the recent anomalies have drawn many powerful beings Travel in the Astral Plane back."

Hell Poet: "Let's go. Such Astral Traveler rarely travel alone; there might be companions nearby."

There was not much contact between the two sides.

The Vampire God Child and the Hell Poet cautiously left through a side passage. The Orc Swordmaster, however, remained motionless until their targets had completely disappeared before turning his gaze away. "The target has left."

A magnetic female voice rang out. "Understood. The target has been added to the Psionic Field detection range."

Eighty kilometers away from the location of the Orc Swordmaster.

Plane stoic Monk stood atop a towering stone pillar, his gaze fixed on the darkness before him, as if observing something through the mist. "The Monk has reached the designated location."

"Monk, stand by!"

A flippant female voice rang out. "Stand by! Have you noticed anything unusual?"

The Monk replied, "Traces of the Chuvak have been detected. The prey may have already appeared, but its stealth capabilities are too advanced; it hasn't entered our detection range."

Another cold, metallic voice rang out. "Tower Spirit No. 5 assumes control of the reconnaissance area within a 50-kilometer radius."

"Monk, prepare for battle."

"Once the target is spotted, immediately clear any other obstacles nearby to ensure there are no other distractions around the prey."

The Monk nodded and said, "Monk understand."

Fifty kilometers away from where the Monk were located in a straight line.

Something seemed to lurk within the distorted shadows. Directly in front of him stood a squad of fully armed Drow, flanked by Basilisk riders and male Drow Ranger, while a group of female Drow priests and Spellcaster formed the center. Behind what appeared to be Drow matriarch were some terrifying, grotesque monsters— the Drider.

A terrifying monster with the upper body of Drow and the lower body of a giant spider!

A distorted mind.

A mad, Blood Frenzy desire, and a terrifying, destructive urge twisted by hatred!

Drider are the losers in the internal struggles of the Drow. They were transformed into these monsters by the power of the Spider Queen, and are among the most troublesome and hateful monsters in the Underdark.

The shadow gradually disappeared.

The Drow continued their advance, but a gaze was watching them from the darkness. "The Rogue has spotted the target."

"The Drow Matriarch, the Basilisk Rider, and the Drider have appeared."

"It's certain the prey has appeared!"

"However, we are currently unable to pinpoint the target's exact location!"

A cold, metallic voice rang out. "Keep your distance. Don't get too close to the target. Report the target's location constantly. The Spider Queen is very likely hiding among the team."

The darkness, with its faint traces, replied, "Understood."

Elemental Altar.

Soren stared at the last Elemental Altar before him, gripping his Scimitar with a hint of nervousness. If he could obtain this fourth Elemental Crystal [Wind], he could proceed with the final challenge.

The Four Elemental Elder.

Combining the four Elemental Crystal will summon the Air Elemental Elder, Elemental Elder of Water, Fire Elemental Elder, and Earth Elemental Elder.

They were all Legendary Tier creatures.

Only after defeating them all can you obtain the final loot.

A sealed Divine Rank Shard!

This Divine Rank Shard comes from an ancient Evil God. Although it is only a broken Divine Rank Shard, it can still elevate someone to the level of a [Demigod].

Divinity + Divine Rank = Demigod Realm

Soren already possesses sufficient Divine Power; as long as he has Divine Rank, he can advance to [Demigod] at any time.

There might not be any significant change in their overall strength!

However, one thing is very important to Soren now: once he advances to the [Demigod] realm, Soren will be completely immune to the Epic Spell [Time Stop].

This Epic Spell will be completely ineffective against him; he will no longer sit idly by and wait for death, no matter what level of Spellcaster he faces!

This is also the greatest value of advancing to the Demigod realm.

Furthermore, as long as Soren can raise his Divine Rank level to [Faint Divine Rank], he can transform himself into [Avatar Form]. Basically, Spell of the 1st to 3rd ring can be ignored. The Avatar Form has extremely high resistance to low-level Spell, and many Spell cannot even break through the energy field of the Avatar Form.

Only by advancing to the level of [Demigod] can he be considered to have truly stepped into the realm of Deity.

(P. S.: There will be one more update today, please vote!) (To be continued~^~)