On the rippling blue sea, Saine was wrapped from head to toe in a layer of silver spider silk, with only his head exposed. He narrowed his eyes slightly, savoring the pleasant sea breeze and warm sunlight washing over him.
The Spider Queen was beside Saine at this moment. She carried him in one hand while using her sharp nails with the other to tear open space once more.
Even with the Spider Queen's flying speed, the Wizard World's territory was incomparably vast, and the sea between the West Coast and the Black Domain was equally boundless.
Still, reaching the depths of the Black Domain should take no more than a week.
This Spider Queen was probably one of those figures who could not show herself in the light on the West Coast as well. Saine had noticed that she had not taken him through the Teleportation Arrays of the various Holy Towers, instead relying purely on her own strength to travel.
Perhaps because they had spent too much time together, Saine, wrapped in silver spider silk, was not overly worried about his fate. Instead, he began tallying up the gains he had made over the past few decades.
It was not that Saine was heartless and carefree. Rather, now that things had come to this, what use was there in worrying?
Saine had already tasted every bit of the pressure and threat brought by the Spider Queen over the past several centuries.
Could it be that he had to act meek and trembling with fear every moment of every day just to prove the Spider Queen's power and his own helplessness?
Saine's adaptability was better than one might have imagined.
If fate offered no choice, he would face it calmly.
The Spider Queen was truly at her wit's end