Ghost-Face Spider and the Blood-Drinking Festival

After seeing off the Owl that did not particularly like cat food but had reluctantly accepted it, Shade avoided the Orthodox Church's watchful eyes, passed through the White Fog, and made his way to the outskirts. Compared to the relatively quiet city center, the disaster here was far more severe. After all, not everyone had a house to shelter in.

When Shade passed through Modini Lane in the slums, he saw a corpse at the mouth of the alley that looked as though it had been dried in the wind for a long time. Worried that it might revive, he specifically went over to inspect it. He then discovered that the corpse still had warmth, meaning it had died only recently.

Continuing along his planned route, he soon saw dense black spiderwebs in the depths of the alley. He raised the Kerosene Lamp in Hand to light the way, only to find that the webs actually melted in the firelight.

As he continued forward, Shade saw a horrifying sight at the entrance to an illegal opium den at the end of the alley, which had already become a spider nest.

Dense webs completely wrapped around the entire building and the surrounding alleys. Just among the people he could see, more than ten ordinary people were bound by spiderwebs in the thick fog. The owner of the webs was a Face-Spider, wrapping the peeling building in its silk and "admiring" its prey from above.

It was a black spider. Six or seven Shads stacked together would probably only equal its size. Its thorax and abdomen were covered in black bristles, while its six pairs of limbs were an eerie translucent yellow.

"Ghost-Face Spider?"

Shade was somewhat shocked. Like the "Mirror Ghost" that had once appeared in his home, Ghost-Face Spiders were