Volume Three: Academy-wide Rampage - Blood-Soaked Spider (II)

"From now on, you two will be partners."

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with an indifferent expression, left after uttering those words, leaving only Lilia, who was a newcomer at the time, and this woman who was also a newcomer.

"So beautiful"—that was Lilia Stephenson's first impression of her co-star.

With a perfect face, a graceful figure, and an elegant yet aloof demeanor, Lilia, despite always considering herself a beauty among beauties, still felt ashamed of herself in comparison.

But what should we do next?

Faced with this woman who was superior to her in every way, Lilia felt a strange competitive spirit rise within her; she didn't want to fall behind like this.

"..." "..."

So the two of them just stared at each other without saying a word.

If you speak first, Lilia will feel like you're trying to strike up a conversation with her, which is annoying.

"..."

"..."

The silence continued until--

"Hello."

She spoke first— Lilia was secretly pleased, but immediately put on an indifferent attitude, glancing at her sideways, waiting for her next words.

"... Are you mute?"

Thump— Lilia fell down.

"Who are you calling mute?!"

"You."

"I know it's me!"

"Then why are you asking?"

I know, but—I mean—

"Are you saying you're mute?"

"Wrong!"

What's wrong with this woman...? Could it be that she...?

"Mentally challenged?"

"This is what I wanted to tell you!!"

I'm so angry! Why did she have to speak first? Now I'm at a disadvantage!

"But why don't you introduce yourself?"

"I'm waiting for you to introduce yourself first!"

"... I see. I was waiting for you too."

"We actually thought of the same thing..."

"In the West Saint Continent, it is a virtue to let others introduce themselves first."

"Although we thought of the same thing, our starting points were completely different!!!"

"Starting point? Then you--"

Don't worry about it!!!

Ugh... Lilia scratched her head sadly, feeling like a complete clown.

"Alright, I'll go first... ahem," Lilia surrendered.

"My name is Lilia Stephenson, nicknamed 'The Sick Spider,' but call me whatever you like... I'm from the Central Sea Islands, and before coming here I was an unemployed bum, having crushed quite a few annoying ants, that's all."

"Lilia Stephenson, the Sick Spider... Understood."

She nodded solemnly.

"My name is Ai Kasser, nicknamed 'Blood Fiend,' but you can call me whatever you like. I'm from the West Saint Continent, and in the past... I'd say I was a highly admired person, that's all."

"He's someone who's quite admired..." Lilia thought to herself. Speaking of which, the name Ai Kasser... Kasser? Where have I heard that name before?

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be --"

"Tsk..."

Recalling unpleasant memories, the Sick Spider frowned, feeling nauseous as if insects had crawled into its heart.

Looking again at the pink-haired girl in the distance, who resembled Blood Fiend and was being swung around like a meteor hammer, she suddenly felt a sense of pleasure, as if Blood Fiend himself was being manipulated by her.

"... As expected, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

When I was thrown high into the air again, I was almost numb. Just then, the cable tightened again, pulling me sharply downwards. Through blurry vision, I looked down and saw a skyscraper directly below, over 100 meters tall, more than twenty or thirty stories high, entirely constructed of reinforced concrete. I suddenly realized what she was trying to do—

Boom!!!!!

Like a meteorite crashing to the ground, I smashed through the glass dome of the building, but my momentum didn't slow down at all; instead, the silver line accelerated and pulled me down! Just after breaking through the roof, I slammed into the floor of the top floor, countless cracks spreading out from me, and in the next instant, I smashed through that thick floor as well!

"Gurgle... woo..."

I let out a muffled groan, my whole body felt like it was being torn apart, the wind howled in my ears, and then the floor of the next level appeared in front of me!

Boom! Two floors. Boom!!

Three floors. Boom!!!

Fourth floor.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble!!!!!!

Fifth floor, sixth floor, seventh floor, eighth floor, ninth floor, tenth floor --

I crashed through more than twenty floors, my descent accelerating with each floor I pierced! By this time, I was nothing more than a tattered remnant in the wind, my bloodied body twisted and contorted, the reinforced blood crystals within me cracked. And just then, the most violent impact I had ever experienced came from beneath me, my tattered internal organs tumbling over – it was the ground! I was finally slammed to the ground!

I can sense the Blood Energy all around me. There are so many of them, but they've all lost their life force. They're corpses—hundreds and thousands of human corpses! They're all citizens and students that the Sick Spider and Raosen slaughtered before!

And now, I'm going to become one of them.

The building, riddled with cracks and already teetering on the brink of collapse, was bound to end up like this after being hit so many times.

The Sick Spider gracefully descended from the sky, stepping on silver threads, and arrived in front of the building at the center of the cracks on the ground.

The streets, sidewalks, and inside buildings were littered with corpses. Some had been crushed to death by rubble, some had been cut into pieces, and others had been minced into swirling meat paste. Each one was a gruesome sight, the result of her and Raosen's casual actions.

The pungent smell of blood made her wrinkle her nose. She didn't hate killing, but she hated the stench of blood, and the large amount of blood reminded her of a woman she could never forget.

"It's so annoying, even killing someone makes me think of her..."

The silver thread rippled like waves, sweeping away the blood and clearing a clean path. The Sick Spider walked gracefully into the ground floor of the building, the very spot where the pink-haired woman had fallen. This place had become a blood-red world, littered with bizarrely shaped pieces of flesh—some from those she and Raosen had killed, others from those dragged in when they smashed the pink-haired woman from the top of the building to the bottom. Every single one of them looked utterly disgusting.

"But... where is he?"

The scattered body parts could easily deceive the eye, because no matter where you looked, it was all blood and gore, making it impossible to tell who was who.

"Search."

At the command, the silver threads immediately and automatically spread out, like extremely thin snakes, swimming across the ground and walls, even traversing the cracked ceiling.

No signs of life...

The silver thread was then coiled into a javelin and driven into the ground, searching the underground area as well.

"There's none underground either..."

She breathed a sigh of relief, just then—

"Sick Spider, you're too arrogant. You'll get what's coming to you sooner or later. You'd better be more careful in the future."

A familiar, indifferent voice suddenly echoed in her mind, and she shook her head in disgust. It was advice from a former partner, and although she was annoyed, she had to admit that it was quite true.

"Be careful... tsk, I would have done it even if you hadn't told me!"

Silver threads writhed, crawling over every corpse on the ground. Knowing only that there were no signs of life here wasn't enough; only by finding the pink-haired woman's body—even if it was just remains—could people truly be at ease.

"What do you mean by 'don't worry'? Why should I be wary of a tiny ant... Huh?"

A thread that had sunk deepest into the pile of corpses reacted. With a thought, the Sick Spider entangled something in the thread and pulled it out.

It was part of a corpse, consisting only of the head and torso, without limbs. Even from this distance, one could see that its ribs and spine were all shattered into pieces, and its red and black internal organs were reduced to fragments. Although the thing was unrecognizable, its distinctive pink hair still identified it.

"Looks like he's dead as good as dead, but--"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Three silver threads shot out, piercing through its head, chest, and abdomen respectively, then bursting open inside its body, instantly turning the corpse into fragments.

"That's how you get insurance."

The Sick Spider turned and left, having just taken one step...

"Thread tangling!!"

She reacted in that instant. Countless silver threads suddenly appeared above her head with lightning speed, tightly binding the Void Greatsword that had pierced through the ceiling and stabbed down, forcibly stopping it! However, although the sword was bound, the crystalline light it emitted could not be restrained. The crystalline light condensed into a sword and attacked the Sick Spider's forehead!

The silver thread formed a shield almost touching her scalp, but it was a step too slow, letting a few glints of light slip through. The Sick Spider had slight scratches on her forehead and shoulders, and the black ribbon binding her single ponytail was cut off. Although it was only a small amount, it was indeed the first time she had been injured in decades!

It failed!!

Seeing that my attack had failed, I immediately retreated, using the floorboards inside the building as cover to move outwards. The moment I took a step, countless silver threads pierced through the spot where I had been hiding! Dozens of Greatsword, each over ten meters long, were unleashed, piercing through the floorboards. While they couldn't possibly harm her, they could certainly disrupt her vision!

"Luckily, we acted quickly..."

It wasn't easy to "customize" a Blood Beast so similar to me in such a short time. I almost exhausted all my strength, but creating Blood Beast with pink fur and a relatively slender body was the limit. I had no choice but to remove the limbs with sharp claws attached and make its face look tattered. Anyway, it would be miserable to smash through so many floors and land on the ground, so it wouldn't be so easy to be recognized.

"You bastard... you bastard!"

Countless silver threads shattered the Blood Crystal Sword. The Sick Spider stared at the blood streaming down her forehead and shoulder, her rage reaching its peak. She never imagined that her unblemished record of over forty years would be broken today by a pink-haired girl, and what was even more infuriating was that the girl looked so much like Kasser!

Second floor...

Through the large hole in the ceiling, the Sick Spider could see a pink shadow flash by. No wonder there were no signs of life in the pile of corpses on the first floor, or even in the cracks in the walls and on the ground. It turned out she had been hiding on the second floor all along! Just waiting to ambush him the moment he thought she was dead!

But how did she do it? First, there's the fake corpse—that's not hard to imagine; it's most likely disguised as one of those ugly beasts! But she's clearly not Physical Enhancement System, so how could she survive such a severe injury?

With a flash of silver light, the first-floor ceiling—which was also the second-floor floor—was shattered, and the items on the second floor fell down, answering the Sick Spider's question.

They were mummies, many, many mummies.

All the blood in his body was drained, leaving only a layer of skin covering his bones.

"She drained the blood from the corpses on the first floor to regenerate herself, then threw these mummified corpses upstairs and hid them? She can suck blood just like Kasser, what is she...?"

The Sick Spider frowned, its eyes brimming with an undisguised, overwhelming killing intent.

"No matter what, we absolutely cannot let you get away!"

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I have to go to Qingdao with my whole family for a week... I can't refuse, sigh... I just want to stay home and relax...