Forbidden Forest hollow.
An Acromantula the size of an elephant, grayish-white in color, lay sprawled at the cave entrance.
Aragog enjoyed the prey offered by its descendants.
A faint glimmer had appeared in its once-blind gray-white eyes. The world within its field of vision was no longer as dark as before, and it could vaguely make out some blurry shadows.
Aragog felt that it must have been because of the drop of miraculous liquid that human boy had given it last time. After drinking it, not only had it recovered its strength, but even its withered, aged body seemed to have gained a trace of new vitality.
"I wonder what that terrifying human brat's name was. He didn't even say anything last time."
Aragog tore at and chewed the prey's flesh, muttering to itself in a guttural voice.
"My name is Lucien. Lucien Grafton."
Slap—
The chunk of prey fell to the ground with a slap.
Aragog's mouthparts rubbed together involuntarily as the presence of those two monsters from last time suddenly entered its senses.
Although the old ancestor had only made meaningless noises, with no command implied whatsoever, the Acromantulas, large and small, turned and fled the instant Lucien and Liuguang appeared.
Fortunately, they were all spiders. With eight legs pumping, they ran very quickly.
Lucien glanced at the Acromantulas scattering in every direction and chuckled.
"Hehe, how have you been lately, Aragog?"
It clearly sounded like a friendly greeting, yet Aragog racked its brains trying to figure out what Lucien meant.
"F-fine?"
Hearing the uncertainty in Aragog's voice, Lucien found it amusing. It seemed it had been thoroughly frightened last time.
"That's good. I wanted to discuss something with you."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Aragog immediately groaned inwardly. So he had come for venom again after all? It