In a flash of light, Tony and the others appeared in a circular hall.
At the center of the room was a massive web, upon which hung a monster wearing a brass diving helmet, its lower body resembling a mechanical spider.
The monster hung upside down from the ceiling, tugging at the web with metal pincers. Its joints constantly clicked and clacked, sounding somewhat like an old-fashioned typewriter.
Everyone was shocked. Not knowing why they had been brought to such a place, they immediately raised their hands and prepared to fight.
"Don't be nervous. This is the Great Weaver, the controller of the Spider Web. He was the one who brought you back just now."
A Doll Girl wearing a black Gothic gown appeared, her features as exquisite as a porcelain doll's. She stopped the group's hostile actions and explained, "I am Deathstroke's Adjutant, his friend. Your exploration operation will be fully coordinated and supported by me."
"Wow, an exquisite robot." Tony looked longingly at the Adjutant. He had not expected Uncle Wilson to have such a perfect humanoid AI Assistant under his command. "You seem more human than my Jarvis. Why?"
The Adjutant smiled, her face filled with reverence. "It is all thanks to Slade. He gave me what I have today. As for the details, do not ask. You have not been authorized."
"Fine. Then where is this?" Tony sighed and began examining their surroundings.
But there was not much to see. It was simply a circular hall, somewhat like a Greek-style round temple. A glowing spider web hung between rows of wavy pillars, while braziers burned every few steps along the walls.
The doors leading to the other rooms were mostly locked. It seemed Deathstroke had no intention of letting them tour the place.
"This is the