Desecrating the Corpse, the Bridal Chamber
The spirit lamp in Lin Xu's hand shone, and a fireball the size of a washbasin quietly appeared. It then quickly compressed and condensed into a small fireball the size of a fist, which suddenly pierced through space and struck the middle-aged man's head.
"Boom!"
The flames exploded violently, and the scorching heat ignited the Giant Weird Spider.
Explosive Fireball!
These are basic fire spells from Fire Magic Book.
"Ah~" The scream was exceptionally clear even amidst the violent explosion. White flames burned on the bizarre body, and large chunks of charred tissue fell off, scattering like embers across the wheat field.
The middle-aged man could no longer hold back his curses. He covered his face and screamed shrilly, his claws slashing wildly through the air with a tearing whistling sound.
"Phew~"
An invisible ripple swept across, and the surrounding wandering Spiritual Qi fell into the lamp like weary birds returning to their nests, quickly refining into drops of lamp oil.
While refining Spiritual Qi to replenish his mana, Lin Xu cautiously kept an eye on the Giant Weird Spider. It looked like it had suffered great damage, but checking the panel revealed that it had only lost a little over one-tenth of its health, at most a minor injury.
Instead, the continuous burning effect of the flames prevented the strange creature's rapid regeneration ability. It twisted its body, trying to shake off the flames, but the fire stuck to the creature's flesh and burned.
It's the purifying and protective properties of the Glazed Fire!
"This thing has really thick flesh," Lin Xu said, frowning as he looked at the frenzied Giant Weird Spider.
A single Explosive Fireball consumed about one-fifth of his mana, far from enough to burn the monster to death.
Most importantly, the Spiritual Qi in this territory is scarce, and the speed at which magical power recovers is extremely slow.
He glanced back and saw that Zhao Dan had already led his soldiers forward.
"Listen to my command! Cut off its left foreleg!" With a thought, Lin Xu used his Dharma Seed to bring the Daoist soldiers and the Red-Robed Ghosts into the battle.
The first command was given to Zhao Dan, who did not hesitate and led his Dao soldiers to charge at the Giant Weird Spider. The Dao soldiers were surrounded by golden and red light, and a phantom military flag condensed behind Zhao Dan, who was at the head of the charge.
"Kill!" He swung his halberd, and a crimson-gold halberd shadow slashed down, striking the spider's leg.
"Hiss~"
Dark red blood splattered and landed on the wheat seedlings on the ground, raising waves of a strong, putrid stench.
Ah~
The spider legs twitched and screamed; the deformed flesh and blood creation pieced together from twisted human bodies writhed and wailed. The torn flesh struggled to grow disgusting buds, but they were ignited by the divine attributes contained in the magic power and quickly carbonized and shattered.
This seemingly fierce attack only left a deep scorch mark on the spider's leg.
The Giant Weird Spider, recovering from its intense pain, lunged furiously at the Daoist soldier.
"Jingshu, pull hard!"
A spiritual message was transmitted, and the Red-Robed Ghosts responded immediately. The red threads tightened suddenly, and a spider leg that was falling was entangled by the dense red threads, causing its descent to abruptly halt.
At that moment, Zhao Dan swung his halberd, unleashing a second halberd shadow that left a second wound on its left foreleg.
At this moment, the Giant Weird Spider was charging towards the Dao soldier. As one leg's rhythm was disrupted and another leg was injured, its center of gravity shifted forward, and a "crack" sound was heard.
The spider's damaged left leg snapped under the force, causing the running spider to shudder and fall to the ground.
"Boom~"
The ground trembled, and the enormous, eerie spider crashed heavily to the ground, rolling towards the Dao soldier.
By the time the Giant Weird Spider finally stopped, dazed and confused, hundreds of Daoist soldiers had already launched a surprise attack, brandishing their halberds and stabbing at it.
Ah~
The middle-aged man screamed as he struggled and fought back, his slender, eerie limbs lashing out at the Daoist soldier with a chilling whistle.
Lin Xu had already stopped casting spells. He entered a state of Thought Overclocking, using Zhao Dan and Yan Jingshu, who were receiving the Dharma Seed, as the core to command the counterattack.
"The second limb on the right!" He marked it with his spiritual sense. Yan Jingshu reacted quickly and directed the Red-Robed Ghosts to release red threads that wrapped around the rapidly swinging spider leg, pulling and weakening its force.
When the spider's leg lashed out and broke free of the red thread, most of its strength had already dissipated.
"Smack~"
The crimson-gold protective aura on the chosen Dao soldier shattered, leaving a dent in his sturdy armor. He was sent flying two or three meters into the air, as if he had been whipped.
Five or six Daoist soldiers along the way were whipped away and rolled on the ground.
Lin Xu glanced at it and immediately felt relieved.
Although he was injured, he did not die.
Having confirmed the strategy was effective, he commanded two battle groups to besiege the Giant Weird Spider, with the Daoist soldiers responsible for inflicting casualties and the Red-Robed Ghosts responsible for weakening the target's attack.
Squads of Daoist soldiers were sent flying, but the number of the grotesque human figures wailing on the Giant Weird Spider's body dwindled.
The enormous monster never rose again, and Zhao Yan finally wielded his long spear, severing the huge middle-aged man's head from the spider's body.
Ah~
With a scream, the Giant Weird Spider completely lost its life.
"It's over~" Looking at the limp, eerie spider, Lin Xu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
This Giant Weird Spider's most terrifying ability is actually on large-scale battlefields; its vicious taunts can silently corrupt its targets, transforming them into new Weird Spider.
These separate units can fight and also act as blood packs to restore themselves; this ability to fight in groups is enough to wear down an army.
The Giant Weird Spider was dead, but the Ghost Bride did not stop fighting. She repeatedly stabbed the middle-aged man's lips with the blood-stained hairpin in her hand, tearing his already swollen mouth to shreds.
Lin Xu's lips twitched, and he glanced at Yan Jingshu, who was resolutely and persistently whipping the corpse, but decisively pretended not to see it.
He glanced at the Daoist soldiers and saw that, led by the captain, the wounded soldiers had removed their armor and were healing and recovering.
More than 30 Daoist soldiers were injured in the attack, with varying degrees of injury. Fortunately, with the help of the Red-Robed Ghosts, no Daoist soldiers died.
Lin Xu used magic to heal the injured Daoist soldiers one by one, and the soldiers then returned to the earthen fortress to recuperate.
Instead, the Red-Robed Ghosts, led by Yan Jingshu, began a brutal and inhumane collective "corpse-whipping."
"Is it devouring the Giant Weird Spider?" Watching the Red-Robed Ghost wielding red threads, like saws, they dismembered the enormous monster piece by piece. Blood-red magic permeated the body parts, eventually melting them and transforming them into blood-red robes that enveloped the Wedding Procession Ghost.
Only then did Lin Xu realize that Yan Jingshu was not just venting her anger, but was clearly absorbing the strangeness as nourishment.
"But, if you swallow this stuff, won't it cause corrosion?"
With doubts in his heart, he extended his spiritual sense and entered Yan Jingshu's sea of consciousness through the connection of the Dharma Seed.
A warm tent adorned with hibiscus blossoms, a brocade quilt with phoenixes and dragons, red candles weeping, a wedding dress shimmering with rainbow colors.
The small boudoir was like a world unto itself. Sitting on the brocade bed, Yan Jingshu held a red thread in her hand. The red thread passed through the door and disappeared into the darkness, each thread leading to a Wedding Procession Ghost.
On the crimson silk thread, blood-red light continuously converged towards the Ghost Bride. Holding the red thread, she gathered all the red light in the room.