Ninth class citizen

Chapter 252: Death or Death
Driven by the blood, the young spiders climbed onto the mother spider's back and attacked humans frantically.

The officer saw Nan Rong's weakness, so he surrounded her with the other four men, fighting back to back while also blocking the metal coins coming from all directions.

This obvious protective gesture surprised Nan Rong.

"You have solved the biggest problem, leave the rest to us." The officer said, dodging the sneak attack from the chelicerae and chopping the axe into the spiderling's forehead.

"Yeah, who would have thought that a delicate little girl could kill such a huge monster?" Another fourth-level warrior asked loudly, "How do you know where its weakness is?"

"I have some knowledge of materials science." Nan Rong said, "These little spiders are most afraid of fire - it's a pity that there is no fire-type extraordinary person among us."

"Transcendents are much more valuable than us warriors." A red-haired strong man shrugged and cut the jumping spiderling in half with a knife: "How can they be willing to use it as a consumable."

"As long as we are careful and support each other, it will only be a matter of time before we destroy them," the officer said.

He said it very ambitiously, but it is quite difficult to put it into practice.

Although the young spiders were only first-level, there were too many of them. Most of their weapons had their blades rolled up, and even with martial arts attached, they could not easily cut open the bodies of the young spiders.

"We can't go on like this." The officer led his men fighting and retreating, and soon they retreated to the head of the mother spider.

They were all quite exhausted, with more and more wounds on their bodies. But even so, they still surrounded Nan Rong tightly, and even took the time to help her knock away the coins that were about to fall.

"This is too boring." The silver-haired young man yawned, "How long do we have to wait? I'm still looking forward to watching the death roulette tonight. I heard that two special execution methods have been added tonight?"

"Be patient, I always feel that this girl has some tricks up her sleeve." The friend disagreed.

"The progress is indeed too slow." The young master looked at the black-robed man's face and gently knocked on the armrest of the sofa:

"Go help them, in five minutes either end the fight or start a bonfire."

"Yes." Manager Wu took the order and retreated. A few seconds later, a sweet and clear electronic sound rang out on the field:
"Dear distinguished guests, in order to enhance your viewing experience, we will increase the difficulty of this special warm-up match - from now on, within five minutes, the contestants must kill all the strange beasts, otherwise they will be burned by the ground fire~ The countdown begins now: 300 seconds, 299 seconds, 298 seconds."

As the countdown progressed, small nozzles emerged from the sand around the mother spider, spewing out a mist of oil with a pungent smell, which quickly soaked the nearby ground and half of the mother spider's body, and even the young spiders that were crawling upwards were all covered in it.

The entire audience stood up at the first moment, waving their glow sticks vigorously, cheering and jumping for joy, unable to control themselves.

"That's interesting." The silver-haired young man laughed. "Though thorny flowers are tempting, if you can't get them, you might as well burn them to ashes."

"Is that so?" The friend said with a sullen look, "I don't know what's wrong with Blackthorn this time. They are so tough and don't even want the money that was delivered to them."

"It's not a bad thing actually." The silver-haired young man sipped the wine that the charming maid had just brought him. "If we really start bidding, your pocket money may not be enough. If you let me or someone else bid for it, wouldn't it be a waste of anger?"

"What a mouth you have!" The friend sat back angrily, staring straight at Nan Rong's face.

"What a nice little girl." He licked his lips and sighed, "What a pity."

The five people who were fighting bloody battles all frowned, looking very ugly.

"There are still over a hundred spiderlings left. Even if the weapons are intact, it will take at least twenty minutes. Five minutes means no chance of survival for us."

"That's right, since it's useless no matter how hard you try, you might as well just kill yourself!" the red-haired strong man said angrily. "It's not the last moment yet, don't panic!" the officer from Eta said, "Little girl, do you have any other ideas?"

In addition to being afraid of fire, the young Talam spiders have the same weak spot as their mother, right in the middle of their heads.

But this weakness was discovered by everyone as early as when Nan Rong killed the mother spider. The speed of killing young spiders has increased to a certain extent afterwards, but the improvement is also limited.

Nan Rong raised the dagger: "I'm almost done resting."

"We are not dead yet, it's not your turn." said the red-haired burly man, and he killed a baby spider with all his might, then reached out to wipe the blue blood that splashed into his eyes.

A sharp claw suddenly flipped up from below, silently hooked his foot, and pulled hard.

"Ah!" Most of the red-haired strong man's foot was chopped off. He fell down with a scream, and was surrounded by a group of baby spiders in an instant.

The man next to him couldn't stop it in time, and faced the baby spider with resentment, but he unexpectedly found that this baby spider was different from the previous ones.

It is larger, has stronger and sharper chelicerae, and is faster.

He used all his strength and killed it even though his left arm was pierced. However, he soon discovered that more baby spiders had also changed.

This change was seen by everyone.

"It must have evolved rapidly after eating the corpses of warriors." Nan Rong quickly came to a professional conclusion.

Low-level alien beasts can evolve by devouring the flesh and blood of higher-level alien beasts, and the same is true for humans.

The last bit of hope in the hearts of the survivors was completely extinguished.

"It seems that we are going to die in the mouths of these beasts." The officer said with a sad smile: "Little girl, are you afraid?"

Nan Rong did not answer. She looked at the people who were still protecting her despite being covered in blood, and the group of hideous spiderlings. Suddenly, she felt that the scene before her was very similar to many scenes in her memory.

"What are you afraid of?" Another Eta prisoner laughed. "We have been able to hold on until now, but we are already too late compared to our brothers. Let's get going quickly. They may still be waiting for us."

As he spoke, he kicked a young spider hard and sent it flying, but the chelicerae of another young spider that had just climbed up cut off a whole piece of flesh on the outside of his thigh, and blood gushed out immediately.

It hurt a lot. But he didn't cry out in pain, instead he raised the long sword full of notches and chopped it down.

The next moment, the blade broke, and eight green compound eyes swept over coldly, with sharp claws pointing at his chest.

At the same time, the Aita officer's axe embedded itself into the skull of the second-order spiderling in front of him. As the blue blood flowed out, it opened its spinner and sprayed out the first web in its spider life, covering the officer tightly.

"Sorry." The officer uttered the last two words.

The sound lingered, and Nan Rong felt that everything in front of him was moving incredibly slowly.

It was like being trapped in a silent bubble. The people in distress outside and the layers of baby spiders were all like being frozen in a ball of transparent gelatin. Every movement became extremely slow.