The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The enormous spatial passage slowly twisted at the deepest part of the crevice.

It was a bottomless vortex, its edges emitting an extremely unstable blue-purple light.

These are the coordinates leading to Earth.

Eagle Master walked at the front, gritting his teeth and mobilizing all the remaining power in his body to cover the surface of his armor.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous.

But he had no way out.

"Go!" Eagle Master shouted, plunging headfirst into the swirling, dark blue vortex.

The dozens of king-level monsters behind him immediately swarmed in, following closely behind his back. No one dared to lag behind, and no one dared to make a sound.

Linglong walked last.

She stopped at the entrance of the passage, watching those enormous figures being swallowed up by the light of the passage.

The sneer on her face vanished completely, and her purple eyes stared intently at the entrance to the deep passage.

The Eagle Master's reaction just now didn't seem fake.

Although that guy is useless, his strength is undeniable.

What happened on Earth that could drive such a troublemaker to despair and start talking nonsense?

Birth and destiny.

"Ridiculous," Linglong coldly uttered.

Then, her figure twisted and folded, disappearing into thin air.

The process of traversing the spatial passage was extremely long and violent. The omnipresent void turbulence was like countless steel blades, frantically cutting into everyone's body.

The Eagle Division was at the forefront, desperately trying to maintain the stability of the defensive line.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The eerie blue light in front of us suddenly exploded!

A surge of air, mixed with mud, blood, and extremely violent energy fluctuations, suddenly rushed into the passage.

"boom!"

The Eagle Division's massive body slammed out of the passage exit like a cannonball, landing heavily on the hard ground.

The enormous impact created a terrifying crater tens of meters in diameter in the ground.

Followed by.

boom! boom! boom!

Dozens of king-level monsters crashed down around him one after another, and his already damaged body was hit again, with many of the monsters coughing up mouthfuls of black blood.

Finally, a slight ripple spread across the space.

Linglong appeared silently in mid-air, her toes barely touching the air, without even the hem of her clothes being disheveled.

"Is this Earth?"

Linglong looked down at her surroundings from her high vantage point.

Everywhere you look, there is devastation.

The entire land looked as if it had been plowed dozens of times by a terrifying force. Deep, bottomless ravines crisscrossed the landscape, and the ruins of dilapidated buildings were buried beneath the dark red, scorched earth.

The surroundings were extremely quiet.

The silence was unsettling.

The Eagle Master stood up from the pit and casually brushed the rubble off his shoulder armor.

He was just about to unleash his senses to investigate the whereabouts of the Fate Weaver Queen.

Sudden.

His movements froze completely.

It wasn't just him.

Linglong, who was in mid-air, and the dozens of king-level monsters that had just gotten up around her, all froze at this moment.

It was less than a kilometer ahead of them.

An enormous spider web, radiating a blinding halo, appeared in mid-air without warning.

And at the very center of that spider web sat a person.

The moment they saw the figure clearly, all the monsters held their breath.

"You've finally arrived. I thought you'd run away with your tails between your legs."

It seemed that the Weaver of Fate had been waiting here all along.

She leaned against the very center of the spiderweb, her pale, exquisite face revealing no emotion, coldly surveying the uninvited guests.

No more nonsense.

"roar--!"

A deafening roar erupted without warning.

Following the empress's skirt, countless deep black shadows surged out from the void behind her like a tide.

Those were enormous, mutated spiders hanging from their webs, their sharp limbs rubbing against the energy threads, producing a teeth-grinding cutting sound.

One thousand.

Three thousand heads.

Tens of thousands!

The overwhelming army of spiders instantly turned the entire sky black.

Although those monsters did not exude any power or authority, the violent blood energy contained within each of their bodies was approaching that of a king.

Even the mutated individuals in the front row possessed physical strength that surpassed most of the king-level monsters present.

The dozens of king-level monsters that had just gotten up were now trembling like leaves.

It’s over.

This was the only thought that popped into the minds of all the monsters.

In a one-on-one or even one-on-three situation, these dozens of elite kings wouldn't even consider these mutated spiders a threat.

But now it's one against hundreds! And hundreds of rabid, physically deranged dogs!

What's even more alarming is that this number is still increasing.

If they all pounced on it, they'd probably devour even the bone fragments.

The desire to retreat spread like a plague among the monsters.

Several of the larger monsters had even begun to move stealthily, preparing to find a spatial rift to escape at any moment.

Linglong stood in mid-air, her purple eyes fixed on the Weaver of Fate at the center of the spider web.

Her face, which always carried a nonchalant smile, was unusually tense at this moment.

His lips involuntarily parted slightly.

There really are two kinds of authority.

Birth and destiny!

Even though Eagle Master had described it with great confidence, seeing it with her own eyes and feeling the oppressive feeling that didn't belong to the same dimension still caused a storm in Linglong's heart.

How is that possible?

How can one person simultaneously possess two kinds of authority?

Such an extraordinary feat is something even the most supreme beings might not be able to accomplish.

What kind of monster is this woman?

"escape!"

"Staying here will really kill you!"

Linglong took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

She was about to step back and create some distance when her gaze suddenly stopped on the dense army of spiders.

Not right.

Something seems... a little off.

Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling something was strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Moreover, these mutant spiders were indeed making a fierce noise, and their aura was truly frightening. The venom secreted from their mouthparts had even corroded the ground below, creating deep pits.

But I didn't sense any brutal killing intent from them.

This is completely illogical.

If it were me, commanding such a large army and facing a few dozen exhausted invaders, I would definitely order a charge immediately and overwhelm them with sheer numbers. How could I possibly give the enemy a chance to breathe?

Giving the enemy a way out is to harm yourself.

There's only one possibility for doing this...

These monsters are bluffing.

Linglong's lips curled into a cold smile again.

"Why don't you give it a try?" she suddenly said.

Before she finished speaking, Linglong's spiritual power surged out like a tsunami.

A purple spiritual hand instantly materialized in the void, grabbing a king-level monster that was about to escape.

"My lady! Lady Linglong! No!!!"

The minotaur let out a desperate scream, its limbs flailing wildly in mid-air.

Linglong's eyes were icy cold, and she suddenly flicked her wrist.

The enormous purple hand, like a catapult, slammed the several-ton minotaur into the giant spider web in mid-air.

"roar!"

Almost the instant the minotaur touched the edge of the web, thousands of mutated spiders pounced on it like madmen.