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

A chilling chewing sound exploded in mid-air.

The powerful Minotaur King-level creature was instantly torn to pieces before it even had a chance to unleash its power; its bones and flesh were chewed up and swallowed.

But after devouring the minotaur, the spiders did not rush down to attack. Instead, they immediately retreated back into their webs and continued to roar while hanging on the silk.

Upon seeing this, the Eagle Master's breath hitched.

He turned his head and met Linglong's teasing purple eyes.

They both saw the same guess in each other's eyes.

"Hahaha......"

The Eagle Master suddenly chuckled softly, then the laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

"Damn it, you almost fooled me!"

Eagle Master suddenly turned around and stared intently at the Weaver of Fate at the center of the spider web.

His wings, which had been huddled up in fear, were now fully unfurled arrogantly, with violent wind energy swirling around him.

"You're just hanging on by a thread. I really thought your life force would never run out!" Eagle Master gritted his teeth and stared at the high and mighty woman.

This woman is definitely at her last gasp.

The reason she can still hatch so many spiders is that she is completely overdrawing her last bit of life force.

If those tens of thousands of spiders were spawned by the Weaver Queen in her prime, how could they possibly just hang on the web as decorations?

She dared not let her offspring stray too far from her for even a moment, because she needed them to act as a defensive line!

They've been found out.

The Weaver Queen sat on the net, her face still calm, but her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were clenched tightly.

She is so tired.

Now, even moving a finger feels like her internal organs are being torn apart.

Even though she wanted to protect this territory for him, her strength had truly reached its limit.

"boom!"

The eagle master gave her no chance to catch her breath, and suddenly flapped its wings.

Dozens of cyan wind blades, each a hundred meters long, tore through the air with a piercing sonic boom, slashing fiercely at the spider web in mid-air.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Like cutting butter with a hot knife.

Those mutated spiders, which should have been as hard as iron, were as fragile as paper in the face of the wind blades.

Large numbers of spiders were cut in half at the waist, their severed limbs mixed with green bodily fluids raining down on the ground.

"Weak! Absolutely too weak!"

The Eagle Master looked at the blood and flesh flying everywhere, a perverse excitement gleaming in his eyes.

He shouted mockingly, "Compared to a few days ago, your once-proud offspring are now significantly weaker!"

"These past few days, you haven't dared to close your eyes for a single moment, have you, in case I suddenly come back?"

"How pathetic! That once dazzling fellow is now hiding in the net like a turtle!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the Eagle Master's massive body vanished from the spot.

So fast!

Empress Weaver of Fate suddenly narrowed her eyes.

She forcefully mobilized the last bit of spiritual power in her body, trying to control the spider silk around her for defense.

But it's too late.

The Eagle Master's figure had already appeared ghost-like directly above her.

"Get down!"

Eagle Master grinned maliciously, and with immense force, his right leg, enveloped in a raging storm, lashed out at the Weaver of Fates' abdomen.

"Bang--!"

The air was kicked out in a visible white wave.

The Weaver Queen didn't even manage a groan before she crashed through the giant net she had woven herself, like a falling meteor, and slammed heavily into the charred ruins below.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled and soil flew everywhere.

A bottomless crater appeared on the surface of the earth, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web.

This attack shattered several bones inside the Weaver of Fate's body.

She was already depleted of her vital essence, and even her protective energy was extremely thin. This kick almost took away the remaining half of her life.

Blood gushed wildly from the corner of her mouth as the Weaver of Fate lay in the muddy water of the deep pit, her vision beginning to blur.

No, I can't just die here.

The master's task is not yet complete.

She gritted her teeth, dug her hands deep into the soil, and tried to stand up again.

midair.

Seeing that usually arrogant woman lying in the pit like a dead dog, Eagle Master felt every pore on his body relax.

Cool!

That was fucking awesome!

The humiliation of being chased and beaten by her a few days ago has finally been completely washed away at this moment.

He raised his hand, and the raging wind element gathered in his palm once more. He was going to personally twist this woman's head off and hang it in his trophy room!

"Stop playing."

Just then, Linglong's icy voice rang out from above.

"The longer we wait, the more things might go wrong. We need to kill them quickly, and don't forget the task Lord Twilight gave us."

Hearing this condescending tone of command, the Eagle Master's anger flared up instantly.

Damn it, you bitch.

They just stood by and watched from the beginning, using me as a pawn. Now that I've won, they're coming to give orders.

Who do they think they are?

Although the Eagle Master cursed inwardly, his hands did not stop moving.

Now that he had avenged his great enemy, the pleasure completely overwhelmed his dissatisfaction with Linglong.

I'm too lazy to argue with this crazy woman; I'll just focus on getting the credit first.

"Enough with your nonsense, I'll send her on her way right now!"

Eagle Master snorted coldly, flapped his wings, and transformed into a blue tornado, swooping down towards the Weaver of Fate in the deep pit.

In the deep pit.

Hearing the terrifying sonic boom coming from above, the Weaver of Fate bit her tongue to force herself to stay awake.

If you want to kill me, then we'll die together!

She completely abandoned any defenses on her body, squeezing out all the remaining primal power within her and injecting it directly into the soil beneath her.

"Birth." She uttered the two words hoarsely.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The soil around the pit exploded instantly, and dozens of blood-red, exploding spiders, radiating an aura of destruction, burst out of the ground, screaming as they pounced on the swooping Eagle Master.

If we can stop him for even a second, we can detonate these spiders and take him down with us.

however.

Just as the Weaver Queen was about to detonate, a chilling aura that sent shivers down her spine rose up from behind her without warning.

There was no fluctuation in space.

But a purple figure appeared behind her like a ghost.

exquisite!

The Weaver Queen's gaze froze instantly. She tried to turn her head, but her body couldn't keep up with her consciousness.

A cool hand gently rested on her shoulder.

Linglong bent down, her lips close to the Weaver Queen's ear, her long purple hair falling onto the Queen's cheek.

"In your eyes..."

Linglong's voice was as soft as a whisper to a lover, but the madness it revealed sent chills down one's spine.

"Why is it only him? Why won't he give me even a little attention?"