Deities: Rulers of Nature

Judging by its appearance alone, the amethyst poisonous mist doesn't look poisonous at all. It's not murky, gray, or pungent. On the contrary, it has a crystalline amethyst color that reflects an eerie and dazzling beauty in the not-so-bright light of the cave.

In the blink of an eye, the thick-maned bearman's large head was completely swallowed by the swirling mist.

"Sizzle!"

Because the process was too fast, the Thick-Maned Bearman couldn't dodge it. His vulnerable parts, such as his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, made a sound of flesh melting after coming into contact with the poisonous fog.

Some of the poisonous mist even seeped into the Thick-Maned Bearman's body through his breathing.

The thick-maned bear-man, who was still struggling, suddenly froze. He immediately closed his eyes, held his breath, and channeled his powerful blood energy into his body, trying to eliminate the invading poisonous mist.

However, how could Crimson possibly give him time?

"Die."

Crimson spiritual energy and blood energy surged simultaneously, while an even more concentrated amethyst venom condensed above his palm—this was the Poison Spear Technique.

However, unlike the previous shot, this swarm of venom did not dissipate completely until the third venomous spear was fired.

The three poisoned spears, one after the other, precisely targeted the small crater that had been melted from the chest of the Thick-Maned Bearman.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Three dull thuds of flesh being pierced rang out. The thick-maned bear-man didn't even have time to scream, or perhaps his vocal cords had been dissolved. The three poison spears directly melted a large, clear hole in his chest, along with the nearby internal organs, which were completely dissolved away.

With his five crimson fingers slightly spread, his spiritual power spread out, and the remaining poisonous mist flowed back, finally disappearing into his fingertips.

As the poisonous fog dissipated and the vines summoned by the Entangling Spell vanished, the Bronze-rank Thick-maned Bearman who had easily wiped out a squad of Batmen collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

His death was quite gruesome. Large patches of fur on his once mane-covered head were melted away by the poisonous fog, revealing flesh and bone. One of his ears was also completely melted away.

His eyelids were also melted away, but his two eyes were completely preserved. Without the cover of his eyelids, his eyeballs no longer looked as small as before, and his pupils were out of focus. He could no longer close his eyes, and he died with his eyes wide open.

"Crimson, the remains you left behind with your amethyst venom are a bit horrifying. Be careful in the tribe, don't frighten the little snake people." Green's voice came from not far away, having also dealt with the Thick-Maned Bear.

"This little scene won't scare those little bastards. Besides, things aren't much better on your side, Brother Qinglv," Chihong replied with a smile.

Times have changed, and the Xishan tribe's resources and conditions are now far superior to those of Chihong when he was a child.

With abundant resources and increasingly sophisticated formal training, the new generation of snake people are not only strong and healthy, but also very bold.

Crimson knew perfectly well that Green was teasing him, but Crimson wasn't wrong either; the thick-maned bear that Green had taken down didn't look very appealing.

Green was swift and decisive, not only removing the thick-maned bear's four paws but also completely peeling off its skin, leaving only a naked, fleshy body lying in a pool of blood.

"We haven't eaten much along the way, but since we have some ingredients on hand, let's eat this." Qinglu weighed the bear paw in his hand and a smile appeared on his lips. He was thinking of the thick-skinned brown bear that he had dealt with during the Crimson Temple trial.

"Hey bro, we're still young, why are you reminiscing about the old days?" Chi Hong was speechless.

Influenced by the God of Nature, the Snake-People of Xishan and the Cherry Blossom Spirits do not eat intelligent races, but they do not need to worry about intelligent wild beasts.

Afterwards, Green washed the bear paws with underground river water, while Crimson went back to a small underground forest they had passed earlier and took some wood. Don't be surprised, there are forests in the dark cave.

Before long, flames were lit, and the bear paws on the fire sizzled and dripped oil into the fire, emitting an enticing aroma that spread throughout the cave and tunnel.

"Looks like this meal won't be peaceful." While waiting for the bear paw to cook, Qinglu suddenly sighed.

Although the person who came was very discreet and did not reveal any flaws, in the Azure Eye of Truth, such a large bronze color was silently approaching, and it was really difficult to pretend not to see it.

"Isn't this exactly what you were trying to achieve by roasting bear paws here?" Crimson chuckled, then his eyes sharpened in the firelight. "I didn't expect to catch such a big fish."

With the green light as a warning, the crimson spiritual senses locked onto the enemy: a large spider with a humanoid upper body, clearly a native race. The Snowflake Spider-Man had arrived.

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[Race: Snow Spider Clan]

[Category: Insectoid]

[Level: Medium Race]

[Rank: Mortal to Bronze]

[Potential: Bronze (Levels 1-30)]

[Talent: Spider Web]

Bloodline Purity: 87/100

[Information: A remnant of the old era, worshipping the fallen gods of poison and the spider...]

Approaching silently was Camilla, who had followed the scent.

As the fifth mistress of the Snow Spiders, the snow on her body is not as white as Carlos's; instead, it is somewhat grayish-white. This is because after she entered the Bronze rank, she took up the profession of a stealthy stalker.

Upon receiving Kester's orders, Camilla led a portion of her Dark Iron Rank offspring rapidly toward the shallower levels. As soon as she arrived, she detected a fragrance in the air that did not belong to the Underdark.

After subtly dispersing her offspring and preparing for an ambush, Camilla's figure slowly disappeared into the shadows of the cave.

This is her specialty; because of this, many bronze-level wild beasts don't even realize she's there before they're attacked.

At this moment, Camilla, with absolute confidence, was silently approaching Green and Crimson along the colorless spider web.

As the only intelligent race living in the dark caverns, the Snow Spiders had long ago laid spider webs in most of the caves and tunnels.

This is partly for ease of hunting, and partly because it allows them to move faster on the spider web.

Camilla hung upside down from the top of the cave, looking down at the two people below who seemed to be engrossed in roasting meat and completely unsuspecting. She suddenly turned around and fell like a falling rock.

Eight sharp spider legs instantly extended, like eight sharp spears, aimed straight at the two. Camilla was still hanging from a spider silk thread on her abdomen to prevent herself from being injured by the fall.

However, instead of panic, she was met with a series of blood-red claws that precisely struck her leg joints.

While it wouldn't cripple her leg, it did affect her ability to move around.

"hiss!"

Camilla, realizing she had been exposed after her sneak attack failed, let out a roar.

The roar was like a signal, and immediately a dense cacophony of rubbing joints echoed through the surrounding tunnels.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of massive Black Iron-tier Snowflake Spidermen surged out, their countless scarlet eyes lighting up and instantly enveloping the cyan and crimson landscape.