Night Crow Master

After the weird scaly creature that looked like an earthworm and sandworm got into the ground, it reappeared next to Babylon.

Glancing at Acorn who fell on the ground and tore the red spider web weakly with his arm, Babylon smiled.

Then, the creature that resembled a sandworm opened its mouth---sharp teeth like a chainsaw, biting towards the spider web.

However, when it bit up, Babylon found that its size was shrinking rapidly, and the red web became tighter.

And, the sandworm shrinks extremely fast——

"release!"

When Babylon gave an order to let it escape, he even discovered that it had already refused to obey orders. As for why it did not listen...

The body size has shrunk from more than ten meters in length, half a meter in diameter to only half a meter in length. With the thickness of the thumb, its body is struggling constantly, and then stopped struggling.

death.

why! ?

This rage worm was strengthened by his own ability. Why did the rage worm lose its power and return to its original size? And Acorn...

This kind of weird absorptive power made Babylon very jealous of the spider silk and did not dare to touch it.

I could only watch Acorn's expression become more and more exhausted, his arms kept shrinking and disappearing, and his body was shrinking toward the original posture.

Babylon glanced at the red spider silk, then turned to look at the red giant spider that had stopped moving in place:

"what have you done?"

While staring at Banksy, his right hand squeezed a fist slightly. On his arm, a red shadow exploded, and a worm with the thickness of a thumb came out of his arm. The moment it drilled out, it began to swell and change, becoming the size of the previous rage worm.

The giant worm once again rushed towards Acorn who fell on the ground, trying to rescue Acorn out.

However, just like the worm just now, this furious worm was stuck when its teeth touched the angry demon hunting spider web, and then something in the body was quickly pulled away, and the body quickly Become smaller.

Still so.

In the second attempt, Babylon has confirmed that the spider web can invalidate his power, and Acorn...

Wait a minute, why does it fail? What do they have in common?

anger?

Unlike other "angry" knights, his power does not make him lose his mind, and he has always boasted that he is different from other angry knights.

Damn... a force developed specifically to deal with "anger"?

Babylon quickly understood the power characteristics of the weird spider silk.

"Eight limbs church?... This kind of ability is indeed our nemesis!"

As Babilon said, he waved his hand without hesitation, and a creature that resembled a cobra emerged from his sleeves, and opened his mouth a burst of green smoke.

Hiss--

The faint green smoke of unknown composition, after gushing out, quickly spread outward, completely enveloped Babylon's body.

Moreover, the faint green smoke that spreads out is constantly corroding any matter it touches.

In the afternoon near dusk, the faint green smoke bloomed like fireworks, which was extremely conspicuous.

The six spider eyes watched the faint green smoke that gradually spread, and Banksy did not move at all.

The red that represented anger slowly faded from the body, and the giant red spider also slowly shrank, changing from the form of a spider back to a human.

After glancing at the faint green mist, he turned and left.

Dakhill, who had been watching, didn't say anything after being stunned, and just watched Banksy disappear into his field of vision.

Banksy, who had left the scene, suddenly frowned after turning a corner.

At the next moment, he felt his consciousness as if out of reality, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and as if he had risen upward into the sky.

Banksy, whose sight recovered from the purple-black hazy mist, only saw the endless purple-black world like an illusion.

The view in front of you...

Spider silk?

The endless scenery in front of me is all constructed by spider silk, and right in front, like a palace where a giant lives, a huge building is connected with other scenery.

This is... the web of fate where my **** lives?

Suddenly, the tense emotions caused by the sudden strange feelings were instantly relieved.

He firmly believed that his place was the supreme palace of the great **** "Weaver of Destiny" and "Lord of Eight Limbs", and he calmed down.

"My God summoned me!"

There was a burst of pride in the originally calm Banksy's heart. He straightened his back, lifted his chin slightly, and walked toward the huge palace wallpaper.

When he came outside the palace, he discovered that the palace had no gate at all.

Countless eyeballs are densely scattered outside the palace, exuding terror.

When he noticed these things that were small from a distance and countless eyeballs in the body, Banksy suddenly felt cold.

The next moment, he noticed that purple and black mist had condensed around the eyeballs, coiling around the eyeballs——

Immediately, spiders fell from the walls of the palace and crawled towards the center of the palace.

When Banksy stepped on the dividing line between the empty door position of the palace and the outside world, a death-like chill came from the bottom of his feet.

The cobweb that binds fate is constantly expanding, as if to erode and engulf everything.

Whether it's cities, mountains, forests, stars, everything.

I don't know when, he recovered from the trance.

Lifting his head, Banksy looked into the depths of the palace.

Purple-black spiders the size of a mountain range stopped on the edge of the palace and cast their sights on him.

Even bigger than this, are three pairs of huge, purple-black eyes, looming in the darkness, like the killers at the top of the food chain, exuding a trembling atmosphere of terror.

The purple-black giant spider that enveloped the entire starry sky was staring at him.

With his eyes widened, Banksy lowered his head respectfully.

In front of his eyes, is a god!

The voice uttered in a respectful tone:

"Under the crown, the Lord who weaves destiny and weaves everything, our omniscient and omnipotent god."

After speaking, Banksy heard a magnificent voice like stars pouring out into the world:

"Look up, my fellow."

The voice resounded in the empty palace, and the magnificence of it made him a deeper respect and raised his head.

And what Banksy heard later was only one sentence:

"Suppress the Black Bell Church, destroy the temple in the mist, and get back my lost crown."

"Yes!"

There is no question why, and there is no need to ask why, the will of the gods is everything.