Chapter 198 Ghost Faced Spider

I really didn’t want to pay attention to this poker-faced person, so I curled my lips helplessly and sighed.

Yura was still looking at me with high interest, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, revealing a hint of amusement.

The group of people stepped onto the 19th floor one after another. What they saw was a dim cave with phosphorescent light, humid and stuffy.

There are a few strands of thin white silk stuck to the feet, which are spider webs.

I stretched out my fingers and pulled, and found that the spider silk was very tough. I pulled hard, and with a bang, the spider silk was torn into two pieces. This toughness is comparable to that of a piano string.

"This floor is the lair of the Ghost-Faced Spider."

Harold's voice no longer sounded relaxed at all, but instead sounded a bit serious.

Yura's eyes on the side also became very wary, and she leaned towards the captain Harold as if there was no sign of it.

On the other side, Jin Siqi, the commander of the Rose Legion, held the knight's sword in both hands. On the surface, she looked as if nothing had happened, but her slightly frown betrayed her mood at this time - she was very nervous.

Behind her, Bao Manli and Yu Shuangyu's breathing rhythms changed, and their hands holding the sword and battle ax trembled slightly. Was this because they were afraid?

I looked at the expressions of the other team members. Except for a few people at the end of the team, everyone else seemed to be affected by the captain, and they were all extremely nervous.

I couldn't figure out what they were afraid of. Out of curiosity, I asked Yura: "Why are you so scared, uh, nervous?"

Yura moved the corners of his mouth and looked around, his expression still very guarded: "If you want to say you are scared, just say so, but I am indeed scared."

"What are you afraid of?" I asked again.

"What else are you afraid of here?" Yura swallowed and said, "Of course it's the ghost-faced spider."

"Isn't the Ghost-Faced Spider a level 9 monster?" I asked in confusion: "And it's not a collective action type. So many people can't deal with a level 9 monster?"

Yula's eyes were bitter. She frowned slightly and said, "Who told you that the Ghost-faced Spider must be a level nine monster? Do you still think you are a rookie adventurer who just entered the dungeon?"

This statement immediately woke me up.

She is right. When I was farming monsters, I also encountered sporadic and powerful mutant monsters. But after a small-scale dungeon movement not long ago, this situation became no longer accidental. , in the process of spawning monsters, you will encounter a powerful mutant monster from time to time. What's more, there will also be a demonized spider that will mutate into a ghost-faced spider, and an exaggeratedly powerful demonized bat boss.

None of these can be defeated by a group of adventurers of the same level!

If it weren't for the sharpness of the sword and my weird fighting style, I might have turned into a dead soul under the monster's claws in the previous two battles.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Yura, you're not talking about level nine ghost-faced spiders. How many are there in total?"

Yura twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "One, but one is enough for us to bear."

"No way." I couldn't understand: "I see there are many powerful characters in the team. How come a ghost-faced spider scares you like this? What level is it?"

Yura shook his head and said he didn't know.

Harold spoke at this moment: "There is only one mutated ghost-faced spider found so far. I can't tell its level, but I can conclude that it will not be lower than level eleven."

Having said this, his face looked a little ugly, and he frowned, as if he was making a difficult decision. After a while, he said: "It captured two of my teammates in front of me, just a few days ago. "

ah!

In the team, some adventurers screamed in panic. They could not imagine that even an adventurer as strong as Harold would have monsters that they could not fight against.

Of course, it is normal to have such thoughts. After all, the difference between Harold and the legendary strongest elf female warrior is only two levels. At level ten, he has shown an extremely powerful side in terms of combat ability and command. , over time, in the minds of most people in Airui City, he has already become synonymous with power.

And now, after pouring out these bitter conclusions, how could those adventurers who believe in Harold not be surprised and disappointed?

"The eleventh-level mutant ghost-faced spider." I frowned: "It's really a tough nut to crack! I think there may be casualties later."

Harold glanced at me, his eyes were very determined, and his voice was low but powerful: "I will never let it hurt any of my teammates again!"

Looking at his serious expression, I had nothing to say, I just sighed and shook my head.

"It should be inside, right?" Jin Siqi asked.

"Maybe, I don't know," Harold said uncertainly.

Yu Shuangyu, who was holding the war hammer, had his hands trembling constantly, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his breathing became very rapid.

Bao Manli, who was beside her, gently put his right hand on her shoulder and whispered: "Don't be too excited, calm down, calm down, our sisters' revenge will definitely be avenged."

I see

I understood in my heart: No wonder the Legion of Roses and Harold's guild were able to move forward side by side, sharing the same hatred and feelings for the ghost-faced spider that they had yet to meet.

That spider is really awesome. It actually led to the two guilds working together to defeat it. It should be praised as a weirdo among monsters!

From the moment they entered the 19th floor, the team was moving faster than a turtle. Everyone in the team was on high alert, with warriors as the outermost circle, followed by archers, musketeers, and then magicians. In the innermost part is the priest's formation, slowly moving forward.

My position was assigned to Harold's side. Behind me was the female archer who shot the arrow to save me. Although we were less than an arm's length away, I couldn't spare the time to say thank you to her. , this is my biggest trouble so far.

On the nineteenth floor, a dark wind blew through, bringing with it a fishy smell.

Not far away, there were several fireflies shining brightly, flashing gently, and from time to time, they would make a soft rustling sound.

I probed my head and squinted slightly, trying to see clearly what the flickering firefly was emitting.

After taking a few deep glances to see clearly, I couldn't help but take a breath of air: Those fireflies were not emitted by dead things at all, but the eyes of a spider that was half a man tall!

The spider was dormant in the darkness, staring closely at our group of people, with its back hunched and its legs stretched as if facing a formidable enemy, but it did not dare to move forward easily. It just watched quietly there, as if it were a dead thing.