Night Raven Master

Chapter 464 Take Back My Crown
The place where the strange scaled creature that looked like an earthworm and sandworm got into the ground and reappeared was beside Babylon.

Glancing at Akorn who was lying on the ground and tearing the red spider web weakly with his arms, Babylon showed a smile.

Then, the sandworm-like creature opened its mouth—sharp teeth like a chainsaw, and bit towards the spider web.

However, after it bit on it, Babylon found that its size was shrinking rapidly, and the red spider web became tighter and tighter.

Moreover, the sandworm shrinks extremely fast——

"release!"

When Babylon ordered it to leave, it was discovered that it no longer obeyed. As for why it didn't listen.
Its body size has shrunk from more than ten meters in length and half a meter in diameter to only half a meter in length. It is as thick as a thumb, and its body is struggling continuously, and then, it stops struggling.

death.

why! ?

He strengthened this raging worm with his own ability. Why did the raging worm lose its power and return to its original size?Acorn
This kind of strange absorbing ability made Babylon very afraid of the spider silk, and didn't dare to touch it at all.

He could only watch as Akorn's expression became more and more exhausted, his arms kept shrinking and disappearing, and his body was also shrinking towards its original posture.

Babylon glanced at the red spider silk, then turned to look at the red giant spider that stopped in place and did not move:
"what have you done?"

While staring at Banksy, his right hand slightly clenched his fist. On his arm, a red shadow exploded, and a worm as thick as a thumb came out of his arm. The moment it got out, it began to expand and change, becoming about the same size as the previous raging worm.

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

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

Still the same.

The second attempt has already confirmed to Babylon that the spider web can invalidate his power, and Acorn
Wait, why does it fail?What do they have in common?

anger?
Unlike other "Rage" knights, his strength does not make him lose his mind, and he has always boasted that he is not the same as other Rage knights.

The hateful power developed specifically to deal with "anger"?
Babylon quickly understood the power characteristics of the weird spider silk.

"Is the Church of Eight Limbs?... This ability is indeed our nemesis!"

As Babylon said, he waved his hand without hesitation, and a cobra-like creature emerged from his sleeve, and a green smoke spewed out from its mouth.

hiss--

The dark green smoke of unknown composition spread out quickly after gushing out, completely enveloping Babylon's body.

Moreover, these dark green smoke spreading outwards are constantly corroding any substances they touch.

In the afternoon when it was nearly dusk, the dark green smoke exploded like fireworks, which was extremely conspicuous.

Six spider eyes watched the gradually spreading dark green smoke, Banksy did not move at all.

The red color representing anger slowly faded from the body, and the giant red spider also slowly shrunk, turning back into a human from the form of a spider.

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

Dakshiel, who had been watching, was stunned for a while, but didn't say anything, just watching Banksy disappear from sight.

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

The next moment, he felt that his consciousness seemed to be divorced from reality, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and it seemed to rise up and enter the sky.

Banksy, who recovered his vision from the purple-black mist, only saw the endless purple-black world like an illusion.

The scenery in front of you.
Spider silk?

The vast scenery in front of him is all constructed of spider silk, and directly in front of him, like a palace where giants live, a huge building is connected with other scenery.

Is this the web of fate where my god lives?
In an instant, the tense emotions caused by the sudden strange feeling were instantly soothed.

He firmly believed that the place he was in was the supreme palace of the great god "Fate Weaver" and "Lord of Eight Limbs", and he calmed down.

"My God has summoned me!"

The originally calm Banksy felt proud again. He straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and walked towards the huge palace wallpaper.

When he came outside the palace, he realized that there was no gate at all.

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

When he noticed that these things, which looked small from a distance, were actually countless eyeballs, Banksy also felt a chill in his body.

The next moment, he noticed that a purple-black mist gathered around those eyeballs, coiling around them——

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

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

The spider web that binds fate is constantly expanding, as if it wants to erode and swallow everything.

Whether it's cities, mountains, forests, starry sky, everything.

At some point, he came back from his trance.

Lifting his head, Banksy looked deep into the palace.

Purple-black spiders the size of mountain ranges stopped at the edge of the palace and cast their gazes at him.

Even bigger than this are three pairs of huge, purple-black eyes, looming in the darkness, like killers at the top of the food chain, exuding a terrifying aura that makes people tremble.

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

Eyes widened, Banksy bowed his head respectfully.

In front of him is a god!
A voice uttered in a reverent tone resounded:
"Your Majesty, the Lord who weaves destiny, weaves everything, we are omniscient and omnipotent gods."

After speaking, Banksy heard a grand voice like a star descending on the world:
"Lift up, my disciples."

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

And what Banksy heard afterwards was only one sentence:
"Destroy the Church of the Black Bell, destroy the Temple in the Mist, and take back my lost crown."

"Yes!"

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

(End of this chapter)