Ross Spider, who lives in the Blood River, has mobilized all his belongings. These twelve Blood Mothers are the most loyal ministers who guard the entire Blood River for her.

In order to agree with the Abyss Demon King and obtain the few faith powers on the main plane, Ross Spider Queen sent this group of huge spiders.

The bloody mother, who was as big as an ancient monster, moved her "slim" but not fragile amputation quickly passed through the wasteland shrouded by flames...

In front of them is a corpse whose bodies are covered with colorful colors - indeed not a kind god, even the way of killing people is so disgusting.

All the corpses were poisoned and very violent.

If it is not processed as soon as possible, a terrible and terrifying plague may occur after a period of time.

These corpses appeared in the compound eyes of the mothers of the blood. Compared to their very slender forelimbs, after a gentle stroke, a slight ripples in the air began to ripple.

"Oh my God, what is that!" Someone among the half-elves began to shout, and they were keen to feel the movements of these bloody mothers.

A rotating gray vortex appeared above the colorful corpse. With the whistling "whimpering" sound, the corpse had disappeared from everyone's sight when the vortex stopped. Instead, it was indeed two skeletons holding a knife in one hand and holding a shield in the other!

After the joint action of the twelve Bloody Mothers, twenty-four skeletons immediately appeared in the rescue army camp wrapped in flames.

However, this is nothing!

The Mother of Blood not only kept rubbing her forelimbs, causing elemental shock from the air, and while singing magic spells, she also raised her buttocks high - the same colorful and huge belly pouch was bent under her body. The tail, which was like a chrysanthemum-shaped tail was constantly shrinking and opening... At the same time, piles of white sticky objects were spit out.

"These guys can even use magic!" The Bemon tribe has always been called magic, and he was shocked to see any thing releasing magic Blatt.

"It's more than that!" Xiang Shuai narrowed his eyes, and pointed the belly bags of the Mother of Blood with his hand, reminding this Behemoth not to ignore the small movements of the big spiders.

At the same time, many slave warriors and half-elves were found to have these small actions. Due to the continuous emergence of corpses from the ground, some soldiers were exhausted and did not notice some more subtle things at all.

The troll Javeliners who had been hiding behind noticed these things. Gao Fei accelerated and ran up for a short distance, and threw out the javelin with his right hand. After a long period of training, the projection of these troll Javeliners could have been at a very accurate distance. Two white viscous objects that had just been spit out of their belly bags by the mother of blood were penetrated...

Immediately afterwards, a miserable scream rang out.

It turned out that those white and viscous objects were egg cocoons laid by the Mother of Blood, and all of them were ripened with small Mother of Blood... Although they were not complete, they had the same abilities as the Mother of Mother of Blood. Of course, time was only limited to the prescribed time - twelve hours.

Just twelve hours were enough for these small bloody mothers to turn the entire wasteland into a no-man's realm.

The pierced egg cocoon suddenly looked like broken glass, with a viscous white liquid flowing out of the egg cocoon, and there was also a spider that was rapidly ripening.

This unexpected scene quickly attracted the attention of leaders who were summoned undead skeletons, so all kinds of remote units were ordered to attack the constantly wriggling egg cocoons. As the egg cocoons broke, more and more small bloody mothers who had not been fully ripened fell out of a pool of sticky liquid... and then gradually died in convulsions.

However, more and more small bloody mothers broke the egg cocoon wrapped around them, broke open, and quickly marched towards the rescue army. Their bodies were only one blade at first, like a calf not long ago, but as they moved forward, their bodies became larger and larger until they grew two blades.

So more and more people noticed the situation here and placed their firepower on the egg cocoons.

It was just a little late. With the spell of the Mother of Blood, there were more and more skeletons on the battlefield, and the guards became more and more difficult for the entire situation. This led to the successful birth of a large number of people who were careful of the Mother of Blood...

The Twelve Bloody Mothers kept repeating their actions, intending to quickly tilt their own side to the victory of the entire battlefield.

If the number of corpses present was not too small, the battle might have been easily taken down.

When the quantity reaches its limit, it can also become a qualitative change.

The defense line of the rescue army was quickly compressed, and the fire ring spreading outside did not become the defense circle of the rescue army, but instead became an obstacle. These flames did not deter the small mother of blood, but instead burned a layer of mucus on their bodies. As for the skeletons... the temperature of the flames here did not have the ability to burn them to ashes in an instant, and at most it would only be a layer of black dust on their bodies.

Faced with the attack of the Mother of Blood, Bemon and the half-elf warriors retreated step by step. Even the elf priests in the air were affected. Originally, these priests wanted to rely on horned eagles to approach them while the Mother of Blood was laying egg cocoons, but they did not expect that a negligence would give their lives instead.

No one expected that the Mother of Blood would suddenly lift her belly bag into the air and spray out a colorful spider line. Then the line spreads like a rainbow in the air, forming a huge intertwined spider web that firmly covers the horned eagle flying over nearly a hundred yards of the air.

In nature, the more beautiful the object has, the greater the toxicity it has. The moment this colorful rainbow spreads, it proves its power.

The horned eagle beast under the priest and the priests were kept, and the liquid flowing on the spider web quickly invaded the creatures in the web. The invasion of venom caused the trapped prey to stop struggling quickly...

Not only the horned eagle beast, but even the druids flying into the air cannot survive.

The speed was so fast that even the nearest warrior didn't have time to tear open the spider web.

"Corrosion, weakness, aging... vicious additional attributes!" Xiang Shuai gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely. The twelve mothers of blood almost all the negative attributes that can be counted. The warriors who have no resistance here will be immediately covered by negative attributes after being hit. Coupled with the toxicity of continuous erosion, the situation becomes increasingly difficult to control.

However, this is just the Mother of Blood. Who knows what else is there in this Spider Academy?

"kill!"

After having had enough of the passively beaten slave warriors burst out with violent roars from their throats, they rushed out quickly. Of course, it was limited to the swamp giant...

The huge swamp giant turned over the back of the Komodo beast.

Except for the twelve bloody mothers that might hurt themselves, the swamp giant did not take these skeleton warriors who were only one blade five in height seriously. The pure metal with the blood stains of the spurs could kick these skeletons all over the sky with just one kick, and there was no need to wave their weapons to teach these damn undead lessons.

As for those small bloody mothers, there is no need to worry about them. Although they are numerous and have a slightly larger size, they have no more to worry about for the swamp giant. Although their forelimbs are sharp and comparable to the weapons of half-elf warriors, they cannot tear open the armour of the swamp giant.

It's like no matter how sharp the knife is, it can't cut off the armor outside the tank. So the swamp giants don't need to worry about the existence of these guys. They are like a train driving full-horsepower, crushing out wildly. And the end of those small bloody mothers who dare to stand in front of the Komodo giant beast't' type collision will be very miserable, very miserable...

The angry mother of blood roared hard. They raised their huge belly bags like they had just now. With the roar, colorful spider webs spewed out of the "chrysanthemums", intertwining into a brilliant net in the air!
Chapter completed!