The giant spider's expressionless face contorted into something savage. It roared in fury, "I don't believe you have enough antidotes to keep using on them!!"
As it spoke, the giant spider immediately commanded the teeming swarms of small spiders. They surged toward the Beastman warriors like a tide.
The sheer number of small spiders was enough to make one's skin crawl. They moved swiftly and in an orderly fashion, their massive numbers making them stand out even in the darkness of night.
Some of the Beastman soldiers trembled at the sight of the teeming spiders. But when they looked up at the figure standing firm in mid-air, their fear was instantly replaced by a strange courage. Their blood boiled. 'That flicker of fear suddenly seems insignificant in the face of our countless fallen comrades!'
The Third Prince was behind them!
His spiritual power enveloped them from above!
Their every move was under his watchful eye!
