Survival: The Evolution of an Evil God Starting from a Spider

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However, Liu Ziming definitely wouldn't go looking for him.

He likes someone.

It's so good to develop your strength quietly and stealthily on your own.

However, at this moment, recalling a term mentioned earlier by the Skeleton King, Liu Ziming was somewhat puzzled. The Divine Spider: "Spider Queen, what is transcendental magic...?" Transcendental magic was a term mentioned by the Skeleton King.

Liu Ziming was also somewhat curious.

Little Spider Queen: "Where did you hear that from?"

The Spider God: "I heard it on the world channel from that Bone King..."

Little Spider Queen: "Uh, ignore him. That guy was lucky; he was reborn into the corpse of a great archmage. Although he became an undead creature, his foundation remains, making him an extremely troublesome character." Little Spider Queen: "As for transcendental magic, you can consider it the second-highest level of magic in this world, after god-level... its power is terrifying..."

Listening quietly, Liu Ziming was also taken aback.

So, super-level magic is similar to a level 9 skill.

Thinking of this, Liu Ziming raised an eyebrow.

That's a bit scary.

"This guy, could he be a god of magic starting from the highest level?" With a smile in his heart, Liu Ziming's interest in him grew stronger.

He hasn't even fought a magician yet.

However, it's not his fault.

Magicians are a noble profession in this world.

Extremely rare.

Moreover, it is extremely powerful.

It's a good thing that we didn't encounter it.

If (chdj) encounters it, it will actually cause a lot of trouble.

However, what Liu Ziming didn't know at that moment was that in the dark forest, in a corner where he was, a group of fully armed human figures were slowly walking towards him.

These look like humans.

They were all dressed in the same clothes, with a pattern of a 'silver longsword piercing the sky' on their chests.

The Silver Sword is a large mercenary group from a human city not far from here. It has hundreds of members, each a highly skilled fighter.

Their leader is an extremely terrifying great swordsman, a monster comparable to a high-level demon.

Now, they have received a mission to go to the Dark Forest, which is teeming with monsters, to investigate whether the monsters are behaving abnormally.

It wasn't just the Silver Sword mercenary group; many other mercenary groups received similar missions. Suddenly, the mercenary guilds were in an uproar, with countless mercenaries speculating whether the monsters were making any unusual moves.

However, the guys here are not the elite of the Silver Sword.

Most of them were green recruits who had only recently joined the mercenary group.

As for the elite mercenary groups, they went deep into the dark forest to investigate...

These greenhorns, due to their lack of strength, could only explore the outskirts of the Dark Forest.

Take this opportunity to gain some experience...

"Let me tell you, there are many monsters on the outskirts of the Dark Forest, but there are three types that you should absolutely avoid..."

"One type is the Stinging Beehive; those guys are reckless and there are huge numbers of them. Anyone who messes with them will be in deep trouble... Another type is the Wind Wolf Pack; don't mess with them either... These guys are well-organized, very intelligent, and difficult to fight... As for the last type, there are those powerful monsters..."

The man who said this was a burly man in his forties or fifties who had been a mercenary for decades.

Rich experience.

This time, he was in charge of leading the team and taking care of these dozen or so little ones. "Okay, Brother Roger..."

Amidst the unanimous response, the dozen or so figures who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old also revealed excitement in their eyes.

This was, after all, the first time I had ever set foot in such a monster paradise.

Even if they had some expectations, as for fear, that was nonexistent.

No matter how strong the monsters are, can they possibly be stronger than them?

They are all geniuses among humankind.

They were all highly trained.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to join the Silver Sword at such a young age.

According to the people of their previous lives, they were all top students who graduated from prestigious universities.

Although he was new to the area, he was very confident, which was something that ordinary people could not match.

Moreover, they also have Brother Roger taking care of them...

They exchanged glances, their young voices gazing towards the dark forest in the distance, a hint of unspoken anticipation in their eyes.

Chapter 88 The Shadow Panther's Abnormalities (Third Update)

"Freeze..." (Common term in mainland China)

The sudden shout caused the air temperature to drop sharply.

Visibly, frost was continuously accumulating on the ground not far away, until it froze the hooves of a very large tusked wild boar.

And this was none other than a nineteen-year-old girl from the Silver Sword—she had long, icy hair.

Her hair reached her waist, and she gripped a scepter that shone with an icy blue light tightly in her hand.

And this was none other than an ice mage.

Even with a silver sword, this is still an extremely rare skill for a magician.

And now, she had frozen a very large, tusked wild boar. "Now..."

Upon hearing the sudden reminder, a burly man in his forties or fifties nearby promptly replied, "Yes."

“Okay, Brother Roger.”

In unison, several figures charged out, heading towards the tusked wild boar not far away.

He held the longsword high in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light.

With a 'sizzle' sound, a bloodstain appeared.

Another figure leaped down from the sky, sword in hand, and plunged it fiercely into the head of the tusked boar. "Roar..."

Amidst the extremely mournful howls, even the tusked wild boar let out a cry of near despair.

Then, unwillingly, he collapsed to the ground.

And this is the hunt carried out by human mercenary groups.

In terms of individual strength, they may not be as good as regular monsters.

But their terrifying teamwork and execution capabilities elevated their level of fright to a whole new level. "What have you noticed these past two days?"

Upon hearing the sudden question, Rogue looked at each of the members. "I feel like there are far fewer monsters in the Dark Forest..." "I feel the same way, not as many as before..." A blond youth continued, "And have you noticed that some monsters are quite clever? The moment they see us, they run away without a second thought..."

"Correct."

They all nodded in agreement, as did many members of the mercenary group.

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but some of the monsters seem to be ridiculously wary..." "It seems so..."

During the discussions, members of various mercenary groups expressed their opinions and views.

Unbeknownst to them, their arrival had completely ignited the regional communication channel. "They're here, they're here, humans have really come..."

"Humans from another world, holy crap, I saw them too! There are two women, they're so damn beautiful, especially the girl with the sky-blue hair, her skin is so delicate..."

"Are you stupid? You're still concerned about whether someone is pretty or not. The problem is they're here... and they seem to have ill intentions. They might be here to investigate us players..."

"That's true...."

As the narration continued, many monsters nearby focused their attention on the regional channel and began a serious discussion.

Unfortunately, the number of chat sessions in the regional channel is limited.

Even if they have more ideas, they can't discuss them further.

However, at that very moment, a message suddenly appeared in the regional channel. "Help, help, they've got their eyes on me, several of them are rushing towards me..." As he spoke repeatedly, even a jet-black leopard was losing his composure.

What a joke.

He was just curious and glanced at it.

But what awaited him was a group of humans chasing after him. "Damn it..."

With a thousand thoughts swirling in its mind, the Shadow Leopard accelerated and shot off in another direction.

But before he could run any further, "Hmph..."

With a sudden, cold snort, the shadow leopard's figure abruptly froze.

At that moment, he sensed an astonishing aura that seemed to lock onto him.

Breathing seemed to stop. Then, "Bombardment..."

With a terrifying roar, he was sent flying dozens of meters away.

A tearing, excruciating pain spread throughout his body. "Roar, roar..."

Amidst the continuous mournful cries, the Shadow Leopard's eyes reddened. Pain, an unprecedented pain, enveloped him.

The figure that severely injured him was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

He held a battle sword, exuding a terrifying aura.

"No, no... I really don't want to die..." "Really..."

Amidst unimaginable agony, the Shadow Panther's mentality completely collapsed. ... Please give it flowers.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person and had never experienced any of these things.

Even though he has been born with good fortune, he is still a predator at the top of the food chain.

They have never encountered a real crisis.

But now, things are different.