Chapter 496: Chapter 520: The Monster Beneath the Crack Chapter 496: Chapter 520: The Monster Beneath the Crack “`
“The Frost Giants in the camp are on the move!” Scholar’s cry of alarm pulled Lancelot’s attention back, “They’re loading corpses onto carriages, and they seem to be in quite a hurry…”
“Aren’t those corpses their own food?” Lancelot looked up to make sure the bat that little Esha had beco was still patrolling the sky. “Kalalin, keep an eye on those Frost Giants and see what they’re up to.”
“They’ve loaded the bodies onto the carriages, and both shacks have been cleared out.” Kalalin’s face turned even more unpleasant, clearly the sight through the magical eye was not a pleasant one, “Except for the one who was sharpening his axe, the other three Frost Giants each pulled a carriage, and two Ogres together dragged the last one, all heading towards the direction of the crevice.”
“Aooooo!!!!!!”
Another roar, filled with malice, echoed, startling everyone. Kalalin nearly fell, but was quickly steadied by the fast-acting Lancelot, otherwise, his spellcasting would surely have been interrupted.
“What the hell is that thing howling?” Bruto scanned the surroundings with a wary eye, as if expecting enemies to suddenly burst from beneath the snow, “I have a very bad feeling…”
“I guess the being that even Kostcheqi finds troubleso has awakened,” Lancelot said, helping Kalalin to sit down slowly. “Let’s first listen to what he saw. I’m growing more curious about what the purpose of that camp might be.”
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“The Giants have reached the edge of the crevice, and have started to throw the corpses into it…”
“Can you control the eye to go down and take a look?” Lancelot asked in a deep voice, “Is there any risk of being traced back?”
“No problem, at most it will be discovered and dispersed. I’ve already entered the crevice, descending. The fog inside here has gotten much thicker; wait, there seems to be sothing big moving down there…” Kalalin suddenly took a deep breath, “My god, what is that monster?!”
“What did you see?” Bruto asked eagerly, “A mutated White Dragon?”
“Seems like a… crab?”
“Pfft… what’s so scary about a crab…”
“But it’s huge! Ever seen a spider crab? Imagine one over two hundred feet tall, with three massive pincers, four thick tentacles, and a carapace covered in eyes…” Kalalin described incoherently what he was seeing, “It’s eating the corpses that were thrown down, eating very quickly, and it turns out those tentacles have mouths at the ends…”
“Aooooo!!!”
Another roaring sound ca through, and suddenly everyone felt the ground shake beneath their feet. This ti, Scholar seed prepared, having lowered his center of gravity in advance, standing firr than the others.
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“That monster is shaking the cliff with its pincers; all the bodies it threw down are already eaten, and it still doesn’t seem satisfied… Sothing else has been thrown down, huh, isn’t that one of the two ogres? To think it didn’t die from such a high fall, the life force of ogres is truly tenacious… Uh, it’s dead now. Definitely dead. Wait, why do I feel like those eyes are watching …”
Lancelot’s heart jumped upon hearing this, and without a second word, he raised his hand and delivered a slap swift as lightning across Kalalin’s face, interrupting the Scholar’s focused state of invoking the Arcane Eye with a ‘smack’.
Kalalin sat down on the ground, his hands clutching at his chest, gasping for air, looking utterly terrified.
“Are you alright?” asked Lancelot, placing his hand on the Scholar’s back and quietly channeling the Ice Heart Technique, sending a stream of weak but pure True Yuan into the body of the Scholar, who visibly cald down at a rate visible to the naked eye.
“Thank you,” Kalalin said gratefully, glancing at Lancelot, “There was a sort of absolutely mad will in those eyeballs; I was already under its control just now, completely unable to break free. If you hadn’t interrupted my spellcasting focus in ti, I fear my sanity would have been completely destroyed, turning into a drooling idiot.”
“What exactly was that?” Alamir asked with a serious expression, “An ancient Obyrith Demon?”
“It’s probably not,” the Scholar shook his head, his face still displaying the aftereffects of fright, “If it were an Obyrith Demon, I would have gone insane at the mont I saw it, but the psychic attack occurred only after it looked at .”
“Can you share the image of that monster with ?” Lancelot stroked his chin, “I can get in touch with Tijana; maybe she can identify that creature.”
“No problem, sharing mories is a simple Divination spell of the second tier, allowing one to show a mory of up to one minute to soone else. Though seldom used, I knew it would co in handy after I mastered the Arcane Eye…” Kalalin reached into his backpack and imdiately pulled out a scroll, “I absolutely love this backpack; it’s definitely the best thing I’ve ever bought… Are you ready?”
Lancelot nodded lightly, and the Scholar unfurled the scroll, uttering a simple trigger word that activated the spell stored within. Complex Arcane Runes emitted a faint green Magic Aura, first enveloping Kalalin’s head, then flying towards Lancelot.
As the green light drifted toward Lancelot’s head, he suddenly rembered so customs from the world of spiritual cultivation recorded in small bamboo slips, and subconsciously raised his arm, shielding himself from the green light and then probing into the green luminescence with his Divine Sense.
Imdiately, a terrifying scene unfolded before his eyes, exactly as the Scholar described – this bizarre ‘crab’ was surprisingly large, with eight pincers each over two hundred feet long attached to a disc-shaped body with a radius of over thirty feet, covered in unnervingly spore-like eyeballs; each pair of pincers had a tentacle resembling a sandworm, with tooth-filled gaping mouths at the ends, similar to the sandworms; a spiral shaped mouthpart was topped with a gigantic pincer akin to a siege hamr on the front, while there were an additional two smaller pincers on the belly.
The scene continued with bodies falling from above, the monstrous crab chopping the bodies into smaller chunks with its pincers and then drawing the pieces into its belly with the tentacles. If it were not for the various horrifying scenes they had already encountered after arriving in the Abyss, this spectacle of ‘feeding’ could have very well caused any of their companions to faint on the spot.
“Tijana…” Lancelot began calling the culprit responsible for his presence in this place, “Do you know what this is?”
“…You don’t contact for such a long ti, and then you show this?” the dissatisfied voice of the Succubus Lord sounded in his mind, “This is an Ice Grinder Crab Spider, a creature comparable to an Ancient Dragon. Where did you find it? Stay away from that thing; it might crush you without even being aware of your existence…”
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