However, this barrier could not last for long.
The Remnant Beasts the two of them were dealing with now was a Half-Molt, which was incomparable to the minor creatures of the egg and Inchworm stages they had faced before. The strength of the Magic Silk threads was not enough to bind a Remnant Beast of this stage. As a result, the web woven by Erald Sparrow only lasted a few seconds before several tears were ripped through it by the Remnant Beast's charge.
Erald Sparrow could only keep controlling the silk threads to patch up the gaps, attempting to stop the Remnant Beast's movent.
This afforded the air-born lantern so ti and finally made her realize that Erald Sparrow was not spouting nonsense; Erald Sparrow seed to truly have so plan she was unaware of.
So, the lantern composed herself and imdiately shifted the Spell Techniques in her hands, directing the spear harpoons toward the flesh network not far away. That network corresponded to the area right above Erald Sparrow's head.
She controlled her Magic Power with concentration, channeling almost all of her energy into this one attack, and in an instant, the Spell Techniques shot out explosively from her hands.
Hundreds of Magic Power harpoons flashed through the air, relentlessly striking the spider web, and after a brief stalemate with the dark brown Magic Power and the flesh web, the torrent of Magic Power pierced through the web, completely annihilating that section of the structure.
The cloud of Magic Power, the shattered flesh, the unclear fluid oozing from the break, the spider web blasted a massive hole in an instant.
To the lantern's surprise, when the web was blasted open, the Remnant Beast suspended midair also let out a miserable howl.
"Screech——"
Its voice beca extrely sharp and piercing, as if enduring so great pain.
Then, the lantern saw the surging torrent of azure Magic Power erupting from the ground.
A few seconds after the spider web was shattered, Erald Sparrow had already sprung from the ground to midair.
With Magic Power used to its fullest, her whole body was shimring with blue light, and in her eyes was an exceedingly cold intent to kill. She held out a hand which appeared to clutch sothing very small, and rushed fiercely towards the Remnant Beast.
The silk threads that had been wrapped around her had disappeared at so unknown mont.
As it turned out, Erald Sparrow's guess was correct. Because of the Inchworm's rule, much like its na and its behavior, was the spider web.
When it was ambushed by Erald Sparrow in its human state and ca under the control of the Magic-Sealing Arts, it chose to stall for ti precisely to allow that white spider to weave such a web in the air.
After becoming a Remnant Beast, its rule was actually very simple — as long as it was engulfed by the spider web, it would be entwined with silk threads.
Not direct contact, but engulfing — this ant that as long as anyone stepped on the ground area corresponding to the spider web above, they would similarly be bound by the web.
This was also deduced by Erald Sparrow from the strange steps taken by the Remnant Beast itself.
It was constantly giving Erald Sparrow and her partner opportunities, luring them to fight under the web, yet it always remained on the fringes of the web-covered area, never stepping in.
It was for this reason that Erald Sparrow's attack on the silk threads wrapped around herself was futile: after all, these threads were essentially the products of a rule, rely projections of the web above her head. How could attacking a projection possibly harm the actual entity?
And why the Remnant Beast appeared to be in so much pain after the web was pierced, Erald Sparrow did not know.
Nor did she need to know.
Because at this mont, she was soaring into the air, the surging Magic Power torrent like a tangible murderous intent, reflecting her current emotions.
For a monster, the thoughts of a dying creature, there was no need for her to comprehend that clearly.
Erald Sparrow's hand was flashing with the luster of so tal as she zipped beneath the azure light and suddenly appeared above the Remnant Beast. Then, torrents of Magic Power chaotically surged out from between the Remnant Beast's body and the magic network.
In midair, the already torn spider web beca even more unstable, the previously bright red blood-flesh threads turned a sooty gray, losing the source that supported their power and rapidly withering.
Purple-black blood drops tinkled down from the sky, and amidst the aura of Magic Power, the pitch-black nest began to shake inexplicably.
"——Screech!"
Following the pitiful howl of the Remnant Beast, its body obstructed midair by the blue silk threads disintegrated in an instant.
Boom!
It fell towards the ground amidst the explosion of blood and the rampage of Magic Power, ultimately bursting into countless fragnts.
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