I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 312: Chapter 314: Unrivaled Mode, Ghost-faced Spider (6600 words) Chapter 312: Chapter 314: Unrivaled Mode, Ghost-faced Spider (6600 words) A dead man’s face suddenly fell from above, making Lide’s heart nearly stop beating.

“Damn, is this a horror movie??”

But upon closer inspection, he discovered that attached to this dead man’s face was a massive body covered in black velvet fur, with a large abdomen and eight jointed limbs.

Ghost-faced Spider

Race: Cave Spider

Level: 10

Size: Large Lifeform

Bloodline: Spider Bloodline

Description: Predators of the underworld, they like to hunt using their venomous spider silk.

Damn it, it’s frightening enough being a spider without adding all this horror stuff.

Lide’s face was filled with disbelief as he read the attributes of the Ghost-faced Spider.

His reputation almost got ruined by this dead-faced spider.

In the midst of his thoughts, he didn’t stop moving; a surge of Power of Crimson, several times more terrifying than usual, erupted from him.

The pitch-black space was filled with a thick, blood-red glow.

Lide clenched his fist, the Power of Crimson rose up half a blade’s height on his hand, and without hesitation, he smashed it down with fury onto the twisted, grotesque ghost face before him.

Just how strong was Lide at Level 18?

No one knew.

But definitely not something this Ghost-faced Spider could withstand.

*Puchi~*

Before the twisted and eerie dead man’s face had time to react, it was directly blasted by Lide’s punch.

Blue, dense fluids splattered across the sky, but they were devoured by the Power of Crimson in midair, not a single drop wasted.

This monster, with blades thrice over and sharp tusks and limbs, seemingly crawled from the depths of the abyss, was pulverized into dregs by Lide’s punch without showing any temper.

The Power of Crimson swept upward, and Lide didn’t spare the Ghost-faced Spider after its death. He directly devoured the flesh of this Level 10 creature with the Power of Crimson.

When the Ghost-faced Spider’s carcass hit the ground, it had turned into a pile of black ash.

Truly reduced to dregs and ash.

Only then did Lide’s gaze soften.

Even as an experienced driver, he had his day of accidents. The sight of Sadako crawling out of the TV was nothing compared to this…

When he absorbed the Power of Crimson that had devoured the Ghost-faced Spider, his own Power of Crimson took on a blood-red, sinister aura, looking extremely enchanting.

A derivative use of the Power of Crimson allowed it to control fresh blood and absorb it without incorporating the enemy’s power into the Power of Crimson immediately, temporarily preserving it to enhance the Power of Crimson’s power during the next attack.

This was an ability that emerged after evolving the Power of Crimson to a Rare Level, something Lide had only discovered recently while researching Bloodline-exclusive magic.

However, it required extremely high operational precision, otherwise, the energy mixed into the Power of Crimson could dissipate or explode at any moment.

“A Level 10 Ghost-faced Spider…”

Lide shook his head, shifting his thoughts onto other things.

Among the Cave Spiders, Ghost-faced Spiders were categorized as advanced. Higher-level Ghost-faced Spiders could reach Level 15, and the most exaggerated ones might even transcend and become Ghost-faced Spider Emperors.

These creatures were predators of the underworld, with few natural enemies and almost never leaving their nests.

But now, these monsters were appearing on the surface, confirming Lide’s previous speculation once more—something significant must have happened to drive these subterranean creatures out.

*Sssss~*

*Sssss~*

In less than ten seconds after Lide blasted the Ghost-faced Spider, the chilling sound echoed in the cave again.

But this time was different from before; there had been one, but now there were hundreds, maybe thousands, pouring in like a tide.

The entire cave reverberated with the piercing hiss.

*Sssss~*

Moments later, pairs of green, shiny eyes began to emerge on the cavern walls.

The sheer number was enough to send shivers down the spine of anyone with a fear of clusters.

Lide couldn’t help but frown as he surveyed the scene.

Too many.

There were so many it was impossible to count, though the majority were ordinary Cave Spiders, with only one-fifth being higher-level Ghost-faced Spiders.

But every one of those twisted and distorted dead man’s faces mixed in was utterly revolting.

“Is the underworld filled with these kinds of creatures?”

Lide shook his head; no wonder venturing into the underworld was considered a game for the brave. Besides the danger, just the terrifying appearance of these creatures could make one physically nauseated. Facing them really did take courage, or else one could literally be scared to death.

*Zing~*

A shrill and sharp sound rang out, grating like nails on glass, making one’s spine tingle.

As if a command for a full assault had been given, Lide became the target of all the spiders.

Whoo~~ The first Ghost-faced Spider violently plunged down from the top of the rock wall, its large body dropping like a boulder straight at Lide, the twisted face looking particularly sinister.

Feeling the stench from above, Lide’s eyes narrowed, showing a hint of disgust.

He extended his right hand, his index and middle fingers snapping together with a *snap*.

Then, a crimson-colored fireball appeared in front of him.

*Whoo~*

The Ghost-faced Spider dangling from its silk in mid-air was nothing more than a live target, directly hit by the fireball trailing flames.

*Bang~*

*Whooosh~*

A muffled sound echoed, and then flames erupted, lighting up the pitch-dark cave with red fireworks.

The Ghost-faced Spider was immediately engulfed by the Power of Crimson that coated the Fireball.

Squeak, squeak~

The Ghost-faced Spider’s two razor-like tusks clashed and tore at each other, emitting a particularly grating noise.

Its massive body twisted wildly in the air, its spider silk nearly snapping under the force of its struggles.

But all was in vain. The twisting Ghost-faced Spider in midair ceased its struggles in mere moments under the erosion of the Power of Crimson, its eight limbs limp and slack like those of a dead octopus.

Its scorched carcass drifted in midair.

Moments later, the silk was burned through, and with a whoosh and a thump, the huge corpse smashed into the ground, splattering green slime everywhere.

Upon witnessing this, Lide had a thought and waved his hand, immediately opening a rift in space before the spider’s corpse. It swallowed the spider’s enormous body in the blink of an eye.

But this was just the beginning. After the first Ghost-faced Spider had been killed, an even more shocking scene unfolded.

A dense mass of giant spiders descended on silk threads from above the rock walls.

They hung there like strings of candied hawthorns, a vision akin to the bottomless abyss depicted in religious murals.

Hiss~ The massive spiders produced a sound like thick syrup splashing as they spat out their silk, enough to make one’s hair stand on end.

Their bodies were covered with black fur, and twisted, eerie faces of the dead adorned their heads. These spiders were the most monstrous and ferocious of demons.

Squeak~

A bizarre cry came from the depths of the cave, stirring all the Ghost-faced Spiders and Cave Spiders into a frenzy.

They surged toward Lide.

The air, laden with the nauseating stench of toxins, could render an ordinary person unconscious.

In Lide’s profound eyes, though, such a grand scene seemed mundane on an ordinary day.

As the first Cave Spider approached him, Lide’s eyes narrowed slightly; a cold smile on his lips enough to shatter the courage of an ordinary human.

Fear has descended.

Master of Crimson.

Immortal King.

An indescribable aura of terror rose around him.

The dominion of the Bloodline, Ancestor of the Upper Race, an 18th-Level Dark Boss, the god of Dawn City…

In this cave, Lide unabashedly unleashed the oppressive force of his Ancestral lineage and the might of his divine power.

The air instantly filled with suffocating tension and horror.

Whether they were Cave Spiders below level 10 or Ghost-faced Spiders above, all stiffened on the spot, their eight massive legs trembling uncontrollably in this moment.

Eyes which shone with an unsettling green now shimmered with fear, panic, and retreat.

An indescribable restlessness, agitation, and confusion devoured the innards of these subterranean monsters. These spiders felt as if the life form before them was as tall and constant as the Ancient Titans, weighing heavily on their minds, compelling them to kneel in submission and offer their loyalty and souls.

It was the will of a king, irresistible.

Lide tilted his head slightly upwards, the cold curve of his smile growing more severe, his profound eyes shimmering as if star rivers ebbed and flowed within.

That blend of elegant and imperious temperament dazzled like the bright moon at this moment.

But just as the dense horde of Cave Spiders and Ghost-faced Spiders was about to submit to him, suddenly a scream filled with rage and terror cut through the silence.

Zzt~

It was a sound more chilling than scraping a sharp blade against glass.

The green eyes of the Cave Spiders below now flickered with specks of blood.

As if suddenly possessed by demons.

Under his gaze, the closest Ghost-faced Spider’s eyes turned completely red as all fear in its mind was consumed by bloodlust.

As sanity was devoured, Lide’s aura, which had subdued the low-level dark creatures, was rendered ineffective.

Zzt~

With the second scream echoing from the depths of the cave, the total assault began.

Pupupu~ Several Cave Spiders bent their abdomens, and their large mouthparts sprayed a jet of white silk at Lide, the greenish dots on top carrying a potent corrosiveness that corroded the ground into pits of unfathomable depth upon contact.

Like a net-throwing machine, the overwhelming quantity of webs entirely blocked the light at the cave’s entrance.

Lide stood motionless, as if oblivious to the deadly webs, his figure still without a movement.

Whoosh~

Dozens of venomous webs covered both Lide’s form and the ground, their strong corrosiveness dissolving the stone as if it were melting snow.

Bubbling with frothing bubbles.

It appeared as though he had been entirely dissolved.

But the group of spiders stood frozen, realizing the scent of their prey had vanished.

Bang bang bang~

The pitch-darkness of the cave was violently illuminated.

Blinding flare erupted from behind the swarming Cave Spiders.

Puchz~ A Fireball hit a Level 9 Cave Spider, and before it could react, it was utterly obliterated.

Shards of limbs scattered through the air.

All the Cave Spiders suddenly turned, as Lide’s levitating figure appeared before all their eyes.

This damned prey hadn’t fled?? It dared penetrate deeper into the cave!!

Hiss, hiss~

Now completely enraged by murder, the Cave Spiders swarmed in attack.

Far from fear, Lide seemed to exhibit keen anticipation.

Levitating in the air, his hands extended slightly as the crimson energy blazed like oil when ignited by flames.

His body’s surface seemed to be covered with a layer of surging, explosive flames.

He stretched out his right hand and swung it at the ferocious Cave Spiders that were charging around him.

Suddenly, the ones at the very front halted, and then, like possessed, these Underworld monsters violently raised their sharp limbs and plunged them into their own heads.

Spurt—Heads willingly offered were directly pierced by limbs, and the corpses fell for good.

Nearly thirty Cave Spiders had killed themselves.

A First Circle Spell, Puppetry Technique.

A First Circle Spell didn’t usually possess such power, but after leveling up to Level 18, Lide’s control over First Circle Spells had reached an extremely nuanced realm, manipulating these low-level, unintelligent monsters was as simple as breathing.

However, the bloodthirsty Cave Spiders didn’t retreat because of their companions’ deaths; they continued to swarm frenziedly.

Lide narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze growing colder.

The Magic Power within his body began to rapidly converge, even stirring up a small Magic Tide around him.

He stretched out his right hand again, and with a snap—a crisp snap of the fingers.

Crackle—

The space around him shattered like glass, then the broken pieces of space scattered, attacking every inch of the area like raging torrents.

The large, ferocious-looking Cave Spiders were torn into pieces by the spatial turbulence, far sharper than any blade, without even a chance to resist.

A Divine Artifact Fragment came with a Four Circle Spell—Space Strangulation (create a shattered spatial prison to strangle enemies with the power of space); Cast time: 1 second, Cooldown: 1 day.

Hundreds of Cave Spiders in the vicinity were reduced to limbs.

Thick, blue fluid spread across the ground.

Swoosh, swoosh—

Dozens of passageways on the rock wall brought forth hundreds of Cave Spiders in the blink of an eye, filling the gaps; the number of these terrifying Underworld creatures seemed infinite.

Seeing this scene, Lide’s eyes turned icy as the Magic Models in his mind began to whirl frantically.

In front of him, several hot Fireballs condensed instantly.

Thump, thump, thump, thump—

He waved his hands, releasing a barrage of fire.

The dense swarm of Small Fireballs bombarded several large openings in the rock walls like playing Whac-A-Mole, hitting the Cave Spiders crawling out with brutal attacks.

Limbs instantly flew in all directions.

The air filled with an unbearably foul stench of burning.

Eventually, Lide’s casting speed reached an extreme: 0.1 seconds for one Small Fireball, and under Dual Casting, twenty Fireballs sprouted in one second.

Empowered by the Power of Crimson, now at a Rare Level, the lethality of the Small Fireballs increased tenfold.

He alone forcefully suppressed several passages crawling with Cave Spiders with his firepower.

The terrifying magic made the temperature of the cave soar wildly, to the extent that the rocks of the two passages he mainly targeted were close to melting into magma.

However, no matter how powerful the fire suppression was, there were always those that slipped through the net; from a few dark corners, unnoticed passageways continuously spewed out Cave Spiders.

By the time Lide noticed, Cave Spiders had already reclaimed the cave.

“Hiss, kill him!!”

A fleeting wave of spiritual power was sharply caught by Lide, who was at full firepower, but before he could think further, the Cave Spiders below rushed towards him like mad.

Dual Casting.

Two Dragon Scale Shields instantly formed around Lide.

Crackle—A ferocious-looking Ghost-faced Spider with pincers sharp enough to easily tear through steel pounced, biting at the Dragon Scale Shield on Lide’s body.

The poisonous fluid secreted by this Ghost-faced Spider’s pincers gleamed with a faint blue light, creating ripple after ripple on the shield, a continual sizzling noise that was hair-raising to hear.

From Lide’s perspective, this scene was chilling. His Dragon Scale Shield was swarmed with Cave Spiders, their eerie, contorted faces biting down on the shield, and their numbers were sufficient to cover all directions to the point of obstruction.

Lide’s mouth twitched, pushing his Dragon Scale Shield to the extreme, expanding it by half a blade.

The Magic Models in his mind began to rotate wildly, and Magic Power surged into the intricate model like a flood.

In the blink of an eye, more sizzling Fireballs appeared in his hands.

The surrounding Cave Spiders, seeing this, went even more berserk, their secreted toxins almost completely corroding the Dragon Scale Shield.

Their instincts told them they needed to prevent this detestable human from casting.

Lide, who had not yet transformed into a Bloodline, naturally could not be recognized as his true self by these less intelligent creatures.

The two Fireballs in his hand swelled to the size of basketballs in just a few seconds, bubbling on their surface like magma.

When the Magic Model in his mind was complete, the Magic Power around Lide suddenly solidified.

“Enjoy the art of explosion…”

Four Circle Magic—Magma Fireball.

His deep eyes revealed a trace of coldness.

He swung his hands, releasing two Magma Fireballs with long tails of flame, even distorting the space, hurtling through the gaps of the surrounding spiders and crashing into the midst of these creatures.

Boom—

An indescribably intense wave of heat swept through, as if the air had been scorched for hundreds of years, almost burning dry any throat that respired it.

The explosive wave was like a landslide or a sky collapse.

In the confined cave, the densely packed giant spiders became the perfect targets.

Crackle—After the firelight flashed, hundreds of spiders were roasted on the spot, a grotesque stench filled the air, accompanied by the smell of singed hair.

As for the Magma Fireballs’ shockwave, it contained an abundance of crimson energy, and those spiders not killed by the scorching temperatures were all covered in a layer of Crimson flames.

Hiss—

Squeak, squeak—

Countless ear-piercing cries of pain erupted from the mouths of these gigantic spiders, causing one to break out in a cold sweat.

Lide turned his head to look around and saw the still struggling spiders, his eyes cold and indifferent.

He reached out with his right hand and the Power of Crimson above it burned slowly like the flames of hell.

He closed his fingers into a fist.

With a crackle, the Power of Crimson dissipated.

The giant spiders struggling in agony, now covered in crimson energy, burst open like overinflated balloons.

Over three hundred Cave Spiders exploded, their stinky green blood splattering all over the cave.

Squeak~

The piercing scream echoed again from deep underground, and the Cave Spiders that had been hidden in the dark now frantically scurried deeper into the recesses with a creaking noise.

And thus, the sudden encounter came to an end.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

Only the dripping of green goo from the ceiling of the cave could be heard.

More than a thousand spider carcasses, each as long as three blades of five-blade length, piled up on the ground.

At this moment, Lide still hovered in mid-air, his profound eyes as calm as ever.

The gruesome, mangled corpses surrounding him were grotesquely enshrined by his presence.

Right now, he appeared as a Demon Lord from hell, all these bones merely sacrifices for him.

His black robe and slender figure, along with an aristocratic and elegant demeanor akin to millennia-old nobility, and that handsome face to perfection made him even more captivating than the heroes in the bards’ tales who saved the world.

Lide’s perfection contrasted starkly with the gruesome scene around him.

Moments later, after confirming that no other Cave Spiders or Ghost-faced Spiders would emerge, he glanced around with interest. Despite the horrify and nauseating scene of strewn bones, his mood was quite good.

Because the bodies that were once considered garbage now had a purpose.

The 10-Level Ghost-faced Spider he had thrown in earlier had not yet been eroded by the Power of Death, but Lide could feel the Power of Death provided by these not low-level underworld creatures far exceeded that of pigs and dogs.

There were at least a couple dozen Cave Spiders here, and although the 10-Level Ghost-faced Spiders amounted to less than one-fifth, it was still a substantial sum of the Power of Death.

Thinking of this, Lide couldn’t help feeling pleased.

With a wave of his hand, the spatial rift appeared again, but unlike before, this rift was exceptionally wide.

The Plane Stone had been returned to the Land of Bone-Burying by Lide, the only regret being that he could no longer carry the Land of Bone-Burying with him.

If a plane isn’t anchored with a fixed set of coordinates, merely drifting in the Chaos Void can be extremely draining on the power of space.

The Land of Bone-Burying now lacked the space power to afford such consumption, so he had to find a place to anchor it down, and undoubtedly, the perfect spot for anchoring the plane coordinates was Dawn City.

Anchoring a plane’s coordinates was much like dropping an anchor from a ship at sea, securing the vessel and reducing fuel consumption.

Although the Land of Bone-Burying was anchored in Dawn City, as its master, he could still summon the power of space to open the Space Gate at any time.

However, the farther away he was from the Land of Bone-Burying, the weaker the power he could summon.

The current limit of the Land of Bone-Burying was 500 kilometers; beyond this range, Lide could no longer open the Space Gate.

To expand this distance, the only way was to upgrade the Plane Level of the Land of Bone-Burying.

Right now, Giant Valley was still within this limit.

Lide shook his head and didn’t think further on it.

Dual Casting.

Two Mage’s Hands grasped the spider corpses and began transporting them into the Land of Bone-Burying.

Through the Space Gate, one could faintly see the Cow Bone Undead leisurely gnawing on bones.

However, upon witnessing Lide transporting corpses, the Cow Bone Undead seemed to be quite startled, hastily retreating and sneakily hiding behind the altar, with only its curved-horned head exposed, using its hollow gaze to stealthily observe the suddenly appearing Space Gate.

At this moment, the mind of this bizarre undead must have been filled with question marks.

Lide had no time to watch this bone-chewing quirky undead, continuing to use spiritual power to control the Mage’s Hands to transport the densely scattered spider corpses on the ground.

For a full ten minutes, two-thirds of the corpses still hadn’t been moved.

The carrying capacity of Mage’s Hand was only 800 pounds; it took both Mage’s Hands combined to drag a single spider corpse weighing over a thousand pounds, so progress was extremely slow.

Lide shook his head and could only continue by himself, lacking even a dog to assist.

It took him over half a Sunshine Hour to clean up everything.

By then, the first spider corpse he had brought in had already started to decompose under the erosion of the Power of Death.

Like melting snow, the complete spider corpse was gradually disintegrated by the Power of Death, leaving behind only a large spider skeleton.

The Cow Bone Undead hiding behind the altar, whose skull was just peering out, suddenly had its Soul Fire blaze brightly, and its short tail wagged vigorously.

Finally unable to resist, it trotted over to the spider skeleton, sniffed with its hollow nostrils, and upon sensing the rich energy residue on it, its tail wagged even more energetically.

Crack, crunch~

The teeth that were originally chewing on vegetation now ground like millstones, and the tough spider skull was directly crushed to pieces.

As the Cow Bone Undead chewed on the bones, the Soul Fire within its skull burst forth more vigorously.

On seeing this, the corner of Lide’s mouth twitched slightly; this undead was truly too strange, but what irked him was that after studying it for so many days, he couldn’t figure out the reason.

Not wanting to bother with this cow, he closed the Space Gate after confirming that all the spider corpses had been moved into the Land of Bone-Burying.

Opening the Space Gate required energy consumption, and generating spatial energy in the Land of Bone-Burying needed transformation of the Power of Death.

But as for the Power of Death, he was now so poor that even his underpants had holes, let alone having surplus to transform, so saving a bit was a bit saved.

After the Space Gate was closed, the Cow Bone Undead immediately sensed it, looking around sneakily a few times, and after confirming the absence of others, suddenly became excited. The blue Soul Fire began to blaze, and the temperature in the air rapidly dropped.

The slow, small bites it had been nibbling on the bones turned into a frenzied, ravenous gorge as if it were a starving ghost who hadn’t eaten in a year.

The whole Land of Bone-Burying was filled with the sound of cracking bones being chewed.

Eventually, the Cow Bone Undead seemed tired of gnawing and simply sat down on its rump beneath the spider’s skeleton, leaning against the spider’s frame as it continued to nibble.

The scene momentarily became very eerie.