Chapter 308: Curse of Dark Magic Fire

Inside the cave, the green fog had become very dense.

Although there was no wind, some of it still reached Ivan's nose.

It had a slightly bitter taste. After inhaling it, the scene in front of Ivan's eyes began to cloud over, and his head became dizzy.

He shook his head hurriedly, but fortunately the Acromantula's poison was not potent enough to cause coma.

Ivan knew he was fine. There was no point in doing more. He was ready for the final blow, and what magic he had left was not enough to summon and control any more cones.

"Welcome to your death, human!" The female spider shook her pincers and said, "You will be my food, mine and my children's..."

"Okay, goodbye!" Ivan waved his hand, not wanting to listen any longer.

Watching Ivan's movements, she was obviously stunned.

Then she let out a monstrous roar. She thought Ivan was making fun of her.

She was obviously the winner, but this human child didn't care at all. He swore he would rip her belly out while she was still alive in a moment, and....

Just as the female Acromantula was imagining that, Ivan raised the wand in his hand, lowered it, and numerous sharp stone cones sprouted.

Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, Whoop!!!!

The sound of being pierced by the rocks was unexpected, and the female Acromantula turned in horror and saw that her belly was almost instantly crushed.

Her entrails and blood were gushing out and a large number of unhatched spider eggs were among them.

Green, viscous liquid splashed everywhere, covering almost half of the cave.

Click, click, click, click, click....

He wanted to move, but it hurt too much.

The female Acromantula realized what had happened. She was writhing madly, and her whole body twitched and bucked. She looked terrible.

"You win, human..." she said angrily.

However, she wasn't at the point of giving up. It was clear that she was about to kill Ivan in no time. It was obvious that she was about to taste fresh human flesh that she hadn't seen in a long time. Her huge dark green pincers went mercilessly at Ivan with her final wrath, hoping to kill him before she died.

Ivan dodged quickly, but she seemed determined to kill him.

The giant female spider attacked wildly in the cave, the whole space shook, the rumbling continued, and the floor even began to crack.

Ivan ducked to the side in a hurry, rolling on the ground to escape the large pincers of his opponent.

His large pincers destroyed the pool wall behind Ivan, thermal water gushed out, and floating spider eggs flowed out.

A few seconds later, Ivan found himself in a new dilemma. Although the female Acromantula's belly was shattered, she would not die for a while. Now it was dying and struggling. Despite the attack, it was impossible to resist, and the space to dodge was getting smaller and smaller.

He was surrounded by a green, poisonous mist, and it was impossible for Ivan to get into it.

He could only dodge around the edge of the pool.

He intended to drag it, and she was moving slower and slower, and the vitality of this huge female spider was getting weaker and weaker.

However, the real situation did not develop in the direction of Ivan's imagination.

The spider eggs that fell to the ground with the springs began to hatch. The little Acromantulas that hatched approached Ivan.

Click, click, click, click, click....

The sounds were so intense that they could almost drive a person crazy. He did not dare to approach these spider larvae. It would be terrible if they got into his blood vessels.

"FIRE!" Ivan reused his old skills and shouted.

He hoped to burn these little Acromantulas as he did at the entrance to the Lair.

The golden-red flame erupted from the end of his wand, but it did not form a flame, and disappeared completely, extinguished by the thick water vapor.

Because of the thermal source, the surrounding air was too humid, and Ivan's flame could not work at all.

The situation in front of him was really terrible. More and more little Acromantulas hatched from the eggs, and there were hundreds of them. They were wet all over, surrounded Ivan and approached him together, eager to enjoy the taste of flesh and blood.

Over his head, the huge female spider went wild; her large, sharp pincers dropped desperately. If he was accidentally touched, the price would be to crush his body and bones.

Because of the green poisonous mist, it was impossible to dodge and escape.

It could be said that Ivan had been cornered. What he needed to do now was to choose a relatively less painful way to die...

To be crushed and turned into minced meat? Or to become the host of tiny Acromantulas that would devour your flesh until they left only a skeleton? Or to be poisoned?

"Damn!" Ivan gritted his teeth and made a decision. He began to read an old, complicated spell, and his wand made complex movements as quickly as he could.

A furious flame began to emerge from the end of his wand, and the temperature was several times higher than the previous flames. Everything the flame touched was turned to ash.

Not to mention the small Acromantulas, even the hot spring was burning.

Ivan's wand moved quickly, threw the last flame, and then, without looking, he gasped and crawled as fast as possible into the pool behind him.

Because a large part of the wall of the pool had been destroyed, the height of the fountain inside was already very low. A large number of white, soft, shapeless spider eggs floated in it, and a foot above them was a slime. A lot of green mucus splashed out, slippery and nauseating.

Ivan struggled to his feet. He dared not dawdle, and no matter what happened behind him, he just knew that if he wanted to live, he had to run away as fast as he could. His destination was to get into the pool, from where the female Acromantula first crawled out of a hidden passage.

There had to be an entrance to continue downward. Only by entering that passage as soon as possible could he have a chance to live.

Behind him was the sound of flames and the howling of Acromantulas.

Ivan could imagine how horrible the scene was, because the spell he had just used was Black Magic "Evil Fire" (Fiendfyre), the darkest and most evil fire curse.

Once unleashed, there was no way to control the flames, or let's say, with Ivan's magic, they were still out of control. I could only wait for them to die out.

These flames seem to be real. They swallow everything, and are capable of seeking out and burning all living targets. The female Acromantula, which had been too arrogant, was nothing in front of the fire. Her huge body and the blue-black and hard scales on her soon turned to ashes.

Now, only Ivan was alive.

The fierce flames chased Ivan through the spring, and began to mutate, forming a gigantic pack of fiery beasts: Flaming serpents, chimeras and dragons rose fell and rose again, and the entire subway cave became a sea of fire.

Hundreds of white spider eggs were flung into the air into their gaping mouths, tossed high on clawed legs, before being consumed by the fiery inferno.