Chapter 421: The Spider Queen Descends

The ebony beauty carried me ahead at a speed that was neither too fast nor slow. Yet even at her lukewarm pacing, it took less than two minutes before we backtracked through the entirety of the tunnel I had explored back to the pit that was currently full of spiders. In other words, we were now at the bottom of the cliff where Paliseth pushed me down.

By now, the pit was not only full of spiders, the Dryders who had previously fled were all here as well.

Upon arriving on the scene, I came upon the bloody scene of spiders against Dryders in an all-out bid to kill each other. Every attack thrown out was thrown with the intent to kill. Every second that passed there was a spider or a Dryder who fell somewhere.

Seeing that, my brain basically short circuited. While I was busy being stunned, the signature sounds of Dryders crawling began echoing from behind us. The larger Dryders whom I had seen previously quickly passed by us and joined this unending slaughter.

What the feck? Why are they killing each other?

Yet even as I stood there in disbelief, the killing never stopped.

Through the semi-transparent web above, I managed to spot Paliseth on the edge of the cliff, arms and feet prostrated in a prayer. I wanted to ask what was going on, but the deluge of happenings before me was just too much for me to process, causing my words to be stuck in my throat for a good long while.

This unending slaughter continued for over an hour before the final pair of surviving Dryders pierced each other with their claws in mutual destruction. It was at that moment that the ebony beauty carrying me finally moved. She gently carried me towards the center of the carnage, stepping over the mountain of corpses beneath her without any hesitation. The stench of blood, burnt flesh and acrid toxins immediately assaulted my nose and almost knocked me out right there and then. Just standing on the outskirts was difficult enough, but now that we had stepped into the center of this blood storm, I almost couldn’t breathe from the assault on my senses.

Compared to the wide array of smells present, it was the sheer brutality of this scene that made me ill at ease. There were Dryders with half-dissolved brains lying on the ground… half-burnt corpses of female Dryders… and a whole bunch of stuff that wasn’t even recognisable at this point… limbs maybe?

I couldn’t figure out why they would do such a thing, and that made me even more frightened. While this maelstrom raged in my mind, the ebony beauty continued her silent pilgrimage up the mountain of corpses.

Her goal was clearly to reach the highest point in the center of the pit. In fact, I was beginning to suspect that all this was done on purpose, what with how perfectly the corpses seemed to pile up into a mountain that peaked right in the center. By the time she reached the top, I still had no idea as to what she was planning, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good.”

“AAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~”

A roar more ******* than one any beast could ever hope to produce echoed forth from her throat. Her head was tilted upwards as if she was yelling at something, or perhaps summoning something. High above, Paliseth seemed even more frantic in her prostrating now. Nearly every point on her body was pressed to the ground as if she was welcoming some entity into this world.

She’s calling for her goddess… that’s right, Paliseth said so many times that she was going to sacrifice me to their vile goddess, the Spider Queen Lolthe.

As the ebony beauty’s roar filled the pit, the entire battlefield lit up. No. Rather than lighting up, it was more accurate to say that the pit was illuminated by the mass of souls rushing out of the corpses below, as if some mysterious force above was calling them. Countless blood red Soul Flames streaked through the air until they finally congregated above into a massive face.

That massive face was slightly blurred, but I could tell that it was a female’s, and a very beautiful one at that!

Because this face was made up of blood red Soul Flames, I couldn’t say for certain what her skin color was, but it was probably a sickly pale like the other Dark Elves.

Upon forming, this massive face quickly shrunk inwards until it was merely a bloody pearl that was the size of a thumb. The pearl then dove into the brows of the ebony beauty who still carried me even now. From what I could see, that pearl had easily penetrated the skull of the ebony beauty.

A second later, that ebony beauty began emitting an aura that was definitely not her own. Darkness, chaos, murder, cruelty… whatever manner of negative adjective or emotion you could think of was currently dancing about in my head. Then, a horrifying pressure surged forth from her body. Thankfully, this pressure only lasted a mere second else I would have really died there and then.

“Two thousand years…”

The ebony beauty opened her mouth and an enchanting voice issued forth, one that was steeped in the mana of enthrallment. With just a few words, she made me think how wonderful it would have been to be able to die for that voice.

However, such a thought only lasted for a second before it disappeared. After all, I was clearly the domineering side here, not the receiving side.

“Hi…”

In order to relieve some of the pressure on me, I tried opening up with a greeting and a few bats of my lashes. Maybe she will munch on me a little softer if she finds me cute? Meh…

I had already experienced that whole incident with Lucifer’s clone so I knew that evil gods like them weren’t even in the same world as us. But they still had the ability to peer into our world. After considering everything that led up to this point, even I wasn’t stupid enough to think that the ebony beauty was still the same person who carried me here. She was a completely different person now. Rather, her soul had been switched.

‘Ferti’nier… Big sis… Momma… Mummy? I’m begging you here… how about a little help?’

Unfortunately, no matter how much I called out to her, she remained steadfastly a shut-in.

“Little fellow… those purple wings…” Upon hearing my voice, the ebony beauty turned to look at me. She smiled gently at me then shifted her gaze towards my wings for a good long while. Her face went through a range of emotions in an instant. First was confusion, then anger, before finally settling on excitement. “You’re one of Lucifer’s descendents? No, your essence is even purer than that. Even more than those ******* spawns of Lilith…”

“You’re the Spider Queen Lolthe?”

Even without her answering, I already had an answer in my heart… I don’t know if I should cry or laugh at this point. Either way, I’m screwed… I bet my purple wings are just packed with nutrients… I’m so dead… to think that even Lolthe herself is here…although this is probably just her projection, but a goddess is still a goddess..

“You are correct. But rather than Spider Queen, I would prefer that you refer to me as Aunty Lolthe.” Seeing that I was silent for a long while, she turned to face me before smiling gently.

“Aunty Lolthe?” My mind went blank. What the shashlik is that? What happened to all that talk about sacrifices? How did this turn into some kind of family reunion?

“Actually, I would much rather you call me mum.” Under my disbelieving eyes, Lolthe used an even gentler tone to address me. “I know your origins, you’re created from a portion of Lucifer’s own body, aren’t you?”

“How do you know?” My body was in fact created from a single feather of Lucifer’s. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that I was his child, the kind that didn’t have a mother no less. The fact that she wanted me to call her mum meant that she knew this fact as well. The fact that I was in a single parent household…

Ahem, that’s the closest term I can think of. Also, what do you mean you want me to call you mum? Aren’t you just saying indirectly that you want to engage in a little something something with Lucifer?

“I knew it.” She licked her lips at that point then addressed me once more in that gentle tone. “My dear child, it must have been so hard on you without a mother. But everything is different now. As long as you say so, I can be your mum.”

“…”

What do you even want me to say to that? I’m still a principled youth, don’t cha know. As a proud man who grew up under the star spangled red banner, I can’t just recognise some random spider as my mum! At the very least, we should get to know each other first…

“As long as you call me mum, I can fulfill one of your wishes.” Her projection leaned in and blew at my ears. “As long as it’s within my powers, any wish can be fulfilled.”

“…” Any wish? Then I had better consider this carefully. What am I going to wish for… Hold on, she’s the goddess of betrayal and treachery, can she even be trusted?

“Don’t worry. At the very least, when it comes to you, her words can be trusted.” Just as I was mulling over my next action, Ferti’nier’s voice suddenly appeared in my head like a ray of light on a pitch black night. At that very moment, I had completely forgotten about how many times she had gotten me into trouble and only had praises for her.

‘I just knew my big sis can be trusted when push comes to shove. Your little brother loves you!’

“The Spider Queen used to be a follower of his eminence, Lucifer. For his sake, she would go to any lengths. And you, little brother, because of some special circumstances, have become a purple winged Fallen Angel… your body’s heritage is not something you can hide from her eyes.”

Ferti’nier continued explaining in a solemn tone. “Once you reach the level of a divinity, you can see through a person’s body constitution in an instant. That was how she found out that your body is extremely closely related to Lucifer…”

‘So that’s how she mistook me as being Lucifer’s child?’

“No. She wasn’t mistaken at all.” She decisively shot down that question. “No matter how you look at it, you are definitely a child of Lucifer!”

She was right. Putting aside the matter that he created this current body of mine with his feather, the fact was that all Devils were a creation of Lucifer!