Synthetic Wizard - Chapter 293 - 185: The Ritual After More Than 1,200 Years (Part 3)

“It’s a good thing you didn’t miss the ritual.”

Viniya looked up at the statue on the altar, her eyes gleaming with fervor and excitement.

“After twelve hundred years, we finally received the divine message. The great Mi Xia truly hasn’t abandoned us!”

Tajana’s gaze flickered but she didn’t respond.

Although she had witnessed Mi Xia’s miracles firsthand, she still harbored a trace of doubt about Mi Xia.

After all, it had been twelve hundred years since Mi Xia appeared, and now that he has reappeared, he demands Magic Spider City to initiate war and unify the underground world. Whether this is a good thing for the Dark Elves is unknown.

In fact, many young Dark Elves share her skepticism, but this voice has been suppressed by the fervent upper class.

“Silence!”

A melodious yet authoritative voice suddenly rang out, quelling all whispers.

The hall suddenly became silent.

Everyone turned to look at the woman who spoke.

She was a slender and elegant Dark Elf woman.

Her light blue eyes were as pure and transparent as crystal, her long silver hair smooth and lustrous, resembling a youthful maiden just from appearances.

But in reality, this Lady Philier of the Philier Clan had celebrated her 148th birthday last year and was already the mother of over ten daughters.

Sweeping her gaze around, Lady Philier said sternly:

“The ritual begins.”

As her voice fell, an eerie rustling sound suddenly emerged from the darkness all around.

Countless spiders crawled out of the shadows, heading towards the altar.

Their eight legs tapped the ground, forming a peculiar rhythm and cadence.

In the blink of an eye, the altar was covered with countless spiders.

They glared at each other, seemingly wanting to kill their kin but refrained from taking action.

Meanwhile, eight Dark Elf women standing in the corner removed their robes, revealing alluring faces and their graceful, naked bodies.

They walked amidst the spider swarm, lightly leaping up the steps onto the altar, standing at eight corners, and then kneeling, chanting praises in unison.

Then, the spiders began a brutal slaughter.

They brandished their eight long legs, using massive mandibles to tear open opponents’ carapaces, piercing flesh with fangs, injecting venom, then biting and devouring.

The exquisite flesh and souls of the defeated made the victors stronger, and whenever a spider died, reducing their numbers by one-eighth, a Dark Elf woman by the altar would melt like heated butter, dissipating into mist.

Death was fearsome, yet no one evaded it.

The spiders’ numbers dwindled rapidly, eventually leaving a lone victor.

The enormous, sinister spider trudged heavily toward the last remaining Dark Elf woman, its crimson eyes coldly fixed upon her.

The Dark Elf woman showed no fear, opening her arms with a grotesque and dangerous smile.

The spider suddenly opened its massive mandibles and bit fiercely, its fangs piercing her skin, penetrating flesh, burning and paralyzing her body simultaneously.

Amidst many watching eyes, both the Dark Elf woman and the spider melted like wax, quickly forming into a new shape, transforming into the peculiar creature with a pitch-black spider’s lower body and a Dark Elf woman’s upper body.

Spider-Elf!

A legendary creature favored by a certain Divine Spirit, possessing terrifying and powerful strength!

Looking at the newly born Spider-Elf on the altar, the surrounding Dark Elves showed excited and fervent expressions.

Many couldn’t help but softly chant praises.

A genuine smile of joy appeared on Lady Philier’s beautiful face.

It succeeded!

With this ritual, Spider-Elves could be continually created.

This will be the assurance for Dark Elves to unify the underground world!