Under the dome of the Spider Heart Temple,

black-gray webs layered like living vines wrapped around the Legendary Mage Bren, forming a spidersilk cocoon twenty meters in diameter.

The crystal stone lamps embedded in the temple walls cast a ghostly blue glow, reflecting a dark red halo of rune patterns on the webs.

The entire space was filled with a sweet and sickening scent of blood and sulfur, nauseating yet fatally alluring.

Bren's body was wrapped in thousands of layers of webs, cocooned with only his face exposed.

His skin glistened with a blue-gray metallic sheen, and web-like runes appeared on his forehead; ghostly blue magic firelight and black-red abyssal power formed counteracting halos in his eyes.

The protective barrier flowed over his skin like liquid mercury, each ripple of magic power causing violent tremors in the webs ensnaring his body.

Tiny spiders crawling on the webs moved slowly across Bren's body, their sharp limbs able to tear small magic power fragments from him as they scraped against the threads.

These ghostly blue fragments, once detached, were immediately tainted by a foul aura, turning into black-red sparks that seeped back into Bren's body, forming web-shaped scorch marks on his skin.

Abyssal power climbed along the web patterns like a viper coiling around its prey.

Where the black-red energy flowed, the air boiled into a purplish-black mist, releasing an extremely pungent smell.

Each time the abyssal power touched the protective barrier on Bren's body, it produced an ear-piercing sound similar to acid corroding metal, leaving web-like cracks on his skin.

His hands twitched uncontrollably, and magic bullets fired from his fingertips disintegrated upon contact with the webs, dissipating into the air, thick like liquid webbing.

In the depths of the Spider Heart Temple, an indistinct hissing came from the Abyss East Gate, resonating with Bren's convulsions and causing the entire web structure to vibrate.

As the tiny spiders on the webs turned their compound eyes towards Bren, the eight eyes reflected the image of his progressively disintegrating protective barrier.

When strands of abyssal power tried to breach the protective barrier, Bren's skin began to turn transparent, revealing internal organs infiltrated by web-like structures.

At that moment, a creaking sound, like young spiders gnawing on decayed wood, emanated from inside Bren's body.

His protective barrier showed fine cracks, like glass about to shatter.

The ghost spiders on the temple walls collectively changed direction, their transparent abdomens lighting up, projecting an illusion of Bren bound by webs.

In the illusion, his skin transformed into semi-transparent webs, revealing black organs pulsating beneath the surface.

In reality, black blood oozed from Bren's fingertips, absorbed by the webs upon touching, nourishing the threads to become tougher.

As abyssal power continued to permeate, web-shaped cracks appeared on Bren's face, each crack flickering with unstable magic sparks.

Bren saw clearly that the webs entangling him were indeed the materialized threads of Rose's divine power.

If he were completely penetrated by these webs, he would utterly lose himself and become a prisoner of the Dark Elves.

As abyssal power slowly eroded Bren, the Dark Elf Queen Spine stood not far away in the temple, staring intently at everything happening on Bren's body.

Simultaneously, in three other directions in the Spider Heart Temple, stood three Dark Elf Legends.

Countless webs extended from their bodies, swirling towards Bren.

The power of Spider Queen Rose also accompanied these webs, accelerating the erosion of Bren's magic power and mind.

Seeing more web-like imprints appear on Bren's body, the excitement on Spine's face grew increasingly intense.

This is a Legendary Mage!

And a Legendary Member of the Pan-Continent Mage Association at that!

If she could control the "Bitter Reciter" Bren and turn him into her puppet, advancing the master's plans would become much smoother.

Whether it was more intelligence from within the Pan-Continent Mage Association or a betrayal at a critical moment, it was quite significant for the Dark Elves.

Spine was very clear on the master's arrangements.

The Spider Queen Rose had already invested a lot of power in the Forbidden Fortress Donovan.

Although the master had received assistance from those other great beings, the vastness of the involved regions made it impossible to allocate more power to her.

But… Spine was very aware that she needed to face the Pan-Continent Mage Association.

Thanks to some special channels, she was well informed of the terrifying power of the Pan-Continent Mage Association.

In the underground city, relying on the terrain advantage, she could still parry the Pan-Continent Mage Association to some extent.

If she left here, she would hardly withstand the full-force attack of the Pan-Continent Mage Association.

This was assuming the three Councilmen of the Pan-Continent Mage Association do not show up, and those two… no!

Without deploying those three terrifying Floating Cities.

Although the master's task for her was merely to secretly attack the Pan-Continent Mage Association's personnel and create chaos.

Spine, however, needed to perform outstandingly in order to earn the master's favor.

This way, she could receive more power from the Spider Queen Rose as a reward.

If she could control this "Bitter Reciter" Bren, it might even catch the master's attention.

However... the resistance of this "Bitter Reciter" Bren was truly tenacious.

To support so long under the master's mighty power?

Still, it's all right!

Spine looked at Bren, her eyes filled with greed.

The stronger the resistance, the stronger the power of this Legendary Mage!

The benefits of successfully controlling him would be greater!

Nevertheless, under the erosion of the master's power, everything he did was ultimately futile.

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