In all honesty, she had longed for a proper battle, knowing full well now that she no longer had to care about anyone. Everyone that could be considered as close to her was very far away, allowing the wide array of spells she could use to be extended. However, reality caught up, and she only realized that she did not even have a chance to cast something. Even now, the numerous trails of poisons and venoms flying in the air couldn't injure her the slightest.

The vicious screeching that resonated inside the depths of the mountains were so loud, that even the dwarves and ratmen fighting hundreds of meters away could hear it. But since they also had to deal with the spiders, they couldn't really differentiate it from the rest of the sounds produced by their foes. Not even wanting to fight anymore, she casually began to extend the shadows to pick up one specific spider.

As for the unfortunate target, it was ferociously trying to escape the grip of the darkness lingering around its body, but to no avail. Starring at the two white eyes getting closer and closer, its scream turned into an acute sound that would make even the most hardened veteran have gooseb.u.mps. Putting her hand on its head, Leilade instantly dispelled its soul, before replacing it by something else.

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The lifeless body began to move its legs slowly, then the entire corpse shuddered. Bowing in front of its mistress, the newly created undead waited for its instructions. Glancing at the weakling that was still kneeling, something really hard for a spider, she raised her hand once more, collecting more corpses around her. Now, instead of purely absorbing them, she only collected their souls, leaving their bodies intact.

Creating thin black threads out of nowhere, numerous arms appeared near her, as she began to meticulously tear apart the undead spider. Without any sound signifying it was suffering, her servant observed its body being dismantled, with a large amount of green liquid splas.h.i.+ng everywhere. Acting no differently from a tailor, she sewed the dead body parts together, creating a monster nearly two time her size.

Of course, she could have summoned an undead directly, but where would she be able to have fun? Also, she couldn't summon most of the monsters she knew, as the tunnels were not very large anyway. If Ymir had been there, he would have been forced to dig the walls with his hands or be stuck inside the cavern. Starring at her bloodied creation, she could only lament a bit on the inferior goods that was at her disposal.

But it was not over yet, as she began to a.s.semble another one, and another one after it. None were similar, be in shape or in size. But all were far more deadly than the original spiders that were used to be created. As an undead, the poison had no effect on their bodies, while a single bite condemned for sure the one that was injured by it. Faced against a new enemy, she could see many spiders beginning to retreat, while others stood their ground, sacrificing to gave the rest a way to escape.

"Ignorant insects. Trying to run away from me?" With her power rising, she did not feel obliged to be as stingy as she were. Soon, two walls of black flames sealed the two tunnels that were on the other side of the cave. By now, she had already taken control of a third of the room, and none of the pa.s.sages behind her could be used anymore. Visibly thinking that it was just a trick to fool them, some monsters tried to bypa.s.s her flames.

SHRIEK SHEAAAAk

Burning without any possibilities of surviving, none notice the fact that their bodies were not affected. In fact, after they saw one of her undead affected by the flames and be perfectly fine, she could see their movements becoming erratic. Clearly, the Queen behind them had no idea what type of magic Leilade was using. The more she kept claiming their souls, the more she felt the fear of the one they had a mental connection with.

Picking up an injured monster that had been bitten badly, she could see the wound beginning to turn black. Making it turn its head to stare at her directly, she gazed into its eyes, wondering if someone else was watching. "Their souls. It is burning their souls. And it will burn yours too." Why the living spiders all died with their body intact when coming in contact with the black flames? And why her undead servants did not even bother reacting to it?

Cleaning this place entirely, she knew that if she told those dwarves about what happened to her, no one would believe her. Not even her spells had done anything to the stone walls, and with the methodical harvest of all the blood and bodies of the spiders, it was ominously clean. Only the extremely strong smell of blood remained, especially since the green liquid was quite smelly.

Waving at the rejects she created on a whim, she saw many had lost more than one limb beginning to move. But unlike their former kin, there were enough head, legs, and mandibles on their bodies to lost ten of them and still be fine. Reaching the tunnels that were still filled with monsters, the undead felt no pity or mercy while they murdered their way in.

Leilade, on the other hand, did not care about whether some survived or not. In the end, everything that was moving in those depths will be destroyed. Also, those undead spiders were really too weak. Floating in a now completely empty tunnel, she kept advancing until she found the familiar spider webs blocking her path completely. Not like in the pa.s.sages, where there was still some webs here and there but not sealing an opening.

The following hours, she alternated between killing and creating. The more time she spent inside the heart of the mountain, the more she saw the spiders avoiding her. And while she could feel her servants being truly overwhelmed by a spider of black monsters, her, the soul behind all of it was not even attacked. Laughing at the pathetic behavior of that Spider Queen, she understood why those creatures hadn't managed to conquer the mountains and the surroundings.

"What is it now? A mole?" Breaking the iron-like strings that were blocking her once more, she spotted at the opposite side of the room a group of moles cowering in fear. They were barely smaller than the big spiders with green spots on their heads, and the fur on them looked to be strong enough to break a poorly made sword. Their first reaction when seeing Leilade was still to roll in a ball, protecting them from the new threat.

"Here is the food." Patting the stone-like fur, she could see around the group a few batches of mushrooms. In the rarely lightened environment, food was usually hard to grow. Because of this, it was very hard to gather an important population of one species, since whether they were carnivores or herbivores, food was precious.

However, if the dwarves were capable of managing their productive capacity, it also meant many other intelligent races were capable of the same. With just one glance, she could guess how a mole was useful for the spiders. First of all, it was big enough to be eaten by an important amount of spiders. Secondly, its claws could dig additional tunnels.

While she was thinking this, she was still patting the fur, with her cold ethereal hand. Seeing that she was not attacking them, the pacific creature began to stand up, allowing her to see them more clearly. Fundamentally, they were no different from the undead mole Malakov created to dig their base, only that they were alive. As for their esthetic, well, rare would be the one to find them even remotely cute.

Gmarh Mgargh Myiargh

Without the Viscount to translate, she could hardly understand what that creature was telling her. Maybe their thanks, to have saved them? Maybe to ask her to save the rest of their people? But the supremacy for the mountain belonged to only one race, and maybe their ally, the ratmen. Meaning, that nothing else that could threaten them was allowed to survive. Even if they looked soft and weak, their claws were capable of digging the hard stone walls. What would be the result if what was the target was not a rock, but a body made of flesh?

Leaving the group, she headed toward another tunnel, as she heard their screams when they realized the darkness behind her was getting closer. Because they had been prisoners for too long, they could hardly run faster than Leilade was advancing. By the time she reached another cave with more moles, the s.p.a.ce behind her had retrieved its silence. The more she encountered, the more information she obtained from them. Including one she was particularly happy to learn.

"Did you run or did you hide?" The news was relatively fresh, as she was certain that the location of the Spider Queen was at worst two days old. The tiny brain of the moles was not really capable of experiencing time since the caves were completely in the dark. But with only a few dozens of hours, it was possible the one Leilade was looking for had not moved too far. Something she still highly doubted.

Following the same path that the mole took, she arrived where at least a spider should have been present. Compared to the previous nests, this one was visibly one of the oldest. Coupled with the immense s.p.a.ce that was available, she could see all the coc.o.o.ns and webs covering the ceiling and the walls. There even was a few platforms made of strings, cutting the room in half. However, there was always enough place for something of the size of Ymir to move.

Splah Splash Crack ssreeeek

Gazing at the tunnels beyond that were all abnormally large, she knew she had entered the territory of the Queen. As for the newly born monster that was trying hard to break free from its prison, she did not even glance at it. Only when the baby spider arrived right under her did she had an interesting idea. Approaching a random coc.o.o.n, she spread the darkness far and wide, grabbing all the other babies, whether they were fully formed or not.

Soon, an unknown pile of bodies, with some still dripping the viscous liquid that was helping them to grow, was put right next to the chosen one. Pressing everything together, she could see the rare babies that were awaken beginning to flee, even if it was futile. Leaking on the strings that formed the protection of the soon newborn monster, green, white and black mixed together, forming something eerie.

Manipulating the mana around her, Leilade could see the immobile form inside the coc.o.o.n beginning to grow and move. The entire thing shook violently, as the shape inside it was too tall for the small structure made of strings. Without any delay, an abnormal leg managed to pierce the thin white wall. Followed by another one, and more after. But with the liquid still leaking from above, it was not yet over.

"Raise now." Hearing the heavy breathing of the thing in front of her, she could see something that shouldn't even exist in this world. A black liquid was slowly falling from the numerous opening on its body, as the monster seemed plagued by an unknown disease. Maws were unevenly opening here and there, sometimes on his stomach, sometimes on of its 11 legs. Only the shape could vaguely be similar to a spider if someone ignored the ugly head was far too long, more comparable to a crocodile than an insect.

"Hunt. Her. Down." Hearing the order from the one below it, the thing moved at full speed. It was taller than Leilade that was floating in the air, only small enough to take the tunnels. But compared to the half-baked undead she created previously, this one would be harder to kill. In fact, she waited for the news of its death, since it would mean the Spider Queen had finally moved in plain sight. A place that Leilade will know.