Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 133 The Plot brings the Plot

"It's… Arachnea!"

Raw chaos. That was probably the only way Rhys could explain what was going on around him right now.

The members of the Cerberus guild seemed like they had already completely forgotten about their guild master, even though he was still pretty much impaled like a whole roasted pig around one of Arachnea's legs.

None of them were even looking at him anymore — granted, you can't save an obviously already dead person.

All of them just started running away like cockroaches being exposed to the light. As for Arachnea, she could not really be bothered in chasing any of them—no. She was also not even looking at them; her eyes, just completely fixated on Rhys as a very small smile started to crawl onto her face.

Rhys thought that something was weird, and as Arachnea started to walk toward him, he finally noticed what it was.

She was wearing a shirt — an oversized shirt at that, which completely hid her figure from everyone. Even then, however, her shirt couldn't contain the bounce and jiggle with every step she took.

As expected of the only other female that could compare to Katarina's… mountains.

"Tch…" Out of nowhere, however, Arachnea clicked her tongue and stopped walking; her eyes, looking at all the people screaming and running away in annoyance. And her annoyance soon completely turned into disgust as Edward's corpse started sliding down from her leg, "These humans…

…always so annoying."

"!!!"

And with those words, Arachnea suddenly disappeared from Rhys's sight — and even with the enhanced senses and reflexes, Rhys could not even follow Arachnea's movements as she just started plowing through the members of the Cerberus guild like they were grass; she wasn't even actively attacking them, she was literally just plowing through them with her body and legs.

It wasn't that Arachnea was truly that fast, no — she was fast in all the senses of the word, but it was her ability to just quickly change directions that made Rhys instantly lose sight of her from time to time.

And as Rhys found himself impressed, he could not help but quickly shake his head as he realized he shouldn't just be standing there and should perhaps search for a better position — after all, behind him was a building that might as well be a trap.

But before he could even think of a new position, Arachnea was done — she had completely wiped out all the members of the Cerberus guild that was present in ambushing Rhys. Even those who were on top of the buildings around them couldn't escape; that was how efficient Arachnea was in hunting humans…

…and not even once did she use her webs and threads.

In fact, Rhys doesn't remember Arachnea using her threads against Ayesha at all… she truly was just playing with her. But then…

…this was not exactly the right time to think about anyone else.

"Finally, all the insects are gone," Arachnea once again landed a few meters in front of Rhys; walking toward her like she did not just kill dozens and dozens of people, "We were interrupted the last time we met, descendant of Eros."

"We were," Rhys tried his best to stay calm; his mind, repeating the memory of his first squad being wiped out and sliced into pieces by Arachnea. Panicking or doing anything else besides staying calm would be absolutely useless in his situation — he could probably escape using the shadows, but Arachnea could probably also pull him out before he could fully submerge himself into the darkness.

And why would he escape? He called Arachnea here in the first place.

"To be absolutely certain, your friends attacked me first — their deaths are not mine to bear," Arachnea let out a small giggle as she crawled closer and closer to Rhys; each of her sharp legs, slightly penetrating through the hard asphalt like she was just walking across sand,

"But I suppose that does not matter anymore, humans live too short that it does not really change anything whether they die now or later in their life. Do you not find it curious? You mortals should have the blood of us gods, and yet you live the same as a thousand years ago — ephemeral."

"I am curious," Rhys took in a very long and deep breath as he stood his ground; his head looking up at Arachnea as she towered over him as soon as she was only just an arm's reach away, "That is why I made it easy for you to find me and waited here."

"I truly admire your enthusiasm, Descendant of Eros…" Arachnea covered her mouth as she started giggling, "...But you did not lure me here at all — I was already stalking you as soon as you entered this fragile city. I also stalked the people following you and waited for the right time to make my grand entrance; how about it, did you like it?"

"You… were already stalking me?" Rhys could not help but blink a couple of times as he looked at Arachnea from head to toe. Arachnea's spider body was the size of a small sedan; not to mention her human parts were also bigger than normal, so… "How were you even able to escape the others' eyes?"

"By avoiding them?" Arachnea squinted, "Stop asking questions that you already know the answer to, Descendant of Eros. Ask me more meaningful questions — like how I am going to eat you, you'll like it."

"I… prefer not to be eaten," Rhys took a step back as Arachnea started licking her lips. Perhaps Rhys was wrong, maybe he should truly probably try finding a way out of here.

It didn't help that Arachnea's desires were currently flooding his mind right now, and all he could hear was her wanting to just eat him and swallow his head whole.

"Why not?" Arachnea suddenly moved to Rhys's side, almost causing him to dive into the shadows there and then, "You should be honored, you will be the first man I eat in more than a thousand years."

"I specifically remember you eating someone when I met you, Arachnea," Rhys recalled Lex's stomach just being eviscerated by Arachnea's teeth.

"Oh, that was completely different," a small smile once again crawled on Arachnea's face as she leaned down closer to Rhys; her sharp teeth that probably numbered to a hundred, showing themselves to him, "When I start eating you…

…all you will feel will be pleasure."

"...Are we still talking about the same 'eat' here?" Rhys gulped.

"And after you've experienced pleasure like you have not before… I will bite through your face and burrow through your tasty brain."

"Right…" Rhys sighed and nodded, "...Before you start eating me, may I ask you some questions, Ma'am?"

"...Ma'am?" Arachnea raised an eyebrow, "You mortals truly are quite funny. Very well, ask."

"Eros, none of the other… mortals seem to know who he is," Rhys's voice slightly turned deep as he looked at his hand, "...And I am not going to pretend to you that I still consider myself a Lowborn, not at all — it is what I am, but Eros' gift, the ability he passed down to me is something that should only belong to Nobles. It's… monstrous."

"Of course, they will not know who he is," Arachnea leaned away from Rhys; closing her eyes as she seemed to reminisce an age already passed,

"The other gods have exiled Eros for his betrayal against the King of the Gods."

"Eros… betrayed Zeus?"

"Ssh," Arachnea quickly placed a finger on her lips, "Do not let the big guy hear you; last I heard, he was still mad about that even after a thousand years had already passed."

"A thousand years ago…" Rhys blinked a couple of times as he looked Arachnea in the eyes, "...When the monsters dug their way up to the Surface? And the gods had to come from above?"

"Around that time, yes. But there is one detail you are sorely mistaken about," Arachnea giggled as she wagged a finger in front of Rhys's face, "The monsters, the gods…

…we all came from down there."

"...What?" Rhys's eyes slightly widened as he heard Arachnea's words. Although the change of detail in history does not really affect Rhys directly or even personally. But the fact that a major detail like the gods coming from the Underworld was not known to them…

…Rhys could not help but wonder what else in their history was wrong.

"Then… is Eros part of the Olym—"

"No."

"No? He's not—"

"I meant I am done answering your questions, Descendant of Eros." And as soon as those words escaped Arachnea's lips; her spider body suddenly started convulsing out of nowhere, causing Rhys to slightly burrow an inch of his feet into the shadows,

"It's time for me to eat."

Before he could actually escape, however, he found his waist suddenly wrapped in by Arachnea's legs… and not her spider legs.

It was a pair of… human legs that suddenly protruded from Arachnea's spider body, completing the rest of her human parts. It was slightly… slimy.

"Wh—" And before Rhys could even say anything, Arachnea wrapped her arms around his neck. And like an egg hatching… Arachnea's human body separated itself from her spider body.

And due to her size, Rhys could not help but just fall down on his back — with Arachnea sitting on top of him; her face, just inches away from his.

"...You could do that?" Rhys's eyes widened as he instinctively touched Arachnea's thick but soft new legs; the slime, causing his hand to almost just glide over it.

"Oh…" Arachnea opened her mouth as her unusually long tongue gently brushing across Rhys's lips,

"...I can do a lot of things, child."