121 Glory of the Sun

Elizabeth exchanged hundreds of bouts with the spider queen without being hit once. The pressure on her was not light. The other party was after all still a Transcendent level being. 

She neither wanted to be hit nor could she afford to be hit.  If the attack landed on the tower, there wasn't much of a problem. But if it landed on her body directly, she would just be like anyone else and be reduced to a bloody paste. 

The Lower East District had become completely flat without a single building or piece of building left standing, while the ground was riddled with small craters and more corpses.

Before the crawlers reached the wall, a fifth of them had already been killed off after being caught in their queen's battle.

Queen Arachnia did not frown nor felt a single shred of guilt for their deaths.

Her race was one without compassion.

The moment she was born, her brothers and sisters were both her rivals and her source of sustenance.