Chapter 175 Unstoppable

“Mister Su, captain… Trust me, it slipped from my mind. I swear!” Chen tried to explain even though he couldn’t make himself sound very convincing right then.

Nie Chengkong chose to believe him. He didn’t think Chen would willfully cause trouble at such a moment, putting the entire team at risk in the process. That would be too stupid.

On the other hand, Su Ping didn’t seem to care. Or, he was glad that the Dark Dragon Hound could freely move outside so they could get rid of the spiders and find the treasure as soon as possible.

“Mister Su, I’ll help your hound so it can run back for cover,” Ye Chenshan offered. He didn’t think the hound was sturdy enough to resist the deadly spider poison, even though it looked pretty fast when fighting the vipers.

Nie Chengkong thought to agree, but didn’t get to say anything when he heard the hound roaring again.

The hound was heading straight into the approaching spider swarm while not forgetting to invite more of them, as if it were some kind of movie actor who had to die to give his friends a chance to escape.

As one, the spiders unleashed clusters of thick, black fiber that fully engulfed the running hound.

As the hound vanished from their sight, everyone slowly gazed at Su Ping again and wondered why he had taken such a crazy decision.

Did he hate his pet so much that he’d send it to its death without a second thought?

As people believed, the hound had what it took to stay alive under the spider assault even without the shield, as long as Su Ping gave it “smarter” commands. But not… this!

Old Mo glanced at the place where the hound had disappeared and sneered. He wasn’t going to rescue it for obvious reasons.

Nie Chengkong looked at the moving spider pile and felt goosebumps. As the team leader, he wasn’t willing to see one of their pets dying that easily, even if that was what Su Ping wanted. They couldn’t afford to lose any combat asset.

Whoosh!

Upon receiving his command, the Fallen Priest knocked several spiders away and charged at the swarm still gathered on top of the “cocoon.”

More spiders came and attempted to stop the Fallen Priest in vain. Being something two ranks higher, the Fallen Priest could kill one or more spiders easily with each cudgel swing. By the time it finally reached the place where the hound had been entrapped, it had left a trail of broken spider bodies along its path.

However, before it could do something to get rid of the cocoon prison, the cocoon started burning with a black flame all of a sudden, forcing all the spiders still clung to it to back off.

Sensing the deadly temperature of the flame, the Fallen Priest also took several steps back out of instinct. Somehow, that fire felt more dangerous than all the spiders around it combined.

Roar!

They heard yet another dragon roar booming in the middle of the spider swarm. The sound was so powerful that it knocked many spiders away, some of which had accidentally caught the black flame on their haired bodies and began shrieking in pain.

The Dark Dragon Hound emerged from the flame and sank its teeth inside the closest spider it could reach.

Telling from the scars on the hound’s body, it did not stay completely unharmed when fighting against the spiders. The corrosive poison of the spiders was so potent that it could burn through the Earthen Dragon’s scales given enough time, so it wasn’t surprising to see the hound already suffering injuries.

Although getting hurt didn’t discourage the hound from going after its enemies. Instead, it was getting increasingly thrilled when its old training memories were rekindled. As Su Ping’s pet, it had already “graduated” from this spider fight. This was nothing compared to some of the deadlier training grounds. It was fun.

Roaaar!

As if high on drugs, the hound dove toward the place with more spiders and began tearing at anything it could reach.

The spider poison was, in fact, completely useless. After “dying” countless times in the corresponding dragon scale land, the hound had already grown immune to it.

Without the poison, the spiders were just edible chew toys.

Just like this, the hound rushed around the valley, leaving heaps of dead spiders in its wake.

The team observed the absurd sight inside the shield and were left speechless.

What happened to the “ancient poison that no hospital can treat”?

They could clearly see the hound bleeding from several small bite marks, and yet, the creature wasn’t slowing down in the least.

Was that not poison, but some kind of stimulant? People stared at Su Ping again. Is that Dark Dragon Hound super strong, or are those spiders not as dangerous as we thought?

Soon, the remaining spiders realized that they were powerless against the hound and began scrambling to the other opponents, causing the Death Scythe and the Fallen Priest to suddenly receive more enemies to deal with. During the chaos, several spiders went too close to the Earthen Dragon and were squashed flat under its claws.

A few minutes later, the valley grew quiet as most spiders had turned to corpses scattered among messy webs and silk.

As Su Ping remembered, those Hell’s Spiders were the only inhabitants living there. After that, they only had to take the treasure away.

After making sure the scouting pets could not detect another living spider, Chen’s Earthen Dragon removed the shield, allowing the team to finally witness the brutal aftermath of the battle, which had ended way faster than they had expected.

Nie Chengkong found the Dark Dragon Hound scavenging the dead spiders quite happily and gave Su Ping an odd look. “Mister Su. I must say, your pet is… remarkable.”

He wanted to use the word “freak,” which was more correct in this case. But that would sound offensive.

The old man frowned and approached his Death Scythe. He saw one of the creature’s blades turning dull as if it had deteriorated.

Looking down, Old Mo saw a bleeding hole on the creature’s arm. The skin around the wound had become badly swollen.

“It’s the poison?” People glanced at the wound and then looked at the Dark Dragon Hound still gobbling down spiders. It had multiple injuries on its body, which meant its exposure to poison had surely been greater while it had been trapped by the spiders. But… it looked completely energetic.

Old Mo also checked the contrasting signs and felt his face burning in awkwardness.

“Antidote. Quick!” Nie Chengkong reminded him. The old man quickly found a metal case on his backpack and took out one of the six syringes stored inside.