Chapter Seventy-Two
Crow looked at the energy reserves of his flying base.
500,000 energy had gathered quietly without anyone noticing.
He pressed his hand against the control panel.
"Summon."
A black portal opened above the flying base, swirling with dark mist and silvery threads.
From it, a figure descended — elegant, terrifying, and beautiful.
Nyx, a divine-ranked half-spider, half-human unit, landed softly before Crow.
Her silver hair glowed under the starlight, long spider legs extending gracefully behind her human torso.
Her blood-red eyes locked onto Crow the moment she appeared.
Without hesitation, she knelt respectfully, her voice soft but filled with ancient power.
"Master... I have come to serve."
Crow nodded once.
Nyx, despite her appearance, was a top-tier battlefield dominator — skilled in weaving traps, illusions, poisons, and instant-death fields.
She was the perfect weapon to control areas and eliminate armies before they even realized they were under attack.
Without wasting time, Crow waved his hand again.
Nyx immediately shimmered into the distance, heading toward the densest gathering of monsters nearby.
Within seconds, thousands of enemies vanished without a sound — trapped, poisoned, and shredded by invisible webs.
Crow's event points shot even higher.
+30,000 points per second.
Yet no one even noticed Nyx working in the shadows.
All attention remained locked on GorZul, the "obvious threat" standing tall and proud.
Crow's plan was flawless.