Roland had been fond of horror movies and weird movies since he was a child. He had watched movies like Alien, Predator, Thirteen Streets of Ghosts, and so on over and over again. He had also fantasized about what he should do when he encountered monsters or ghosts.
In his fantasies, he was brave and strong, and even if he was hurt to the point of powerlessness, he could still struggle and try to escape.
But when he really faced a monster, Roland realized that the so-called fantasies were not worth mentioning at all. Fantasies were just fantasies, like daydreams, fleeting and illusory, and they would be broken by the hammer of reality as soon as they were touched.
Besides, this wasn't the hammer of reality yet, it was just a game.
The spider didn't see Roland, and if Roland wanted to run away at this moment, he should be able to. But when he saw the three little guys in the tree who were crying and trembling because of fear and had snot all over their faces, he couldn't turn around no matter how hard he tried.
Many times, people could find ten thousand reasons to be weak, but only one reason was needed to be brave.
Roland crouched on the ground, found a stone, and found a broken branch. He broke the front end of the broken branch hard and tore out a sharp thorn.
"I'm a player, this is just a game, don't be afraid," Roland muttered to himself.
Roland mumbled to himself. At this moment, the spider crashed into the tree. Even though he was more than ten meters away, he could see the splashing bark of the tree after the crash. He could also feel that the ground seemed to be quaking.
Not to mention the three little guys in the tree, who were almost thrown off by the trembling tree. This time, they were even more terrified. They were so frightened that they cried and screamed. Their faces were covered in tears and greenish-yellow snot. It was unknown how unsightly they looked.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Roland clenched the stone in his hand and threw it heavily, shouting, "Monster, take this!"
Although Roland's throwing wasn't very accurate, such a big spider could hit it even with its eyes closed. The fist-sized stone hit the spider's huge tail sac, made a sound as if it had hit metal, and then bounced to one side.
Sensing the attack from behind, the Giant Spider's six legs kept moving, turning around at an extremely fast speed.
Then, Roland gasped in shock. Not to mention the appearance of this giant spider, it was very disgusting. Its head was covered with small red compound eyes, and there were probably about a hundred of them. People with trypophobia would definitely be defeated before they even fought.
What was even more frightening was that it actually had a pair of black scythes. It extended from both sides of the mouth and raised high. The end of the scythe was extremely sharp, and at the end of the scythe, there were even carapace barbs. One could imagine how terrifying the damage would be if one was struck by this scythe.
This was a typical hunting creature.
Roland wanted to use magic. He remembered that when he created the character, there were two level-one spells besides Magic Proficiency, namely Inferior Fireball and Hand of Magic.
But when he thought that his head might explode if he failed to cast the spell, he gave up on the idea. If he, the rescuer, died first, the three children would have no chance of survival.
The giant spider stared at Roland for a while, then turned around and bumped into the tree hard. Immediately, the three children cried out in fear again.
Roland couldn't help it anymore. He took a deep breath and rushed over. When he got behind the spider, he found that it didn't have any reaction, so he was delighted. He grabbed the wooden stick in his hand and hit the joint of the last leg on the right side of the giant spider.
Because the stone that Roland threw earlier hit the spider's tail, Roland knew that its body was very hard, so he tried to attack the spider's joints this time. Because in terms of biological knowledge, most creatures' joints were generally relatively weak.
He hit the spider's joints heavily with the stick. Then, to his surprise, he discovered that his strength was greater than he had imagined. He was a spellcaster, but he only had five points of Strength … Even a spellcaster's Strength wasn't weak. Then, how great would the Warriors who had ten points of Strength be?
The joints of the giant spider's right leg were hit hard. With a thud, green juice spurted out. The monster let out a scream of anger. It quickly turned around, and the long black scythes at the corners of its mouth turned into two black afterimages as they swung down heavily.
Although Roland was prepared and jumped back the moment the giant spider turned around, Roland was still unable to react. Unfortunately, he was neither a Warrior nor an agile class, so he didn't jump far back this time. The two long black scythes, one on the left and the other on the right, pierced into his thighs and nailed him to the ground.
It was painful … but bearable. After all, it was only one-tenth of the pain.
The giant spider shook its two scythes, flipped Roland over, and dragged him back. A long trail of blood was left on the ground, but in Roland's eyes, it was a long mosaic.
Seeing that its prey was in its hands, the giant spider opened its mouth and slowly extended its long mouthparts.
At this moment, Roland stabbed the tip of the stick into the giant spider's mouth. At the same time, Roland raised his head and shouted at the tree, "Come down and go."
He only had time to shout this sentence before he was thrown up and smashed down by the spider, who was in great pain. He was thrown up and smashed down again. After only two hits, he was already dizzy and powerless.
The three children in the tree, stunned for a moment, slid down the tree with a squeak. The two boys turned around, cried, and ran away, but the skinniest girl picked up a stick and tried to come back to help, her whole body trembling.
Seeing this, Roland shouted angrily, "You idiot, get out of here!"
Being yelled at by Roland, the little girl froze for a moment, then dropped the stick, wiped her tears, and ran away. Watching the little fellow's figure disappear into the woods, Roland was quite relieved. He was a player, and dying once was nothing, but if this little girl died, there would really be no more.
After all, he still remembered the game's advertisement, which said that all NPCs were unique. They had their own lives, would grow old, would succeed, and would fail. Once they died, they were dead, and they would never be refreshed.
Did this count as saving a life? Roland had just put on a smile, when he was lifted up and smashed down by the giant spider again. After this happened five times, Roland's consciousness was ejected from his body.
As a third party, he watched as the spider tore his own body into pieces and covered the ground with 'mosaic'. But Roland wasn't very angry. He knew very well that this giant spider wouldn't live much longer. After all, if he couldn't get out the stick that was stuck in its mouth, the giant spider would never be able to eat.
Only death awaited it.
At this moment, an option popped up in front of him: You are too far from the nearest resurrection point. Do you want to jump to the resurrection point?
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