Spider Leg Novels & Stories

Pet Name: Shadow Arachne (Demonic Spider) Pet Species: Demon Spider Pet Level: 10 Condition: Healthy (Cold) Skills: Thread Generation, Poisonous Bite, Sticky Thread, Thread Manipulation HP: 3000 MP: 2500 Attack: 90 Intelligence: 75 Constitution: 250 Defense: 70 Agility: 55 Looking at its stats, besides its high constitution, the pet spider was basically all-rounded where the rest of its stats were concerned. It wasn't Kirou's desire to develop the spider in this way but the spider itself choose this route after joining Kirou in combat, all on its own. Kirou could only shake his head at the pet spider's decision. It was truly apparent that the spider had no idea what its name meant.

It's the middle of the night, why did I wake up at this hour? But then I felt something... No, it was several things, and they were under my sheet, I felt them on my skin, lightning! They were like ants, I felt them running down my legs, but apparently they were big ants. With my trembling hand I removed my blanket from my body and opened my eyes in amazement. They were not ants, they were spiders! Huge spiders. I did the first thing I do when I see one of those animals: I screamed. I screamed as much as I could while I moved to get those spiders off of me, feeling their little legs walking on my body was not pleasant at all.

Jack said quietly. "What about dozens of spiders?" Lexi asked, staring straight ahead. Jack chuckled. "I can take on hundreds of spiders." Lexi looked up at him. Fear penetrated those lovely dark eyes. "I'm being serious. What about a dozen spiders?" Jack looked back over her head into the tunnel. Glittering eyes sparkled back at him from all sides. Behind him, the taps of large spider legs approached. A quick look back showed him the large spider beast was closing in behind them.

She added, lifting her eyebrows. “Escapees…” Aislen saw some tiny spiders crawl through the imperfect seal of Meguitte’s fingers and hurried to open the lid. Meguitte opened her palms, dropping a large spider that was crawling with tiny babies escaping the egg sack on it’s back. Meguitte calmly screwed the lid on over them. “What about the ones… on you?” Aislen wondered watching one drop from the vampiress’ hand on a string of fine gossamer. She was sure she could see others moving through the fabric of Meguitte’s sleeves.

A deep cut ran for half its head and green blood flowed from it. The spider body was 1 meter and a half long and its head made only 30 centimeters of it. She was about to ask if it was him who saved her and her son but stopped seeing that Aldophus was already on the other side of the battle and he had already began a one-sided slaughter on the ironclad spiders.

So who tried covering me with a single blanket? I feel something warm and hairy brush against my legs under the blanket. I pull the blanket off me. My heart nearly stops at the sight of the big spider hugging my left leg. It's hairy legs are wrapped tightly around my bare leg and it's scary head rests on my foot. I jolt in different directions. My flailing legs get tangled in the blanket. I fall off the bed and grunt in pain as my back connected hard with the concrete floor. But my fear is giving me rare strength. I look at my leg and realize that somewhere in the chaos I kicked away the spider. I crawl farther away from the bed despite the pain.

In each spider’s belly, a burning coal glowed like a tiny, furious sun. “Back up!” Raven shouted. She flung her knife, but the spider smacked it away with a metal leg. One spider lunged at June and Leo. A little of June’s old fire sparked inside her. Not much, but enough. She didn’t throw a fireball—she just grabbed the spider’s copper leg as it landed. She pushed all her cold, empty feeling into the machine. The leg froze solid. The spider tipped over, its orange core flickering. “Dante! Break the core!” June yelled.

“Ugh, I hate spiders.” He pulls one out, and I can see the silver metal forming six legs and a body no bigger than a pearl. In the centre of the body is swirling liquid. Gabriel takes some rubber gloves before picking one up. He clicks the centre before reaching over as it touches his shoulder. His face scrunches up as if in pain when the 6 legs switch to small needle-like pins that puncture his skin. Once in position, the pain stops, and his face relaxes.

While the carriages traveled, they encountered many other monsters along the road. But the soldier guarding them handled the monsters with ease. It looks like they were professional in handling the type of monsters. Maybe these monsters were common in these areas. Yman noted a specific monster with a metal-like body and crawled with 16 legs. It looks like a spider but different in some way. Since a spider has 8 legs, whereas, this monster had 16 legs.

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.