THE VILLAIN'S POV

Chapter 528: Sansa Valerion vs The Lady of Eight Legs (2)

Sansa, shattered by the previous blow.

Her body was absurdly durable, but even she felt as though every bone inside her had crumbled from that strike.

Her dark eyes remained fixed on the retreating beast as she emerged, dragging herself from the crater where she’d been buried.

”Am I just an ant to you... crushed without a second thought while you carry on as if I never existed?”

She grinned darkly, fury painted across her bloodied face.

Clenching her fists violently, the demoness launched herself from the ground once more .. soaring after the creature.

”I’ll show you...” Sansa hissed as shadows burst from her body without pause.

”I’ll make you understand... what terror truly means.”

From behind her back, hundreds—no, thousands—of black tendrils erupted.

Dark abominations tore through her flesh, ripping her back open as they surged outward like writhing worms from another world.

The tendrils swelled to monstrous sizes until Sansa herself looked like a speck in a sea of darkness.

They trembled violently, then split open to reveal gaping maws ..giant, terrifying mouths that seemed to devour the very air.

With a wave of her hand, Sansa unleashed them. The ravenous mouths surged forward, destroying everything in their path as they lunged straight for the Eight-Legged Lady.

The beast shrieked furiously, her eight legs rising into the sky to defend herself.

But Sansa wasn’t about to let history repeat itself.

She forced her aura past its limits, forging eight black spears, each blazing like cursed wildfire.

Each spear stretched over a hundred meters long .. an impossible feat for any sane person to believe came from a single being.

She hurled them with fury, sending them hurtling toward the monster’s limbs.

Seconds later, they struck ..triggering an earthquake that would not be forgotten.

Sansa’s spears pierced the Lady’s legs successfully, drawing unending screams from the enormous creature.

And Sansa only laughed in madness.

”What the hell are you screaming for? You already blew out my damn ears—I can’t hear a thing!”

With a flick of her wrist, the spears slammed into the ground, acting like stakes that pinned the Lady’s limbs in place.

Meanwhile, the black tendrils continued to coil around the beast’s body, devouring her without mercy.

Surrounded in shadows, with blood pouring from her nose and mouth from aura overexertion, Sansa floated above the creature, her expression twisted with grim delight.

”Now then... be a good little bitch, and let me end you quietly.”

Sansa clenched again, drawing more shadows into form. A single massive spear emerged .. far greater than any before.

A final weapon to end the grotesque being before her.

But just as she was about to release it—

Her demonic eyes met the Lady’s lone eye.

Just one glance...

And then everything was annihilated.

From the void, the Lady opened her mouth.

And from it surged a beam of pure aura ..

A devastating cannon of energy, fired by a creature larger than mountains.

The beam consumed Sansa, her spear, and everything behind her for dozens of kilometers.

A cataclysmic attack of pure, overwhelming aura.

When the Lady closed her mouth once more, what stood before her was a long trail of devastation...

A colossal path of death where everything that had existed had been completely annihilated.

The Lady immediately began screaming—mad, hysterical howls—ripping her own eight limbs apart in a frenzy. Her blood flooded the earth like a sunken deluge.

Then, amidst that madness, from where her limbs had been torn off...

Sixteen new legs sprouted in their place.

Just like that, those calamities doubled in number as if it were nothing, revealing the horrifying truth about her power .. her ability to regenerate and multiply her limbs whenever they were severed.

But who could have predicted that the one who would mutilate her... would be the Lady herself?

Now, with her power doubled, the Lady crawled toward the demoness who had stood against her ..and whom she had now acknowledged as a true opponent.

Sansa had become prey. A target the Lady wished to devour... to absorb her power.

But before that towering catastrophe, Sansa lay on the ground, her body charred to ruin from the previous attack .. thrown into complete chaos.

Everything on her body had been obliterated by that last strike. Had she not wrapped herself in her shadows at the last moment, she would’ve perished without a doubt.

Even with all her power used to defend herself, the damage she sustained was staggering. Her black blood continued to seep out without pause.

And now... the Lady loomed over her, stronger than ever ..an entity more monstrous than anything before.

Yet in front of such a hellish being...

Sansa felt no fear.

No despair.

Only rage.

Unyielding fury twisted the veins on her face like worms as she stood back up.

”You bitch!!!”

Slamming both hands into the ground, Sansa let out a bone-chilling scream that drained every ounce of strength left in her.

From beneath her trembling, convulsing body, a tremendous shadow erupted..larger than anything she had ever unleashed before.

This shadow didn’t just envelop the Lady...

It devoured everything within dozens of kilometers.

Black blood burst from her pores and every crevice of her body as Sansa raised her arms, slowly, opening the gates of hell beneath the Eight-Legged Lady.

Shadows surged from all directions, piercing the Lady’s body relentlessly—dark spikes, tentacles, and appendages from another realm.

They tore into her mercilessly.

The Lady tried to open her mouth once more to unleash that aura beam again, but Sansa wasn’t about to let it happen this time.

She forcibly shut that maw with sheer power ..summoning hundreds of giant hands from beneath her foe, slamming her mouth shut.

She screamed with such force that her consciousness nearly faded.

Then, Sansa raised her arms to the sky, commanding the shadows to obey ..and in a scene of pure dread, the shadows lifted the Lady into the air... carrying a creature whose weight rivaled the mightiest of mountains.

The process felt like being crushed by divine forces, but she refused to stop.

Shadows wrapped tightly around the Lady’s massive body, restricting her completely as she was lifted ever higher...

And then beneath her ..

The shadows compressed tighter and tighter, condensing into a single colossal spear.

A spear forged from every last drop of Sansa’s remaining power.

It was monstrous ..so dense and massive that even the void around it trembled.

The spear was larger than the Lady herself.

Sansa could feel her mind slipping with every second.

So the moment it was complete, she released the Lady.

And the beast fell from the sky...

Falling like divine judgment ..until impact.

An impact that shook the entire continent...

One that made the world itself recognize the scale of what had just occurred.

The Eight-Legged Lady had fallen directly upon the massive spear, which impaled her through her massive body and pierced her singular, titanic eye.

The nightmare creature screamed in agony as her blood poured out onto the colossal black spear.

But no matter how much she writhed...

No matter how violently her limbs trembled...

There was nothing she could do but die slowly—skewered and lifted high into the heavens.

On the other end of the battlefield...

The demoness collapsed to the ground, drenched in a pool of her own black blood—having utterly exhausted herself.

Her body, struggled to keep her alive.

She had paid a terrible price...

But in the end, she had fulfilled her mission perfectly.

She had proven that she could stand by his side.

She had proven she could endure this blood-soaked path...

The path that Frey Starlight walked.

And on that day ..

Sansa Valerion became the second person in history to slay one of the Nightmare Lords...

Right after Abraham Starlight.