My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2872 -958: Since You Must Become a God, Why Not Try Something Fancy?

[Ding! Divine Spirit blessing has been received. Talent [Embrace of the Weaver] upgraded to [Kiss of Rose], the original effects retained and new states granted as follows:

When the talent holder steps into a shadow region, all attributes increase by 10%.

When the talent holder is subjected to a dark-aligned spell attack, spell destructiveness is reduced by 20%.

When the talent holder is affected by a binding spell, the attacker will anger ‘Lady Rose the Spider’ and suffer a spiritual attack from her; failure to pass the check will lead to a state of [Divine·Fearful Madness].]

When Murphy encountered a divine spirit’s fierce kiss, such prompt words popped up before his eyes, letting Murphy instantly understand that Lady Rose wasn’t tasting his deliciousness but expressing gratitude and bestowing blessings… what nonsense!

Hey, your tongue is already in my mouth!

So astringent!

Enough!

Murphy began to struggle.

Even though it felt nice, and Lady Rose’s lips carried an intoxicating aroma, Adel was watching outside, and if Triss found out, he’d be done for.

Feeling Murphy’s struggle, Lady Spider released her six arms in a rather regretful manner.

She is the racial god of the Shadow Elves, naturally possessing some traits of the Shadow Elves. As the blessing giver to the Weaver of Destiny, she rightfully, like Veylanther, has six arms adorned with gemstones, representing that in necessary moments, Lady Spider can perform a cool second stage transformation, turning into the mightiest Spider Girl the world has ever seen to send enemies a Blade Storm.

She placed Murphy on the ground and licked her lips again.

With her eyes, which are black and white as if reflecting the fate of the entire world, looking at him, the brilliance flashing within them made Murphy feel a wave of fear.

Lady Rose walks the path of the God of Faith, her image and personality determined by the collective behavior and cultural traits of the Shadow Elves, which means that the Shadow Elves’ bad habits can only be doubly amplified in Lady Rose.

Murphy didn’t even need to think to understand what kind of lewdness was flowing in the mind of the Spider Goddess before him.

Alright, sleeping with a deity sounds fabulous, but considering the terrifying consequences, Murphy decided to forget about it; I’m too young to deal with this.

“Start the fate divination, madam.”

Murphy took out a handkerchief to wipe his lips and said to Lady Spider:

“The faith power from the Shadow Elves fed back to you is too overwhelming and devout; you’ve already done ample preparation, I suppose the time left before you depart from the material world is dwindling, we cannot waste it.”

“But you know, I can actually divinate while doing other things; I’m about to leave the material world and likely won’t return for a long time. This is your last chance, sir.

I am here to fulfill ‘all’ requests you propose.”

Lady Rose made a strange invitation again, Murphy crossed his hands, expressing a firm refusal.

Chosen as the creator’s appointed administrator, he must learn to uphold his virtue. Of course, it’s rumored that mother spiders have the tradition of devouring males post-mating; although this might not confirm with Rose, why should Murphy risk it?

The delicious food in his bowl isn’t even finished, so there’s no need to eye the meat in the pot.

Learning restraint is the first step towards the realm of a mature man!

Seeing Murphy’s resolute refusal, Lady Rose turned her lips aside again, but after all, she was a divine spirit with her dignity; being rejected twice already was sufficient, insisting a third time would make her appear unworthy.

She stepped back, raising her six arms, similar to Veylanther’s usual divination posture.

Three different prophecy instruments fell into her gemstone-adorned hands, a divine spirit personally divining surely had extraordinary light effects. As the divination items were activated, a faintly shimmering network emerged behind Lady Rose.

That was the Network of Destiny she wove, manifestly still in a semi-finished state with even less than one-fifth of its main body completed.

It seems this task isn’t simple; Rose wasn’t lying when she said she’d need thousands of years to finalize it, after all, destiny isn’t immutable, meaning Rose’s web must encompass those myriad changes.

Sounds like a scary amount of work indeed.

Murphy requested her fate divination, and Rose attempted several times without results, she furrowed her brow and said:

“Your fate is indeed peculiar; I must spend more time to obtain an accurate conclusion. Perhaps due to the creator’s power surrounding you, I feel like this destiny cannot be comprehended by this world’s conventional methods.

Please wait a moment, let me try the divination methods I learned from the creator’s knowledge base.”

As soon as the words fell, the divination instruments originally held by the Shadow Elves in her hand transformed under radiant gleams into a deck of tarot cards, a crystal ball, and a bucket full of hexagrams.

“Hmm? You even learned this?”

Murphy said in surprise:

“So during the time as ‘Lady Spider Avalon,’ did you share those knowledge from the creator with the God of Nature?”

“Of course, I was one with Him then; though unable to eavesdrop on certain secrets, knowledge sharing had no boundaries. Avalon is a herbal life form, His learning speed is incredibly slow, among all new gods, He is also the one relatively unfamiliar with manipulating artificial divinity.