Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 263: Chapter 177 Xiaohongmao: Beating Your Mother’s Instance

Ke Mingye opened his eyes with a slight tremor, and when he came to his senses, he realized he was still in a dimly lit corridor, lit only by the faint glow of torches brushing against his cheeks.

Looking up, the structure was highly similar to the “Underground Labyrinth” he had just been in.

However, compared to the narrow labyrinth outside that could only accommodate one person, the place he was in now was obviously much more spacious. There were niches set into the walls on both sides of the corridor at intervals, each holding a torch radiating a quiet, gloomy light.

The grim light flickered, making the alternately bright and dark corridor look like a hunting ground tailor-made for some creature.

Right now, from deep within the darkness of the corridor, there came a faint “creak creak” of breathing, which further reinforced Ke Mingye’s thought.

“What was the Boss’s name mentioned in the instance name outside just now?” Paranoia, beside him, asked.

“Spider Prince,” Ke Mingye answered.

“Wait, isn’t this Spider Man your fellow countryman?” Paranoia frowned, resting his hand on his chin, posing seriously, “Killing one’s own kind, could this be… the cruelty of nature?”

“Hey, they’re a prince among spiders, I’m just a common spider man, can you compare the two?” Ke Mingye said indifferently as he walked forward, “Commoners cannot beat princes, so it’s up to Lord Paranoia to take action.”

As he spoke, he kept turning his head to look around at both sides.

There were many corners along the corridor, each leading to another endless corridor, and this corridor itself was designed with countless turns.

In the original Underground Labyrinth, one could see many underground room doors, which could be opened with keys.

But in the instance, this wasn’t the case. At every turn one took, looking around, the eye was met with corridor after corridor with no visible end, like a bottomless abyss.

At the same time, each corridor was extremely spacious yet empty, making it hard not to feel that this was specially prepared for the Boss’s entrance.

Thereby, Ke Mingye roughly surmised the Boss’s size in his mind: presumably, it would be a size that could move nimbly within the corridors, rather small.

At least, it definitely couldn’t be a behemoth like the Zombie Chef.

“I see. Heh, is Lord Paranoia’s importance really that high?”

Paranoia said while curling his lips into a cold smirk.

Ke Mingye sighed and said rather circumspectly, “That’s right. But I feel that in this kind of situation, we might need… Magical Girl Hongyue even more than we need Lord Paranoia.”

“I understand,” Paranoia turned his head and asked, “Can we transform together?”

“What’s the difference between that and us taking a dump together?”

“I was just wondering what it feels like to transform with a Magic Girl colleague.”

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes and then nodded, “I think it’s possible.”

Upon hearing this, Paranoia pulled out the sword bag he carried on his back, unzipped it, and took out the small knife-shaped Magic Wand used for transforming.

“Alright, three, two, one… wait, what is this?”

Paranoia was seriously counting down when he suddenly noticed an additional figure beside him, glowing with a gray halo throughout, and he couldn’t help but pause, turning to examine it.

“Didn’t you say we’d transform together?” he asked.@@novelbin@@

“We are transforming together.”

As Ke Mingye spoke, he manipulated the Deception Puppet beside him to pull out a Magical Girl Transformation Card.

With a “click,” the card in the puppet’s hand disappeared. In its place, its figure was suddenly enveloped in a hazy cocoon of light.

Then another “click,” the cocoon shattered, and a girl dressed in a Christmas dress with a Christmas pointy hat appeared abruptly in the gloomy corridor.

She slowly lifted her head, and underneath the golden hair, those blue eyes were as sharp and cold as ice.

Magical Girl Xiaohongmao glanced sideways, and said emotionlessly to Paranoia, “I’ve transformed. What about you?”

Paranoia was stunned for two seconds, glanced at Xiaohongmao, then at Ke Mingye, and then hung his head to briefly contemplate life.

Finally, he spoke languidly, “I get it now, this is a puppet. Spider Man, is this how you play us in the palm of your hand?”

“Ah… I didn’t mean to trick you guys on purpose; there’s a real unspeakable secret. In any case, please transform quickly, the Boss is about to appear,” Ke Mingye said irritably while fitting the web shooter onto his right hand and directly activating “Safety Limit Off,” a trace of deep blue arc light flickering in the corner of his eye.

[The total number of players participating in this instance is: 2—Failed Man, Paranoia.]

[The battle for this instance officially starts, please by any means defeat the Boss within the instance: Spider Prince—Carl, the Woodcutter.]

He shrugged his shoulders and flexed his stiff fingers, raising his eyes to look ahead.

The next moment, heavy breaths sounded from the darkness at the end of the corridor, and a man with eight slender spider legs protruding from his back slowly emerged.

The man was naked, not wearing a thread. His face was gaunt; his features, beautiful. But his eyes were a uniform black, with no whites to be found. Instead, pure darkness filled his eye sockets.

Moreover, each of his spider limbs was five to six meters long, with joints bristling with barbs that could easily claim a person’s life like bladed arms.

He had no lower half, only a torso, so he was supported mid-air by the eight spider legs, his arms crossed over his shoulders.

From a distance, the sight was quite spine-chilling.

To be honest, he looked more like Doctor Octopus from “Spider-Man” than a “Spider Prince,” except that the mechanical octopus arms were replaced with organic spider limbs.

Ke Mingye stared at the Spider Prince, his pupils slowly reflecting the creature’s stat panel.

[Instance Boss Name: Spider Prince—Carl]

[Instance Boss Level: Lv11]

[Instance Boss Introduction: Never enter the Underground Labyrinth, or you will become the Spider Prince’s dinner; if you’ve entered by accident, defeating it is the only way out. Pray and struggle with all your might.]

“So you’re the one they call Spider Prince, huh?” Ke Mingye thought emotionlessly, “Man, I just happen to be in a really bad mood, so today I’ll show you what ‘the wrath of an ordinary guy’ is about. I’m going all out, from the bottom up.”

Quickly, he released “Personality Split.” It was a preemptive measure in case Magic Girl Xiaohongmao or his own bodycouldn’t react in time to the Spider Prince’s moves.

Paranoia licked the knife in his hand.

Then, he was enveloped in a layer of cocoon light, and much like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly amid the scattering stardust, he became a girl dressed in a red and black long dress.

Magical Girl Hongyue hefted the slender scythe while saying, “Spider Man, how should we deal with him?”

After activating Personality Split, Ke Mingye slowly opened his eyes. His expression seemed less despondent and careless, as if a part of him had detached from his body.

He backed away and said, “Let’s make it quick. I’ll hold on to a big move, and you two Magic Girls buy me some time, okay?”

Magical Girl Hongyue turned her cheek to the side, casting a sideways glance at the Spider Prince while asking Ke Mingye.

“How long do you need, Spider Man?”

“Distract it for about ten seconds or so to attract its fire, and then I’ll try to one-shot this Boss.”

While speaking, Ke Mingye began to slowly rotate his right arm, unleashing the skill “Rotary Arm Fist-Guessing Skill.”

[Rotary Arm Fist-Guessing Skill (B-rank Skill) Effect 1: After using the skill, rotate your arm slowly; for every full circle completed in one second, the power accumulated in the arm increases by one level—up to 20 rotations. At 20 rotations, your strength will be enhanced to ten times its original power.]

This scene was pretty comical. The incongruity was so strong, it was as though someone started doing a standard new-century primary and middle school radio calisthenics routine in the middle of a tensely drawn battle arena. Moreover, due to the restriction of the skill, the speed Ke Mingye’s arm circled at was one rotation per second, as slow as a turtle, which was all the more amusing.

“Elementary schoolkid. Have to do radio calisthenics before fighting,” Xiaohongmao said expressionlessly, following with a light roast and summoning the Magic Book from the void into her hand.

She quickly flipped to a specific page and removed all the Magic Cards from the slot.

While rotating his right arm, Ke Mingye said, “Uh, Xiaohongmao, go easy on the Magic Cards. They’re consumables. Once we use them in the instance, they won’t come back.”

“Are you teaching me how to do my job?” Xiaohongmao said, “How about you go and hold on for 10 seconds? Calling people out to fight bosses and still being so fussy.”

“My bad.”

Ke Mingye continued to rotate his arm, speaking indifferently as the cold system prompt continued to ring in his mind.

[Preparing to release “Rotary Arm Fist-Guessing Skill,” the accumulated rotations: 3 rotations.]

[The higher the number of rotations, the more powerful the skill “Fist-Guessing Skill” will be upon release. You may stop rotating at any time to instantly unleash the skill.]

After thinking it over, Ke Mingye said, “Well, since we’re fighting a boss, might as well spin for 20 rotations to test the upper limit of this move’s power.”

To avoid conflicting actions between his left and right hand, he had deliberately, against his usual habit, set up the web shooter on the left wrist.

Otherwise, shooting webs while spinning his arm would be just too bizarre.

Xiaohongmao responded unhurriedly, “20 rotations? You expect me and Hongyue to last 20 seconds against the Boss? We’d be dead for you to see.”

“Not Hongyue, Lord Paranoia,” said Magical Girl Hongyue.

“Shut up,” Xiaohongmao snapped.

Amidst their exchange, the Spider Prince’s figure fully materialized under the light of the torches, his eight spider legs casting long, knife-sharp shadows on the walls.

In the next moment, his arms began to slowly morph, and with a loud “crack,” flesh tore and finger joints twisted violently. Then, each of the Spider Prince’s hands transformed into a chilling, porcelain-white bone blade.

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