The attack strength of the Kazan Spider surged, increasing the weight felt on Yang Yu's shield. However, there was an indescribable relief on his face.
Previously, he had been so flustered because the Kazan Spider and the Goblin Lord attacked from both the front and behind.
Now, with one less attacker to restrict his movement, Yang Yu's tense nerves were finally able to relax; he no longer needed to maximize every bit of his blood volume but could instead focus his energy on dodging.
No matter how much the Kazan Spider enhanced its attack strength, if it couldn't land a hit, it was merely a waste of energy.
The beastly instinct of the Kazan Spider issued a warning again, advising it not to waste time on Yang Yu. A butterfly that had escaped from the web, no matter how longingly it looked back, would not fall into the same trap again. What it should do now was to target the weaker individuals and reduce their strength.
