Now, I’d like to say that the spiders rushed out in a wave from the web, and massacred the venus flytraps. Because that would have been awesome. Commanding a wave of blood spiders to do as I command, an army. But, instead they decided to be creepy, as my cute spiders tend to do.
The spiders started by fusing themselves back into the web. In an instant, they had disappeared again; I think they’re getting better at that. And then their own form of war started. It was slow at first, not very noticeable, but as time progressed it became clear. The venus flytraps were slowly withering, their red mouths losing color. They acted like leaves being heated near a fire, slowly curling in on themselves as they lost the blood sustaining them. Before long, all that remained of those dastardly flytraps were there dried out husks. With no evidence of what happened, other than the vibrant web nearby.
Ha. Hahaha. HAHAHAHAHA! YOU’VE BEEN AVENGED, MOSQUITO FRIEND! BUT DO NOT WORRY! FOR THIS IS NOT THE END! I will not stop until venus flytraps have been removed from this world, for our kinds cannot coexist!
Now, where the hell did that blood go? I didn’t see it exit from anything like that boar. Spiders? I turned back to my spiders, to see a new sight. The web was flowing, like the rapids of a river. Starting from the ground, all the strands of the web looked to be rushing inwards, towards the center. Before I knew what happened, the web was gone. In its place was a wall of blood, rising like a tsunami as it picked up more strands of webs, becoming a natural disaster. After fifty meters, it was uprooting the trees as it went through, and after two hundred it was leaving deep pits in the ground where it passed.
The forest was quickly being consumed, and I may or may not have caused it. Uh… What the hell!?!?! I just had them eat some flytraps! What happened!?!?!?! As I watched the devastation caused by my spiders feeding, I felt a little bad for my ex-cultist. Because even if he did survive the forest turning to webs, I didn’t think he’d get through this. That was literally a natural disaster at this point, and… Wait, disaster? No, no, stop thinking about it. Definitely not. This was not me. This was Mosquito God, yup. He made evil spiders, not me. My disaster magnet had no bearing on this current predicament. So, I should probably see if this stops eventually.
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By now, the blood was fading from view, even with its enormous height, I was starting to lose sight of it as it disappeared into the distance. I started flying after it, but it just kept getting farther away until all I could see was a layer of rock with pieces of roots piercing through it. As it progressed, the blood had dug deeper and deeper until it hit solid rock just a few meters below what used to be ground level.
Yeah, this forest is never coming back. It was quite literally uprooted. That’s too bad, I liked the weird forest biome, it was starting to feel like home…
I stopped chasing the wave, as I was obviously never going to catch, and flew in place for a bit. Thinking about what to do next. Sadly, that question got answered for me. An ear piercing roar emanated out from the direction that the blood had flown in, and I could see something starting to rise from the spot, even though it must have been many kilometers away.
It started as a red blob, as big as a mountain, it was only barely half the height of one, but it spread itself out over the area of at least eight. Slowly, the blob started shaping itself into something coherent. It started by taking huge blobs of itself, eight of them and spreading them out four on two different sides of itself. Then, it took its center mass and started to form two ovular pieces, connected at the center. Finally, great fangs grew from its front, as the blobs of blood elongated into eight legs. It was a giant blood spider. Fuck.