Castel's coyotes were different from those elsewhere.
At the very least, most coyotes did not eat pollution. Castel's originally did not either, but Ash had creatively invented a method of force-feeding them pollution, successfully turning coyotes into monsters warped by pollution.
However, they had not been warped by corrosion. It was more like... they had been warped from overeating?
In any case, they did not spread pollution themselves, nor did their flesh and blood. Pollution merely made the coyotes grow larger and stronger.
Of course, they still were not enough to withstand a single slap from a banshee.
There had once been a rebellion at a coyote farm, which Ash had suppressed all by himself. If coyotes ever developed a civilization, Ash would probably be their most evil god...
In short, after Castel mastered this breeding technique, its residents never lacked meat again, and breeding coyotes through pollution infusion gradually became an industry chain.
"I... I don't know either. I can try..." Lina swallowed as she looked at the constantly struggling coyote before her.
Ash stepped forward and smacked it with his tail, and the coyote finally settled down.
"You can still try?"
"Of course. If the ritual sacrifices are insufficient, it simply will not activate. We'll know whether it works after trying. It's just..."
Lina frowned at the coyote. "This should have been corroded by pollution, right? Could it cause the ritual to bring pollution as well?"
"Bring pollution? Isn't that a good thing?" Theus's eyes widened. "It's fine, use it without worry. I'm not afraid of pollution. If pollution really descends, it'll just mean more fuel."
Lina's eye twitched again. Only then did she remember that Castel indeed did not fear pollution much... no, more accurately, it had an entire pollution industry.
"Alright, I can try... but I