Wondrous Form looked at the insect in his hand. Sure enough, threads of strange power were trying to invade his body.
He exerted a little force with his hand. With a puff, the grotesque insect burst into fragments.
Before they could fall, Wondrous Form pointed a finger and drew out their essence, sketching the shape of the aberrant insect in midair.
Then, with a casual slap, the outlined aberrant insect transformed into a talisman and sank into his palm.
As he sensed the template called Destruction Scythe Beetle, setting aside its attributes, there was the special skill, Toxic Plague.
Toxic Plague: Releases a cloud of poisonous gas filled with disease, plunging people into states of severe poisoning, weakness, and affliction.
If they could not endure it and died from the poison, they would be corroded into a mass of toxic gas carrying virulent poison and disease.
This gas could be used by the Lord of Insects to enhance his own strength or cultivate his insect swarm.
And if the victim could withstand the poison, their strength would still be greatly reduced. Then, the plague it carried could transform them into an insect to be commanded by him.
The reason the Lord of Insects possessed such a formidable reputation even in the Abyss was inseparable from this skill.
Though the skill was somewhat demanding, requiring physical contact with the victim.
He had tens of millions of aberrant insects, however. Faced with such swarm attacks, others basically had no way to resist.
Seeing that Wondrous Form had yet to be poisoned to death, a trace of excitement flashed through the Lord of Insects' heart.
He had never considered transforming an SS-rank individual into an aberrant insect, because people of that caliber would basically never allow his insect swarm any chance to get