The fresh scent of blood and flesh.
Summoned by the Cockroach Mother enslaved by Green, a vast number of muddleheaded, unconscious Screeching Cockroaches near the maternal nest gathered toward the ground where Green stood, as though awaiting inspection.
Large quantities of Stigmata Soulfire scattered out and invaded the bodies of those Screeching Cockroaches.
Before long, Green had assembled a slave legion of over a hundred thousand Screeching Cockroaches. The black cockroaches, each more than two meters long, crowded together in a dense, seething mass.
"Heh heh, it truly is a perfect world for raising slaves."
The dual-colored eyes beneath the Face of Truth flickered between light and dark as Green observed the cellular attributes of a Screeching Cockroach that had just awakened from its hungry slumber.
Screeching Cockroach. Constitution: 38. Stamina: 1–104. Strength: 1–130. Vitality: 1–950.
Such bizarre cellular attributes, with such enormous fluctuations, gave Green the most direct understanding of the biological habits of these Screeching Cockroaches.
The lowest fluctuation in every attribute was one. This was clearly caused by their vitality consumption falling to its lowest state while they were dormant.
Yet the highest fluctuations of each biological attribute far exceeded the limits of Wizard World humans under the same constitution. If a Screeching Cockroach stored its bodily food energy to the limit, it would trigger its upper limits!
Vitality in particular—despite a constitution of only thirty-eight, its upper limit had reached an unbelievable nine hundred and fifty. Such a thing was unheard of in the Wizard World's ecosystem.
No wonder Screeching Cockroaches possessed such tenacious life force!
"Youquan has sent word that the Cockroach Mother's power is recovering. Could it be that it, too, had fallen into the hunger caused by the depletion of its world-will enhancement?"
Thinking this, Green first gave the order for