Life

The soldiers at the scene stared wide-eyed at the enormous frozen centipede. When they looked at Green, their gazes were filled with even greater awe.

"Lord Green, what should we do with this thing?" Crado approached Green cautiously and asked in a low voice. The power Green had displayed had clearly shaken him.

"I've killed this Demonic Beast. Get someone to haul it out and take it to my villa," Green said, looking at the centipede, now an ice sculpture.

The soldiers immediately followed Green's orders. They found a large cart in the quarry that had once been used to haul stone, modified it slightly, and had three soldiers give up their horses. A makeshift carriage was ready.

Green approached the frozen centipede, a hint of puzzlement on his face.

"Why does it have spines on its back?" Though the centipede had only just molted, blade-like protrusions were clearly visible across its back plates. A normal Poison Mist Centipede's back plates should have been smooth.

Green had a nearby soldier hand him a sword, then struck a corner of the ice sculpture. It shattered with a crack, and one of the centipede's legs fell with it. Its blood had frozen solid, so there was no spray of blood.

Green picked up the fallen chunk of ice, which held one of the centipede's walking legs, and had the Chip examine it.

[Ding! Scanning. Results are as follows!]

[High-Energy Matter contamination detected. Genetic chimeric modification detected. This specimen was artificially created. Chimeric gene fusion: 98%. Genetic stability: high. Estimated cultivation: at least twelve generations!]

The Chip's scan results gave Green a strange feeling.

Green looked at the centipede's corpse.

A creature this large did not carry much elemental energy, but preventing its body from collapsing under rapid growth would still