Hill had not thought of insects for no reason.
Oaisis's efforts to make the world increasingly arid would indeed weaken the power of the Water Law Gods, but they would also harm nature, especially animals and plants that needed water.
In his former world, there had always been a saying: great droughts were inevitably followed by great disasters.
Because of Oaisis's nature, disasters such as earthquakes were basically impossible, but... insect plagues could easily arise.
And in a fantasy world, once an insect plague broke out, it would very likely attract the attention of the ancient Evil God, Kyuss the Wormwalker.
The reason this ancient Evil God had been imprisoned by the combined efforts of the Gods of the Multiverse was a legend: when Kyuss broke free of his prison, he would push and guide humanity toward the final age—the mysterious Age of Insects.
Oaisis naturally understood what Hill was hinting at, so he immediately replied that there were scorpions in the desert.
And scorpions could completely survive by eating worms and centipedes... the only two kinds of insects Kyuss, who was still imprisoned, could control.
He laughed smugly. "Of course I prepared for that long ago."
"Scorpions don't eat spiders?" Hill blinked and voiced his doubt.
Oaisis's laughter abruptly stopped. "Scorpions can't see the Mutant Silk Spiders, nor can they sense them. Those things are another form of life, not flesh and blood."
"So there must be a lot of Mutant Silk Spiders in the desert now, right? Scorpions don't eat Silk Spiders, but they can poison humans to death." Hill hit the nail on the head... otherwise, that Desert Kingdom would not have suddenly changed its attitude.
"Damn Rose!" Oaisis cursed under his breath. "The Elves are already gone, and she still won't leave me alone!"
"Rose is