Looking at the Insect Race egg, Green felt torn.
Hatch it myself and start another Insect Race base?
What a joke! Since Green knew "They" had organized this trial, he was certain "They" would never let him pull off anything like that.
Even if he succeeded, it would be worth little. These creatures were under "Their" strict control. However many Green commanded, that control could be taken from him at any moment.
Green would rather do without something so unreliable.
But that did not mean throwing the egg away. He could take it back to the Graveyard and exchange it for a considerable Psychic Energy balance.
So Green had the Skeleton Lord put it away for later.
Just then, a message appeared on the screen before him again: "An Ancient Elder of the Insect Race has appeared. The trial has entered survival mode..."
Green no longer had the energy to complain. Whoever had designed this trial certainly knew how to toy with people.
Apparently "They" were afraid the trial might not kill enough people, so now "They" had added a survival mode.
The so-called "Ancient Elder of the Insect Race" probably meant that enormous Wyvern King.
And judging by the message, there was probably more than one such creature. There might even be a "Zergling King," a "Hydralisk King," or a "Mammoth King."
The Mammoth was the Insect Race's ultimate unit, and it was already enormous. Just how big would a Mammoth King be?
With that thought, Green quickly left the pool.
This was the Wyverns' lair, and they could return at any moment. Green planned to find a secluded spot nearby to watch how things developed, preferably somewhere he could attack from or defend if necessary.
Meanwhile, throughout the Trial Space, the Insect Race's eruption had pushed the trial