As an adult Red Dragon with inherited memories, Alshfaro knew what Void Milk was. If he could get his hands on more, even a tiny amount would be worth more than the credit for wiping out a hundred Insect Tribes.
The Shadow Red Dragon's eyes lit up. "Are you serious?"
Lisa replied, "I'm not sure yet. It's just a feeling. This place is different, and the feeling... I can't quite explain it. It's a little like last time."
The Shadow Red Dragon nodded. He stopped pressing her and waited patiently alongside her.
Alshfaro and Zerg Queen Lisa's patience paid off. Two hours later, they finally noticed a commotion stirring within the Insect Tribe.
A swarm of Zerglings rushed wildly out of the tribe and onto an enormous square beyond it. Then, to their astonishment, they began fighting one another in pairs!
Lisa and Alshfaro stared in disbelief. Under a Queen's command, different Insect Tribes sometimes slaughtered one another, but they had never seen carnage on this scale within a single tribe.
What was more, a large number of Hydralisk guards surrounded the Zerglings, as though supervising them.
If a Zergling killed its opponent, it did not join another fight. It waited until a new victor emerged nearby, then fought that victor. The battles continued until only one battered Zergling remained.
It was unusually strong, fully twice the size of an ordinary Zergling!
The brutal, bloody fighting had left it gravely wounded. Yet the instant the battle ended, white light burst from its body. In the blink of an eye, every wound had healed!
Its aura grew stronger, too. As a living being, it seemed to have undergone a transformation into something more advanced and powerful.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
The powerful Zergling roared with exhilaration. The transparent wings on its back