A huge number of Mantid guarded the sea crossing.
A rough count alone put their numbers at well over a hundred thousand.
But their strength really was nothing special!
Otherwise, they would not have been stuck here, looking for other ways to cross the sea.
Yet the enemies these weaklings faced were extremely powerful.
Whether they faced powerful Nature Magic or advanced ranged weapons with tremendous firepower.
Defeat and death were inevitable for the weak Mantid!
While Herad controlled the Power of the Earth to open up underground mines, he kept watching the battle here the entire time.
He watched over a hundred thousand Mantid being slaughtered as easily as chopping vegetables, utterly unable to resist.
He felt no stir of emotion.
These creatures were merely somewhat humanoid insects, and even their blood was translucent insect fluid.
So even with their bodies strewn everywhere, the battlefield did not look bloody.
Would people eating at an all-you-can-eat crayfish buffet feel uncomfortable at the mountain of shells piled on the table?
Surely not!
As for these insects that could kill people, naturally, the more that died, the better.
Looking at the Mantid corpses on the battlefield, Herad suspected the Pandaren might turn them into a feast.
Unfortunately, the Pandaren's standard of living was too high.
They had no circumstances that would drive them to explore unconventional cuisine like insect dishes.
They had completely overlooked the fact that Mantid were a high-protein ingredient.
The Pandaren piled vast numbers of Mantid corpses into small mountains, then doused them with Alchemical Fire Oil and set them alight.
The Alchemical Fire Oil burned extremely well.
Once the fires were fully established, they needed no further attention.
The roaring flames would burn everything away, leaving only great heaps of ash here.
By the following year, the vegetation