Nine hourglasses later.
Surrounded by numerous unfathomable Demon-Hunting Sorcerers, the Mother of Cockroaches, bound by layer upon layer of elemental forces, gazed in terror at the mysterious and eerie figure before her. The biological aura within was so powerful that it made the Mother of Cockroaches feel like she was looking up at a towering giant, irresistible.
Seven-colored runes flowed across the surface of the body, left hand holding the "Book of Truth," right hand wielding the extreme abyss magic staff. Underneath the Face of Truth, the eyes looked calmly at this Third-Level Creature, yet gave the Mother of Cockroaches the feeling of a demon ready to devour anyone, inducing immense fear.
Surrounding her, more than a dozen independent intelligent Screaming Cockroaches crawled humbly, worshiping their master, obedient as puppies.
