The scent of fresh blood.
Summoned by the enslaved Green, a large number of dull and unconscious Screaming Cockroaches gathered near the Green's location, as if waiting for inspection.
A large amount of Stigmata Soul Flames scattered out, invading the bodies of these Screaming Cockroaches.
Soon, Green assembled a legion of over a hundred thousand Screaming Cockroach slaves, densely packed black cockroaches over two meters tall, crowding against each other.
"Humph, indeed a perfect world for breeding slaves."
Beneath the Face of Truth, the dual-colored luminous eyes flickered, as Green observed the cellular attributes of a Screaming Cockroach that had just awakened from a hunger-induced slumber.
Screaming Cockroach.
Physique: 38, Physical Strength: 1~104, Strength: 1~130, Vitality: 1~950.
Such strange cellular attributes, with such significant attribute fluctuations, gave Green the most intuitive understanding of the habits of these Screaming Cockroach creatures.
