CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 91: A SMALL PROFIT, THE TERRIFYING DARK NAGA

Lear nodded with satisfaction.

With this transformation, we’ve made a decent profit.

"We still have quite a few Mire Wasps in the territory. Can they all be transformed into Crimson Wasps?"

The Crimson Queen Bee immediately gave a positive response.

"Of course, they can be..."

Lear smiled happily.

The Mire Wasp is a Level 5 unit. Upgrading them directly to Level 9 is a significant enhancement.

Without hesitation, he ordered the Crimson Queen Bee to summon the Crimson Wasps.

The Crimson Queen Bee slightly opened its mouth, emitting a piercing hissing sound.

In a moment, buzzing~

A shrill sound resonated from the sky.

The next instant, countless wasps flew in, covering the light and darkening the surroundings.

After entering the Land of Crimson Rot, they circled a few times and then slowly landed on the ground.

The Crimson Queen Bee did not hesitate, releasing a crimson glow that enveloped the Mire Wasps.

Like the transformation of the Queen Bee, flesh and blood quickly dissolved, revealing deep white bones that grew back and recovered.

Gradually, the flesh became robust.

At the same time, a fierce energy began to emanate from the Land of Crimson Rot, flooding into the wasps.

In a few short minutes, the first Crimson Wasp opened its eyes, and the next moment, buzzing~ countless Crimson Wasps, marked with dark red patterns, flapped their wings and took flight.

Adding a splash of color to the sky.

The scene looked quite spectacular.

Upon opening the panel, Lear saw that all the Crimson Wasps had uniformly been upgraded to Level 9!

Although they still belong to thin-blooded assassins, their attack power has seen a massive increase.

Lear laughed heartily, feeling very pleased.

Now, this is a real upgrade!

After enjoying the scene of the wasps dancing in the sky, he turned his attention back to the Land of Crimson Rot.

He could clearly feel that even after cultivating tens of thousands of Crimson Wasps, the energy within the Land of Crimson Rot was still heavily abundant.

He really wondered how much life the Master of Stench and Flies had slaughtered.

But now, it’s all to his advantage.

With his mind cleared, Lear didn’t linger and motioned for the Queen Bee and all the Crimson Wasps to follow him as they departed.

With the waking of this mighty weapon, the Queen Bee, and the significant enhancement of the swarm, today he could go and explore the depths of the Dark Naga.

He had long coveted that trace of divinity... Such a precious thing, it’d be a shame not to have it under his control.

This thing has a destined affinity with him.

Returning to the territory, he immediately assembled the army.

The usual routine, bringing along 4 squadrons of Wetland Lizardman Warriors, with two half-squadrons remaining behind.

Bubble Beasts and Swamp Boggarts were deployed with the army.

The Crimson Wasps had their strength significantly boosted, and with the Queen Bee able to quickly produce and replenish their numbers, his last trace of worry vanished.

With the troops assembled, they set out directly.

A few Deltharans with black feathers, familiar with the Dark Naga Valley, led the way straight southward.

These hardy, timid Deltharans had brought ample vitality to Weilu City these days, involving themselves in virtually every task.

They were quite handy to use,

After being cleared several times in the south, it posed no significant threats.

The march was swift, and before noon, the Deltharans leading them stopped and reported to Lear that they had arrived.

His spirits lifted immediately, and following their indication, he moved to a higher vantage point for a better view.

This area was a standard swamp terrain, with sullen muddy pools all around, vines intertwining, vegetation lush but low, with sparse large trees growing in the distance.

His view could extend far.

The direction indicated by the Deltharans was a noticeably elevated small hill, shrouded in a dense black mist, obscuring clear vision.

The hill stretched for several kilometers, its height only three to five meters, but it was conspicuous amidst the swamp.

"My lord, this valley is the lair of the Dark Nagas... that big tree marks the entrance."

Lear fixed his gaze on a solitary big tree, pondered for a moment, then waved for them to move to the back of the group, and immediately gave orders.

"Queen Bee, send your subordinates for reconnaissance first."

The biggest current issue is... his knowledge of the Dark Naga was only theoretical.

The opponent was very strong, wielding divinity, numerous, and had even enslaved a Cyclops.

Beyond that, he was in the dark.

Gathering intelligence about them was of utmost importance now.

The Crimson Queen Bee immediately complied.

The next moment.

Over a dozen Crimson Wasps flapped their wings, buzzing directly away.

They flew straight into the valley shrouded in darkness.

But as soon as they entered, the Crimson Queen Bee spoke up.

"Master, those Crimson Wasps... have perished."

Perished?

In just the blink of an eye?

Did the opponent set up a high-voltage electric grid outside?

Lear furrowed his brows, sensing this was a bit tricky.

Those beings, blessed with a trace of divinity, seemed more formidable than he had anticipated.

Could it be that the only way was to go in head-on?

The sacrifice of the Crimson Wasps seemed to have unlocked something, as a new attribute panel quietly appeared in Lear’s mind while he gazed at the black mist.

Silent Black Mist

[Level]: Special

[Traits]: Weakens the attributes of those entering the mist by 60%.

[Evaluation]: Do not enter!

Silent Black Mist?!!

Lear’s pupils contracted sharply.

The mist had such terrifying attributes.

A 60% reduction in attributes meant they might as well be crippled.

Luckily, he hadn’t acted impulsively.

Just at that moment, rumble~

There was a tremor from the distant dark valley.

The next moment, from the darkness, a terrifying entity emerged.

Standing over six meters tall, a single gigantic eye occupied a third of its face, gleaming faintly with a sanguine hue in the dark.

Its body was filled with power, appearing to be forged from molten steel.

Its bronze skin was riddled with wrinkles, resembling the bark of a centenarian tree.

It exuded a fierce and tyrannical aura, as if ready to devour anything in its path.

In its presence, ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to entertain thoughts of escape, as it was too terrifying.

Cyclops!

Was this the Cyclops that had entered the valley?

Lear was immediately invigorated.

What surprised him further was that as the Cyclops exited the valley, he saw a thin chain around its neck extending into the black mist.

Were they keeping it like a chained dog?!

Keeping such a ferocious beast, these Dark Nagas might have gone too far.

Just then, there was more movement in the black mist, as dreadful entities continuously emerged from it.

Precisely two squads!

Their lower bodies were serpentine, while their upper bodies were humanoid, equipped with four powerful arms.

Their hair wasn’t ordinary long hair but writhing little snakes, causing one’s scalp to tingle at the sight.

Each stood nearly three meters tall, robust and aggressive.

They wore thick, dark full-body armor, and each of the four arms wielded a long and sharp war saber.

Dark Nagas!

Their first impression was one of extreme difficulty.

The chain tethering the Cyclops was held by one of the Dark Nagas.

It was Lear’s first time seeing such creatures, and he eyed them with a heavy heart.

He sensed a strong presence of danger from them, indicating they were not to be trifled with.

While focusing on them, their attribute panel appeared in his mind.

Dark Naga, Level: 12, Potential: 4 Stars...

Both squads of Dark Nagas possessed a staggering potential of 4 Stars! Their level was equally high at Level 12!!

Any lingering impulses he had were instantly extinguished.

This valley, engaging it head-on was out of the question!

Hadn’t the Half-Fishman mentioned that these Dark Nagas weren’t exceedingly powerful?

Uniformly Level 12, at the peak of high-tier warriors, and you call that not strong... Even Lorand City, the premier city guarding the Northern Wilderness, has troops only just as elite.

Fortunately, he hadn’t engaged directly.

At that moment, the two squads of Dark Nagas, along with the Cyclops, headed off into the distance.

They seemed to be on some errand.

Seeing this, Lear was stirred.

"Follow them..."