Chrysalis

Chapter 1243

“Wuff, wuff, wuff.”

I don’t know why, but these new pets the shapers have designed seem to have such a positive outlook on life. There’s a gleam of simple joy in their eyes as they wibble and wobble about the place, soaking up vile goop and emitting their mist.

After evolving, they’re a bit bigger, but not by as much as I expected. It makes sense on reflection, what would they need Might for? Or toughness? They have one job, and all their evolutionary energy can go into that.

“Why did you make these guys so cheerful?” I ask Bella as my comrades continue to go to war against the enraged fifth stratum beasts in the background.

“Do they… need your help?” she replies, looking nervously over my shoulder.

“I’m sure they’re fine.”

“There seems to be a lot of screaming….”

“That’s the slugs.”

I do check before I reply, of course I do, but I snatch my senses away as quickly as I can. Even still, I continue to hear Crinis raving in my mind.

[FILTH! YOU DARE CONTAMINATE THE MASTER’S AIR! I WILL RIP UNTIL YOU CAN BE RIPPED NO MORE!]

Shudder.

“Well… we didn’t, really. I don’t think we spent any time shaping their personalities at all. Perhaps it’s come about as a result of their function?”

“What, as cleaners?”

She shrugs helplessly with her antennae.

legitimately can’t explain it. For whatever reason, they

noxious slime they can

gone

have liked. Invidia hisses with satisfaction as rock and debris trickles down from overhead, so

Solant… and you… took them out. Originally, we’d wanted them to have at least reached

or is the mist more potent as

poisonous gas, the two just seem to… cancel each other out. As it rises into the air and reaches the strings

organs they gained at this tier. We thought that the most critical issue for them would be how much cleansing mist they can produce per unit of slime consumed. If

ahead of that

will take another evolution before

Huh…

I can’t wait to see what their Levels are like once this rampage

crazy over there. The shockwaves from the continuous explosions, punches and the shrieks of Crinis’ victims are absolutely deafening. I think I

a minute, I’m just going to make sure those

N-not

than happy to let me, remaining behind with the small team of shapers they’ve brought with them, the actual ‘masters’, or ‘mistresses’, I guess, of the

the remaining patches of ooze to find that things are as busy as I thought they

a tsunami of sludge, slime, frogs and slugs. The tunnel is

didn’t you tell

FIGHT!] Tiny

ssssshall be minessssss,]

[DIEEEEEEEE!] Crinis screams.

getting a bit greedy.

help out, and I’ll do my best to make sure that I’m not taking too

Invidia begrudgingly agree, while Crinis continues to shriek and fight, a forest of tendrils lashing out at the

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