Chrysalis

Chapter 1244

“Something strange is happening,” Zluth said, his voice burbling as if rising from the depths of a particularly thick bog.

“Oh?” Shozzl replied, not particularly interested.

Zluth continued to operate the array with his numerous, spindly limbs as he leaned closer to the readout.

“Many of our monsters are being lost under D-6. Too many.”

“Which mountain is D-6 again?”

“It’s next to D-5.”

“I know it’s next to D-5, you slimeless stooge. How does that help me?”

The fierce, primal anger that dwelt within all his kind boiled up in Zluth now, hissing within his slug flesh. He suppressed it. Those who surrendered to the rage too often soon found it became more difficult to resist. It was hard to find a role within the tribe when one had a nasty habit of biting off the heads of one’s partners. And those without a role were meat for the pits.

“D-5 is claimed by the tree, huccop,” he spat, a thick wave of mucus overflowing from his mouth. “Remember now?”

previously drooped on the end of Shozzl’s

now, she defies

but subtly turned one stalk to monitor his partner. She was getting a little too heated, and

and investigate,” he deflected, folding away the device and sliding it within the folds of his protective layer of

“I won’t,” Shozzl declared.

herself to sink back into the bubbling acid pool. He cursed. Of all the Krath he could have been partnered with for ranging, he got

to report your lax attitude to the shaman,” he said

acidly, the gas that emerged along with his words would have melted a human face in

find your spawn mother there.

red with her mindless anger, and Zluth raised

he slithered through

certainly cultivated a potent acid. Zluth’s digestive tract groaned and contorted in pain

on up here?” he muttered to himself, checking

useless termites. Having collected useful samples already, they

his body to ten times its original length and burrowing himself into the ooze. Faster and more

the slime and even the rock below. There was a battle going

his pace and retracted his stalks, bringing his eyes close to his own acidic flesh. He stuck to the shadows and the deeper pools, cautiously advancing, wanting to see what it was that had taken up residence above his

the slime and triggered this rage. Except that didn’t explain why it was still going on. The monsters of the fifth were inherently superior to those of the fourth. When

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