Chapter 393

These Floating Ones would ruthlessly destroy the Territory Core.

It simply took cruelty to the extreme.

However, Lu Cang did not consider this a bad thing.

Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Most importantly, the Floating Ones converted by this method.

would not occupy any of his neural capacity.

And Lu Cang, basically every Floating One, actually occupied neural capacity.

But that was for those produced normally.

Now, injecting Floating One genes into others.

could directly yield completely free ones.

Then who would bother to produce them?

These Behemoths must be thoroughly squeezed for their production value.

Of course, it did not mean killing them at all.

What are the lords of the human world for?

Since they are all to be used for oneself.

then some flesh-men who ought to atone should also have their uses as flesh-men.

For instance, continuously producing their troop types.

and then having the Floating Ones kill them.

thereby continuously producing Floating Ones that do not occupy neural capacity.

Heh, a lord?

Just a flesh-man.

The Behemoth World.

If the Floating Ones were a terrifying catastrophe.

an endless, unstoppable flesh disaster.

Evil Eye was a powerful mental shockwave that caused Behemoths to die instantly.

Terraria was an immovable, absolutely solid, and ruthless crushing machine.

But more or less, facing these three existences, these Behemoths died relatively cleanly.

At least they would not suffer too much torment.

But on the side of the Shriekers.

"Aaaah, ah, aaaaah~!"

"Aaaah!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Ah-oh-ah~"

Waves of terrifying sound.

covered one area after another.

This head, which looked like a human head but whose hair was composed of many blood vessels, was singing loudly.

【Devastating Demonic Sound】

【Confusing Demonic Sound】

【Sound of Fear】

【Soul-Devouring Fearful Shriek】

【Desperate Scream】

Multiple channels sounded simultaneously.

Combining soundwaves with various different effects at once, and these soundwaves stacked upon each other.

The effects also stacked and rose.

However, unlike the other supreme troop types.

this Shrieker simply did not kill them.

Instead, it continuously tormented their souls.

Leaving them in despair and fear.

Finally.

This terrifying sound, this despair.

These troops saw the most terrifying illusions in their eyes and experienced the feelings they least wished to feel.

Whatever they feared most in their hearts would inevitably appear directly before them.

Whatever they hoped to obtain would shatter directly.

These troops, although loyal, could not endure such painful torment.

This was pain originating from the deepest depths of the soul.

They could not endure it.

So they raised the weapons in their hands.

and launched an attack against their lord's Territory Core!

The Shriekers possessed an extreme evil sense of humor.

He did not like to directly bewitch people's minds.

For him, directly controlling a creature was too simple.

Take the Sound of Confusion, for instance.

It could make a creature obey his commands completely.

But the problem was.

This did not suit his taste.

What he wanted most was for these creatures to feel pain.

To make these creatures, amidst unbearable agony, ultimately choose to launch an attack against their own liege.

This was a betrayal born from the deepest pain.

It was a tearing sensation.

No matter how loyal they were, when these creatures endured unbearable pain.

They would eventually begin to raise their blades against their liege's territory.

This was the greatest torment the Screamer bestowed upon them.

Lu Cang had indeed seen this.

But his troop type was different from other lieges' troop types.

Other lieges' troop types.

Were about obedience.

About following orders and taking command.

But in essence, they remained independent individuals.

It was just that their action capability and obedience were almost maxed out under normal circumstances.

But if they truly encountered a problem.

There was still a possibility of betrayal.

But Lu Cang was different.

All flesh-and-blood creatures.

Originated from the Root Flesh Hive.

And he was the hive itself.

He was also the master of the flesh-and-blood creatures' will.

The reason the hive did not use troop capacity.

But instead used neural capacity.

The distinction was already very clear.