"You all still busy eating?"
Suddenly, a teasing voice echoed from the entrance of the underground prison.
Hearing the voice, the Wolf-Head Master's eyes turned cold as he glared toward the entrance, but when he sniffed the air, he caught a strong scent of Abundance coming from that direction, leaving him confused.
Meanwhile, the other borisins who heard the ill-timed voice immediately stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward the entrance of the underground prison.
From there, a young man in white slowly stepped out from the shadows, holding the hands of two little foxian girls—one black, one white.
Who else but Lucian?
"Human..."
Seeing Lucian, the Wolf-Head Master, who had invaded many planets, naturally recognized many species.
"You... You carry THEIR blessing. Are you the Sanctus Medicus's messenger?"
He had eaten countless foxians and Xianzhou natives, so the Wolf-Head Master's sense of smell had become extremely sharp, especially toward the scent of Abundance's blessing.
Just from the intensity of the scent, he could judge how powerful someone's blessing was, since this was one of the ways borisin packs measured strength.
Clearly, the Wolf-Head Master could smell that the Abundance blessing on the human before him was far stronger than even his own. It was even on the same level as Shuhu, someone he absolutely could not afford to provoke.
"Well, that's right." Lucian nodded calmly. "As a reward for guessing right, I'll wipe out your entire pack on this planet."
As soon as these words fell, he stomped his foot on the ground, and a massive surge of Abundance power immediately poured straight into the planet's core.
Because there were far too many borisins on this planet to count, Lucian could not be bothered to hunt them down one by one, so the fastest way was, without a doubt, to use the power of an Emanator of Abundance to awaken the entire planet and turn it into a living planet.
*Rumble—!!!*
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, like a magnitude seven earthquake.
Many borisins could barely keep their balance, swaying unsteadily, but fortunately, they were battle-hardened warriors with excellent reflexes, so not many actually fell.
However, the two girls beside Lucian wobbled so much that they could not even stand upright.
If Lucian had not been holding them, they would have rolled far away by now.
Before long, the light around Lucian dimmed significantly.
Turning a whole planet into a living one consumed a tremendous amount of energy, and even for an Emanator like him, it took no small effort.
Regardless, the advantages of awakening a planet were obvious—it could swallow planets of the same size, it had independent consciousness, and it would obey commands.
However, the drawbacks were also significant.
First, it consumed energy at all times, and once it ran out, it would become dormant again unless enough energy was provided to awaken it.
Second, it followed whoever fed it best.
For this reason, Emanators of Abundance generally would not casually awaken a planet unless it was to wage war.
Otherwise, Emanator Shuhu could have awakened hundreds of planets to attack the Xianzhou Luofu, and the Xianzhou Yuque would have long since been devoured by Rahu, just like the Xianzhou Cangcheng.
After Shuhu's disappearance, the Abundance forces fed vast numbers of their own people to an awakened planet named Ketu Mirage, using it to attack the Xianzhou Fanghu.
Of course, now that Lucian was inside a script, as long as he, an Emanator of Abundance, was here, he was the sole master of Koolur, the planet he had just awakened.
Very soon, the surface of the earth began to squirm like the skin of a living creature.
Lucian could already feel his link with Koolur, and soon, with just a single thought, it would act according to his will.
"I'll use you as a test subject."
Lucian grabbed a nearby borisin, and then, with a single thought, a bottomless giant maw split open in the ground.
"Remember the appearance and scent of this food." Lucian muttered indifferently as he casually tossed the borisin into the abyss. "Swallow all creatures that are the same."
Needless to say, this was no different from what one called single-click selection, automatic purge.
He didn't know if it was because he was becoming an Emanator or because he was inside a script, but committing genocide was now as simple for him as drinking water.
Meanwhile, the Wolf-Head Master's face was already twisted with fear.
It was only natural, since he knew about awakened, living planets.
However, he never expected to run into one now.
"No! We bled for Lord Shuhu! We've contributed to Abundance! Why are you doing this?!"
He was truly panicking.
If this planet really was awakened by an Emanator of Abundance, then every borisin on this planet would be doomed.
He was no exception—there was absolutely no chance to fight back.
*Rumble—!!!*
After a round of shaking, the earthquake stopped, and everything around them fell silent.
Of course, everyone knew this was merely the calm before the storm.
*AWOOOOOO—!!!*
Not one to just sit and wait to die, the Wolf-Head Master took the opportunity to howl, rallying all the borisins in the village to attack Lucian.
"Only the brave survive, while the cowards die!"
Deciding on the spot, the Wolf-Head Master shouted and charged straight at Lucian, taking the 'capture the king' approach.
Seeing this, Lucian did not panic at all but instead smiled faintly.
He truly admired the courage of these borisins, yet their efforts were ultimately useless.
Suddenly, a drastic change occurred.
In the next moment, just like the earlier abyss, the ground split open with cracks, while the surrounding vegetation went wild, mutating into tentacled monsters.
Unprepared, the charging borisins, including the Wolf-Head Master, were immediately seized by the tentacles and dragged straight into the abyss.
No matter how many were cut, the tentacles regenerated instantly, turning them into unstoppable killing machines.
In just over ten seconds, dozens of borisins had already been swallowed up.
At the same time, Lucian, with a mere thought, made the earth beneath his feet rise and form into a throne.
Koolur even thoughtfully laid down two thick layers of leaves for him.
Lucian sat down, calmly watching the slaughter unfold.
Neergul was so frightened that she covered her eyes, not daring to look.
Saran, on the other hand, fared a little better—her wide eyes stared as the borisins who had tormented her and killed her mother were tossed into the abyss one after another, their bones crushed, becoming nutrients for the planet.
In her eyes, it was exactly like how they had once devoured her foxian kin.