I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

Looking back at the battle, victory is certain as both Gobruk and Raptor are teaming up against the chief of the tribe. Any of them could have beaten up the other monster. Two of them at once, defeat is a certainty.

Seeing there is nothing he need to do, aside from maybe subduing them, he decided to just enjoy the show. After all, most of the time, he would be leading or fighting most of the battle. It is fun to lead his capable subordinates do thing once in a while.

-x-

"Rargh!"

"Grrgh!"

Unfortunately, he still is not fluent in goblinese, not to mention lizardian. Still, he could understand them through the link between them, courtesy of their subduing, so it is fine.

He look at the pale Lizardman, who was brought in front of him. In term of size, he is larger than Raptor before his demonification. He is likely at the B-rank, if not, a pseudo B-rank, as he is clearly more powerful than Raptor, and he is at the top of C-rank before demonification.

"Get them inside and I will subdued them with the others," he ordered, the portal to the system space opening to them all. The Lizardmen let out nervous chitter, but was silent by a loud growl from Raptor, who began to lead them into the system space.

While letting monsters that are not subdued into the system space can be dangerous for the others, he had set the location of the portal into his training ground.

With large area along with some walls, it will take time before they reach the wall, much less scale it, not to mention, all of his Super Bugs are there, watching the captive Lizardmen, along with some of his stronger bugs to assist them.

So, he is not worried of them try anything. Besides, with the goblins and Lizardmen keeping them in check, along with how weakened they are from his draining-bugs, they would not be able to cause any harm.

-x-

"And, done. For now, your name will be Pale One, while for you, how about Rex?" the two chiefs nodded, with the Pale One, the chief of the large tribe, liking his name.

As for Rex, he seemed more neutral of it.

"Though, I probably need to unite two lairs to accommodate Pale One's tribe, but it could cause some compilation with the others. But uniting them could cause some troubles as well,"

He could feel a headache coming as he had trouble to decide; to either separate the tribes, or unite them with connecting lairs. Both side have problems of their own, with the separation might lead to the Lizardmen being unable to work as efficiently as possible, unlike the goblins under Gobruk.

As for uniting them, it will cause some dissent as well as trouble. With the tribes already having their own hierarchy setup, it would cause some dissent along with fighting as they try to claim the other tribes female.

He take another look at the chiefs before sighing, "I'm going to conjoined all of your lairs. And I want to make it work. So make sure it did. Ask Gobruk for help if you need it," Alros left after delegating the duty to the chiefs, who merely nodded.

He hope they understand what he said, as he didn't want get a headache from having to deal with the Lizardmen's society.

-x-

After delegating the duty, Alros decided to do his main and favourite work, experimenting in creating monstrous abomination.

"Looks like your skin, while looking squishy, can half the impact from any attack," he said, looking at the Giant Marsh Frog with an impressed look.

He had decided to catch some of the Giant Marsh Frogs, hoping to experiment on them. While they will not be able to be powerful combatant like some other monsters, they do have some uses, one that he thought of when he sees them in action.

"Come on now, we are going to make you into a powerful monster, with some special ability," the frog merely croak as it followed its master into the lab, not knowing what will happen to it.

-x-

"Looks like you are done. Let's test you soon. The main hunting party still did not send any message. Oh well, lets check the Death Spot squad," he exclaimed before patting the frog, who croaked once more.

He then left the lab, taking the frog with him before coming out of the system space, flying towards the location of the Death Spot.

-x-

"So, how is the harvest?" he asked his clones, who were pointed at the bound women, who looked wet and miserable.

"Only 5 females, but the male adventurers we killed are 24 today. We only been doing it for 2 days and it looks like we can get an average of 4 females and 21 males daily, but we still need to see if it will be like that for the rest of the week," the leading clone answered.

Alros nodded before opening the portal to the system space, the women's eyes widened as they watched the portal opened, before trying to scream, the gag in their mouth preventing them from doing so.

The clones that come out did not care, carrying them all like a sack of potatoes, before entering the portal, though after the last one entered, it did not close.

In fact, another monsters come out, the huge frog he experimented on.

"I want to see how effective this one is. He will be the prototype for a species I want to create. Put him against a small group, with a woman in them. If they are all male, don't send him," he gave the leading clone some specific instruction before walking away. The clone merely nodded as Alros head towards the other Death Spot, along with searching for his hunting parties.

-x-

"Looks like the result are not too shabby," he said, looking at the bound women, all looking at him in mixture of fear, anxiety, and hatred. Oh well, by the time he was done with them, they will show him gaze of wanting, lust and desire.

"In just two days of the existence of the Death Spot, they able to get 13 women in total, along with killing 57 men. Then, there is the hunting parties. The permanent party manage to get 29 women, while the other two manage to get 35 women. While the number of men they killed are 167.

Too bad I cannot send the two for the rest of the week. Don't want them to not send adventurers to their death after all," he let out a light chuckle as he looked at the women hungrily.

"Well, now that it's nighttime. I think it my time to relax," the grin on his face make the women squirmed, fearing for what will come.