Disgust.
Before even stepping into the Octagonal Cage, Luo Di had already tasted a foul smell on his tongue, a smell completely alien to human bodies.
As far as the eye could see,
not only did he see the Black cockroach rapidly crawling on the cage mesh,
he also saw the excrement produced by the cockroach while waiting, or rather, due to excitement, smeared across various regions, even at Luo Di's entrance.
The look in the eyes of this Black cockroach was not that of a combatant, a hunter, or a gladiator, but a nauseating scavenging gaze.
It was not here for a fight, but let out to feed.
One thing was certain, though, this cockroach was unquestionably stronger than the previous Werewolf. Yet Luo Di felt no thrill whatsoever; he couldn't regard the creature before him as prey, nor an equal combat opponent.
Luo Di had originally planned for a vigorous physical combat, a treat for the Spine.
Now, his attitude had completely changed,
