Chapter 58：Surface Brothers

The remaining two men, seeing this, looked furious and gritted their teeth.

"Third brother, let's go together!"

The chief leader shouted and charged forward with his large knife.

The third leader, who had a giant mastiff, was also stirred to fight when he saw his big brother risking his life.

"Damn it! Even if I die, I'll take a piece of you with me!"

Calling his mastiff, he charged at Allen with reckless abandon.

But just as he rushed forward, despair and hopelessness spread through him.

He clearly saw his big brother, who had been urging him to fight, suddenly stop and turn to flee.

And he had already charged forward, unable to turn back.

"Damn you to hell!"

Seeing Allen's cold, merciless face getting closer, the third leader wished he could turn around and tear his big brother apart.

"Brother, don't worry, big brother will avenge you!"

Even couples, who are supposed to stick together, often abandon each other in times of crisis. How much more so for fair-weather friends?

Allen wasn't surprised at all by this scene. He clenched his right hand in the air.

The plant mage's mist he had absorbed instantly activated, and the third leader and his giant mastiff were poisoned and fell over.

Allen didn't plan to kill this guy himself; he left him for Pete and the others to practice on.

The chief leader, seeing Allen easily take down the third leader, was even more terrified.

However, he had already escaped danger. If he couldn't win, couldn't he at least run away?

Suddenly, a two-meter-long giant beetle burst through the wooden floorboards under the chief leader's feet with a loud crack.

The beetle's body was black and shiny like iron, long and slender, with ferocious limbs and sharp mandibles.

Allen was startled to see such a giant insect for the first time.

But he quickly calmed down. This beetle looked formidable but lacked any real power.

The chief leader immediately straddled the beetle's neck and issued a hateful warning: "When I bring reinforcements, our Black Armor Tribe will not spare you!"

With that, he slapped the giant beetle hard.

Allen heard a loud "boom," and the wooden foundation and the foul water below were blown apart, creating a huge hole.

Water splashed everywhere, and the noise was deafening.

The giant beetle shot up tens of meters into the air in an instant, about to spread its wings and fly away.

Although Allen was a superhuman, he hadn't mastered the ability to fly. He couldn't let them escape.

He immediately activated the power of nature, summoning his strength.

The chief leader, who thought he had escaped and was about to curse Allen, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and his body went numb.

The beetle under him also shuddered in pain, its wings losing power, and it plummeted.

"Damn it, we're done for!"

The chief leader struggled in terror, trying to regain control of the beetle.

But all his efforts were in vain. He could only watch helplessly as the ground and water rushed towards him.

'Boom!'

With a loud crash, both the man and the beetle hit the wooden foundation, the impact almost shattering it.

Both were controlled by Allen's poison mist, unable to resist.

It was like a strong man, prepared for a punch to the stomach, could withstand it. But if unprepared, even a delicate girl could knock him down with a punch.

The man and the beetle were in this state, completely unprepared and slammed down hard.

The giant beetle, with its hard shell, fared better. The chief leader, despite having a cushion, was worse off.

Falling from such a height, he was nearly broken by the beetle's hard shell.

Allen walked over, flicking away the flying arrows, and kicked the bloodied chief leader.

"Looks like you broke quite a few bones. Trying to fly without skill, huh..."

Allen picked up the chief leader and tossed him aside, then eagerly examined the giant beetle's shell.

"What is this thing called?"

The chief leader, trying to act tough, remained silent.

Allen wouldn't tolerate this. He controlled the green mist, directing it to the chief leader's lower body.

A wave of intense pain spread through the chief leader's body, as if a pair of red-hot tongs had clamped onto his testicles, or sharp needles dipped in salt and chili water had been driven into his urethra.

The chief leader's eyes bulged, bloodshot, and his teeth nearly shattered from clenching.

Allen finally eased up: "I'll ask you one more time, what is this thing called? Tell me everything you know."

The once defiant chief leader, now gasping and trembling, spoke through his pain: "It's... it's a Sky-Cracking Beetle... from the Insect Valley..."

Allen, now intrigued, looked at the giant beetle beneath him.

So this was a giant version of a click beetle.

Its hard head, tightly fused thorax and abdomen, connected by strong body tissue.

In danger, this beetle would press its head and tail to the ground, its body like a bent bow, and with a snap, it would spring up high.

A click beetle on Earth could jump ten to several dozen times its body length.

This giant click beetle, or Sky-Cracking Beetle, couldn't reach such terrifying heights but could still leap twenty meters.

At that height, even a superhuman without flight abilities would struggle to reach it.

If Allen hadn't used the green mist to poison the man and the beetle, he could only watch them escape.

But now, both were his captives. And this fishmonger gang from the river valley was actually from the Insect Valley tribe.

This was getting interesting.

Just then, Allen heard mocking laughter. It was the third leader, laughing at his boss's betrayal.

Allen chuckled. As long as someone else was worse off, one's own suffering didn't seem so bad.

With their leaders gone, the fishmonger gang was defenseless against the surprise attack and fire.

Pete and the others, like a storm, quickly burned the nearly hundred-person stronghold to the ground.