Kenta smiled as he aimed both hands at Leon.“You picked up quite a troublesome brat, Logan. You ....”Leon leaped backward, fell, and rolled several times before glaring at Laga. He clicked his tongue in annoyance. “That brat attacked me with poison. Where did he get it? Could poison be his ability?”Laga hurled several rocks at Leon.“We’ll meet again, brat!” Leon dodged and hurried away, nearly stumbling several times. “Damn it, that poison is making me .... Bastard! I’ll crush that brat just like I crushed your son, Logan!”Laga started to chase after him, but suddenly stopped when he saw Logan’s condition. “Mr. Logan is badly injured. I have to help him.”He scanned his surroundings, chukled when he spotted Kenta. “I need to get Mr. Logan out of here. The other prisoners will make him a target.”“Can I kill that guy?” Kenta asked as he walked closer. “I saw him slaughtering a bunch of prisoners shortly after he arrived here. He must have a lot of core coins.”Laga immediately wen

The tornado grew stronger with every passing moment. Debris was constantly being pulled into it, with some of it breaking apart in midair.The prisoners kept running away, desperately searching for places to hide. Some of the wounded and dead prisoners were beginning to be dragged toward the tornado.A prisoner, Cannonhand, blasted the ground repeatedly with his cannons until he created a hole large enough to hide in. Just as he was about to climb inside, four prisoners suddenly appeared and attacked him.“Get the hell away from me!” He attacked wildly, ignoring the wounds and blood covering his body. He had already experienced the tornado once, but his attacks had simply been blown back toward him.Iron Mouth charged into the red soil, digging with his teeth. As his iron teeth tore through the ground, he used his hands and feet to dig as fast as he could. He ignored the attacks striking his back and calves.The Sword-Handed Prisoner ran through the crowd of prisoners. He tried to att

Laga was caught between two choices: run forward and face the many prisoners, or retreat and fight the two prisoners behind him.He took a deep breath, carefully observing his surroundings.Then he spotted another way.When a prisoner was thrown in his direction, Laga ran around the gaps between the tree roots while keeping an eye on the situation.The prisoners were still fighting. Some were unconscious, others were grimacing in pain, while the rest avoided the battle and continued running.Laga emerged from between the roots and ran toward a tree. He noticed several injured prisoners along the way, but decided to keep running.“Where do you think you’re going?”Laga looked left and right before glancing upward. A prisoner around his age suddenly lunged at him from the top of a tree.Laga jumped to the side and ran in the opposite direction.“You can’t run from me!”The bespectacled prisoner moved with black webs attached to his hands, firmly anchored to the tree branches.“His abili

The tall, big prisoner stopped walking and surveyed his surroundings.“I’m really glad to be in this place.” He burst into laughter, making the ground tremble for a moment. “This place is much better than that damn beach and sea area! I can destroy anything I want.”“I did lose that bastard shark-shaped prisoner and another strong prisoner, but I’ve seen several prisoners with unique abilities in this place.”“I wonder if that pathetic long-haired prisoner who can control his hair is here. Ever since I moved to the forest area, I haven’t seen him again.”“He came from the sea area?” Laga muttered as he slowly backed away. “He mentioned a long-haired prisoner who can control his hair. Could that prisoner be Derry?”“Come out, you damn prisoners! Face me now!”Laga carefully observed the prisoner.“He’s just like the battle-crazed prisoner I encountered before. He can enlarge his body several times over. But I noticed that his size is gradually shrinking. He must have a weakness.”“I mi

Laga immediately jumped backward and prepared himself. “Wait, please don’t kill me.” The female prisoner hurriedly got to her feet, wiping away the tears streaming down her face. “Please." She was around nineteen years old. Her face was swollen and covered in wounds. Dry scratches were visible on her neck and hands. “I’m not going to kill you,” Laga said. The long-haired female prisoner smiled through her tears. “Please help me find my two friends. I promise I’ll give you water and food.” Laga didn’t answer immediately. He looked around and saw several prisoners running away. When he looked up at the treetops, he remembered the prisoner with the tree frog ability. “Please help me.” The female prisoner approached him, sobbing. “Please. I... don’t want to die here.” Laga carefully observed the female prisoner. He felt sorry for her after seeing her condition. However, his mind rejected those feelings of pity. This place was hell. Anyone here would do anything just to survive.