Laga was prepared to attack, but he immediately abandoned his plan when he realized he needed to find out what the three prisoners were talking about. “This bastard exhausted me so much. I had to cry harder and touch his body repeatedly just to manipulate his emotions. I had to endure an unbearable headache and pain throughout my body. I almost passed out because he kept resisting. His will is incredibly strong,” Renata said. Peter replied while continuing to steal Laga’s core coin. “He also has excellent physical abilities, speed, and judgment. When he was caught in my webs, he managed to escape by destroying the ground beneath his feet. He even fired poisoned arrows at me.” “I’m going to destroy these damn arrows!” Peter broke all the arrows, then screamed when the poison affected him. “Damn it! That poison is hurting me again.” “You still have some medicinal liquid, right? Use it to heal your wounds, Peter,” Renata said. “This purple liquid must be the poison he used.” Luca exa

“That bastard...” Renata collapsed when a stone struck her forehead. Blood covered her face. “That bastard must have...” Luca immediately ran backward when he saw a moving shadow. “That bastard is still here. He...” Laga suddenly appeared in front of Luca, grabbed him by the collar, and slammed him into the ground as hard and as fast as he could. “Bastard!” Luca grimaced when his body hit the ground hard. As he was about to turn around, a punch struck him in the face. Laga felt around Luca’s clothes. Just as he was about to take the bottle of poison, a web landed on his right arm. “You bastard! I’m going to beat you until you’d rather die than keep living!” Peter shouted as he shot toward Laga with his web. Blood flowed from his injured shoulder. By the time Laga managed to take the bottle of poison from Luca’s clothes, Peter was already in front of him, swinging a kunai at him. Laga jumped to the side and opened the bottle as quickly as possible. He saw the tip of the kunai alr

Three webs shot out of the fog, flying straight toward Laga. A shadow moved rapidly through the mist, growing larger and clearer with every passing second.Laga dodged the webs. He looked up just as a chunk of earth came flying at him from above and immediately leaped to the side.“You son of a bitch!”Peter burst out of the fog and reached Laga in an instant. His gaze was sharp and cold, burning with fury.Laga shifted aside as a fist barely missed his face. He grabbed Peter by the arm and slammed him into the ground with all his strength, sending the prisoner rolling into the ravine.“I’ll get you for this, bastard!” Peter shouted from the bottom of the ravine. His voice still carried clearly to the top.Laga ran forward, grabbing his blowpipe as he kept a careful eye on his surroundings.“This ravine is dangerous terrain, but it’s also... the perfect place to take them down. I just have to—”“You’re not getting away from me this time, bastard!”Peter emerged beside Laga from the di

Laga stood on a narrow ledge that stretched across the ravine. It was barely two steps wide. The wall of the ravine was on his right, while a massive drop yawned open on the other side.The left end of the ledge hung high above, while the right side sloped downward. Both ends disappeared into the thick fog.One wrong step... and Laga would end up at the bottom.Laga looked up.“I must have fallen pretty deep into the ravine. When the Axe-Handed Prisoner threw me into the ravine, I probably only fell a few meters. That’s why I didn’t land on this ledge.”“I can either go back up or continue downward. There might be other prisoners hiding somewhere below.”“But Peter, Luca, and Renata are probably still waiting at the edge of the ravine. If I go back up now, they could attack me again. That would put me at a disadvantage.”“I’d better avoid fighting and hide instead. I should only move once the supplies drop and the area changes. For now, I’ll stay here and observe my surroundings.”Lag

Thirty-six prisoners lined up in the center of the area, while the spectators grew increasingly excited as they waited for the fight to begin. One by one, they displayed the number of core coins they possessed.“The Mammoth Prisoner has 42,000 core coins. That’s an incredible amount! How many prisoners has he killed?”“The Axe-Handed Prisoner has 39,000 core coins. He’s in second place.”“Damn it,” the Axe-Handed Prisoner muttered as he locked eyes with the Mammoth Prisoner.“The other prisoners also have more than 20,000 core coins. They’re all formidable prisoners, even though some of the participants don’t exactly look impressive.”“Are you all ready?”The loud-voiced prisoner approached several prisoners and whispered to them for a moment. He was suddenly pushed upward and threw several sheets of paper toward the participants.“Take your numbers. Keep them secret from the other prisoners.” The loud-voiced prisoner spoke from atop a pile of tree trunks. “The prisoners who receive n