Chapter 125: Trap! Overlord Demonic Whale! (1)

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: End less Fantasy Translation

i’he Lizardmen retreated to the side. Only then did Wang Chen let go of Balean and threw him to the ground.

“Cough, cough.”

The Lizardman coughed a few times and spat out a ball of dark red blood. He looked at Wang Chen in fear and said, “1 was blind and offended you. As long as you’re willing to let us go, I’m willing to give you the Black Reaper!”

“How can you do that?”

“Balean, this is everyone’s submarine!”

i’he Lizardmen panicked. They had pooled their money together to get this submarine. Although Balean had paid most of the Spirit Points, they also contributed a portion of it.

“If you want to live, shut up!”

Balean turned his head away, his expression fierce, instantly scaring the Lizardmen into silence.

“You’re smart, but I don’t like smart people.” Wang Chen narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in them.

Bateau’s heart sank, and he quickly said, “Sir, 1 can help you understand this world as soon as possible. And I promise 1 won’t take revenge. Believe me, I’m more valuable to you alive!”

“Calm down, I didn’t say 1 was going to kill you.” Wang Chen smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Balean finally let out a sigh of relief. He glanced at the Lizardmen and said calmly, “Now, all of you are under my command. I need absolute obedience from you, or 1 will have no choice but to kill you. Do you understand?”

“Understood.”

His gaze swept across the group of Lizardmen. No one dared to look him in the eye.

Seeing that Wang Chen had easily taken down the God of the Black Reaper, the Descenders finally relaxed. At least now, they had a foothold.

Some Descenders tried to piggyback onto the God of the Black Reaper, but Wang Chen stopped them.

He did not take down this submarine for good.

“There is no free lunch in this world.”

Wang Chen stated his price.

Upon hearing this, some of the Descenders from the Blue Star immediately revealed a difficult expression and said, “Mr. Wang Chen, 5,000 Spirit Points is too expensive. Can you make it cheaper?”

“Believe me, life is priceless.” Wang Chen shook his head.

Without this submarine, these people would never have been able to survive in the sea. Seeing Wang Chen’s unyielding attitude, everyone could only obediently pay the fine.

The Black Reaper was huge. Although it was a little cramped to fit a thousand people, it was barely enough.

Wang Chen’s Spirit Points increased by millions again, and his total assets exceeded 10 million.

After everyone boarded the submarine, Wang Chen entered the submarine.

Balean had already become Wang Chen’s loyal servant, respectfully following beside him.

“Sir, where are we going next?” he asked in a low voice.

“Where are you guys from?” Wang Chen said as he looked inside rhe submarine.

Compared to the cramped cabins he remembered, this submarine was much more spacious.

The two-meter-tall Lizardman walked around the cabin casually.

“We came from Coral Island. That’s the largest island in the nearby ocean, and all kinds of Doomsday Roulettes are often refreshed on it.”

Balean didn’t dare to hide anything and told Wang Chen about Coral Island.

Coral Island was not big, no more than ten kilometers in length and width, and there was no vegetation.

The Lizardmen’s tribe, known as the Blackclaw Clan, was the strongest force on Coral Island.

As for Balean and the other Lizardmen, they were just small fries. He thought that he would be able to make a fortune this time, but he did not expect to meet a pervert like Wang Chen. Instead, he lost the submarine that he had painstakingly accumulated.

“Let’s go there!”

Wang Chen nodded. He was not afraid of the Blackclaw Clan.

With his strength, he would be able to escape no matter what. Nevertheless, Wang Chen didn’t think that those Lizardmen could force him to this extent.

The submarine sank into the sea with a roar and advanced at high speed.

Wang Chen had been standing in front of the window and observing. Every few kilometers, they would see some monsters swimming by.

“As expected, it’s not much!” Wang Chen frowned. This way, the efficiency of leveling up would undoubtedly be extremely low.

He looked at Balean beside him and asked in a deep voice, “How long have you been in this world?”

“About 300 days,’1 Balean said after a moment of silence.

“I see that your level isn’t low either. How did you do it?” Wang Chen asked doubtfully.

“The roulette on the island produces a trap that can attract a large number of monsters,” Balean said. “This way, the efficiency of killing monsters becomes much higher. However, those good territories have all been occupied by others. It’s not our turn.”

“A trap? Do you have any more?” Wang Chen was interested.

“There’s only one left,” Balean said in pain. A trap was not cheap. One was worth millions of Spirit Points.

“Let’s float up and test the effect,” Wang Chen said.

“Sir,” Balean quickly said, “We’ve just used the trap in the nearby waters. It’s too wasteful to use it now. It’s not worth it at all!”

“It’s fine. I just want to see the effect,” Wang Chen said indifferently. He didn’t feel any heartache at all since it was free to him.

Since Wang Chen insisted, Balean could only do as he was told and ordered the submarine to surface.

However, the unusual movement of the submarine frightened the newcomers. “Mr. Wang Chen, did something happen?”

“That’s right! Why did it go to the surface?”

“We’ve handed over our Spirit Points, so you must guarantee our safety!”

Everyone felt uneasy.

Wang Chen explained, “Don’t worry, everyone. We re just going up to test a prop. We’ll be moving out soon.”

Soon, rhe submarine floated to the surface.

In order to avoid trouble, Wang Chen only brought a few Lizardmen out.

“Sir, this is the trap..”