Chapter 266: No wonder Ang would be excited

On Bright Shazhou, the adventurers gathered here, after a friendly and cordial conversation, happily accepted the control of the Fresh Water Plane by the Vegetable Bone Mercenary Group.

Although the process of conversation was a bit intense, and most people were injured, after Ang's treatment, they became convinced, especially when Ang was followed by a four-winged angel and five or six Titans carrying big sticks, they were especially convinced.

After Naigelis took out the plane warrant signed by Anthony, even the most unruly guys had to twist and accept it.

However, a small episode occurred during the takeover process: "Eh, stunted Huang Tong Dragon!? Are you the one from Meishencheng?"

Naigelis hurriedly waved its hand: "No, no, I am a dragon-born, also known as a little dragon man, looking quite like a Huang Tong Dragon. You said Meishencheng also has one? That might be my brother or sister. When I have time, I will go find it to roast fat sheep."

After fooling past, Naigelis whispered: "Remember that guy, turn around and catch him, don't let him return to the main plane."

"Yes." Lamo and Lamo responded.

With Ang's current strength, controlling a Bright Shazhou was simply easy, but there were many trivial things, and Ang's subordinates didn't have any serious people, such as registering personnel, counting goods, logistics arrangements, etc.

The only ones who could do these meticulous jobs were Lisa and the few people under her. The speed was too slow. Finally, it was calculated by Ang. He ran to the place with materials and glanced at it, and obtained the approximate data.

After tossing until late at night, the adventurers were hungry and sleepy again. An adventurer ate something, walked to the water's edge and just wanted to take out something, a black shadow jumped up from the water, bit his thigh, and tore off a large piece of meat.

The adventurer let out a miserable scream. It might have bitten a blood vessel, and the blood surged out crazily as if squeezed by magic, unable to stop no matter what.

His companions rushed up and dragged him back. After peeling open the wound, their faces changed: "It's over, this leg is useless, tie it up."

Other adventurers also looked sad. Most people knew what injuries could be treated and what couldn't. With this kind of injury, without a divine official at the bishop level present, it was impossible to treat at all.

However, even if there was a bishop present, it was impossible for them to spend money to treat this kind of injury. Even if treated, they would be bankrupt. Their legs weren't that precious.

This adventurer himself also knew very clearly, so when his companion handed over the rope, he used his own dead strength to tighten it. Anyway, the leg couldn't be kept.

"What thing hurt you." The companion asked.

"In the water." The injured adventurer said gnashing his teeth.

The wound on his leg didn't just lose a piece of meat, but also destroyed his livelihood. Whether there was anyone willing to take in an adventurer without a leg was hard to say. They weren't any big mercenary group and didn't have the ability to raise idle people. The biggest possibility was to seek a living by himself.

What livelihood could a lame person seek? At most, like old John, return to the village, plow a few acres of thin fields, marry an old widow. If he could have a few children, there would be hope in his old age.

The pitiful thing was that he didn't even see clearly what thing attacked him.

Whoosh, a ball of holy light was fired into the air. Ang and the others heard the scream and rushed over.

The dark night didn't affect Ang's observation. He fired the flare for the Purple Skeletons, whose vision would be greatly affected at night.

"There are things in the water, many." Ang said while shooting the holy light into the water. The moment the holy light fell into the water and illuminated the waterway, everyone screamed.

I saw that the waterway was now crowded with dense black shadows, poking their heads out of the water one by one, revealing their sharp teeth.

The power of these sharp teeth had been well demonstrated by the screaming adventurer. One bite tore off a large piece of meat. Their bite force was more powerful than some large feline animals.

Ang came to the side of the injured adventurer, checked the wound, and flicked a drop of essence liquid and a dozen purification techniques down. This kind of injury that required a bishop-level treatment was healed rapidly in front of everyone's eyes just like that.

Usually, Ang wouldn't be so active. He followed the principle of equivalent exchange. Only when a believer was injured would he actively treat them.

But today, Naigelis had exhorted him to try to have no casualties, otherwise, it would be unfavorable for the takeover work.

Before everyone reacted, Ang had already finished the treatment, and then rushed into the waterway like a drop of water into a hot oil pan, and the whole waterway boiled up.

Not only were the adventurers stunned, but even Naigelis and Lisa were stunned. What was Ang doing? Wanting to commit suicide?

Naigelis naturally didn't think Ang wanted to commit suicide. It just felt Ang was a bit too excited.

"Hahahaha, is he

Without Ang to cast Holy Light, everyone had to use traditional methods. A mage grunted as he chanted for a while, and a Light spell was shot into the sky.

Under the bright light, everyone finally saw clearly what those dark shadows were.

The figures were cloaked, but their hoods were pulled down, revealing handsome faces. They were surrounded by countless monsters; these monsters were the size of dogs but had fish heads and frog bodies, with sharp fangs and ferocious, hideous expressions.

The appearance of the monsters gave everyone a huge fright. Subconsciously, they wanted to retreat, but as they backed up, they found the people behind them were crowding in, leaving no room to retreat. Everyone started cursing in anxiety: "What are you crowding for in the back? Move back!"

From behind came a mournful voice: "Th... there are some here too."

"Hahaha, you have already been surrounded, but everyone don't be nervous. As long as you don't make any extreme moves, my children will not hurt you," the handsome figure said.

"Who are you?!" someone asked loudly.

Someone recognized him and said loudly: "I remember him, he's that castrato singer, what's his name, Paro."

The handsome Paro picked his nose and said awkwardly: "That was just a disguise to hide my identity. Don't mind it, forget it, otherwise I'll let my children gnaw on you."

Those fish-headed, frog-bodied monsters hissed one after another.

Paro waved his hand, and the monsters beside him quickly quieted down. Only then did he say: "Hello everyone, I am Paro, a beast tamer. It's a pleasure to meet you all. This place has been surrounded by me. If you don't want to become food for my children, please cooperate nicely."

"What do you want to do?" Negris asked curiously.

"Oh, I recognize you, little dragon-man. I want to do what you are doing. So it can be done this way? Occupying a plane, you guys are truly creative. Although I don't know how you got connected with Pope Anthony, I believe you will be very happy to transfer this plane permit to me," Paro said with a smile.

Negris scratched his head and asked: "Just you alone?"

"No, no, there are also my children. Do you really think you can defeat so many of my children?" Paro spread his hands flat and said with a smile.

Following his movements, hissing sounds came from all directions. The Bright Shazhou and the nearby waterways were completely filled with small black fish and these fish-headed, frog-bodied monsters.

"No need to defeat your children, wouldn't killing you be enough?" Lu Se said in a muffled voice, stuffing beets into his mouth as he spoke, then manifesting his battle aura into a sword.

"Oh! A High Rank Sword Saint? So impressive, I'm so scared," Paro said with a fake expression of fear and an exaggerated tone.

Following his words, a fish-headed, frog-bodied monster behind him suddenly opened its mouth and bit into its companion, gnawing on the corpse of its own kind. As it gnawed, it grew, sprouting legs, a torso, and arms.

By the time it finished gnawing on the fourth companion, it had already grown into a human, also possessing Paro's handsome face, only the eyes remained as ferocious as the monster's. Opening its mouth, it revealed a full set of sharp teeth.

"As long as you can't kill all my children, killing me is useless, hahaha," Paro laughed loudly.

Negris's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly thought of something and shouted: "You're not a beast tamer, you're a bug driver! You're a follower of Hemu'ertuosi!"

Heavens, Negris knew what these monsters were. These were actually bugs, and he also knew why Ang had been so excited to dive into the waterway—these were all bugs.

For the four months Ang had been planting soilless rice in the water, the thing he consumed the most was bug ash liquid. A while ago, Ang had even dug out Hemu'ertuosi's heart, preparing to study how to cultivate bugs on a large scale.

Ang was just having a headache over the bug issue, and Paro had delivered himself to the door. If this wasn't sending charcoal in the snow, what was? No wonder Ang was so excited. With so many bugs, how much bug ash liquid could be produced if they were all burned?

Paro's expression changed drastically. His eyes stared fiercely at Negris, filled with the shame and anger of having his identity exposed. He raged: "What right do you have to call the Bug God's name directly? Kneel!"

"Heh, even Hemu'er wouldn't dare say I don't have the right. I've even peed on it and it didn't dare make a sound, believe it or not," Negris said with a laugh. He was prepared that if the other party dared to say they didn't believe it, he would drag Lightning over to pee on Hemu'ertuosi's heart.

Perhaps sensing something, Lightning raised its head vigilantly, observing the surroundings.

Paro said angrily: "Do you really want to die? Are none of you afraid of death? Once my children are released, who they bite is not something I can control. I still need you to keep your lives to help me control this plane. If you don't want to die, kneel!"

Negris and the others laughed happily, almost laughing out loud, but the other adventurers couldn't help but hesitate. They looked at each other, not knowing whether they should kneel, because the monsters covering the mountains and plains were very intimidating. They weren't familiar with Ang and didn't want to get involved in the conflict between the two sides.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Negris couldn't help but suggest: "You have your bugs move further away, clear out some space, and let those who don't want to die retreat there. Just kneeling won't help if a fight breaks out later."

Paro thought this made sense and quickly had the bugs clear out a space, letting those adventurers who didn't want to die retreat there.

Most adventurers didn't want to die and naturally chose to stay neutral, retreating to that open space. Even the adventurer whose thigh had just been healed by Ang was no exception.

Negris didn't care; it was best if they retreated. Staying behind would only get in the way.

"Alright, everyone, begin," Negris ordered.

The Little Angel, who had long been unable to hold back, spread her wings immediately. A beam of light shone on Paro, directly erasing him.

The person next to him who had just grown from a monster slowly turned his ferocious gaze into astonishment. Clearly, Paro's consciousness had already transferred to this body, but he couldn't react in time. With so many bugs, were these people really not afraid at all? Why did they act so decisively?

"You..." Before he could finish the word, a black beam of light shone on him—Death Breath: Shockwave—and erased him as well.

Lightning, which had been ready to go, suddenly raised its front hooves and shook its head back, flinging off the fur hat on its head to reveal its single horn. It unleashed a pre-prepared lightning strike that fell into the swarm of bugs, turning into an electric net that traveled into the distance.

Wherever the electric net passed, those fish-headed, frog-bodied monsters straightened their limbs, flipped over, and died.

The fur hat that had been flung off flipped in the air, stretched out its short, chubby limbs, and landed nimbly.

Lu Se swung his greatsword and charged into the bug pile, his sword swinging so fast not even water could pass through, hacking the bugs into flying limbs.

The Purple Skeleton Titans hopped around. Their size was too large, giving them no advantage against these bugs, so they could only hop, trying their best not to let the bugs land on them.

No one noticed that the fish-bugs still huddled in the waterway that hadn't joined the battle suddenly flipped their bellies without warning and died.

The nearby living fish-bugs discovered the corpses of their kind and naturally bit into them without hesitation. After gnawing halfway, they also flipped their bellies and died, their corpses becoming food for other fish-bugs.

Just like that, one passed to two, two to four; the fish-bugs in the waterway died one after another, as if they had caught a nail fungus.

Negris soon noticed this scene and gasped: "You put insecticide in the water? Do you have no public morality at all, ah ah ah ah!"

What is public morality? Ang shook off a pile of fish-bug corpses, rushed out of the waterway, and forcefully stamped a footprint into the sand.

Paro, whose consciousness didn't know which corner it had transferred to, finally realized something was wrong. A bug driver relies on the sheer number of bugs; even if they can't kill a person, they can exhaust them to death. But at this rate, it seemed no amount of bugs was enough to die.

He couldn't help but want to slip away. The fish-bugs and frog-monsters received the message and began to retreat like a tide.

Negris couldn't help but shout: "Don't let them run away! If they run into the sea, it will be troublesome. This plane will be gnawed clean by them, including your rice."

This was an oceanic world, and the number of various creatures in the sea was vast. If even one bug escaped into the sea, it could easily spawn another wave of bugs. They would never be able to kill them all, and Ang wouldn't need to plant anything in the future; he could just specialize in killing bugs.

Ang immediately took out an object. It was a watermelon-sized thing that looked like a heart, and it was still beating slightly in Ang's hand.

As soon as this object appeared, all the bugs went crazy. They stopped retreating and swarmed toward Ang frantically.

The Death Aura couldn't kill all the bugs instantly. Ang tried his best to swat them, but he couldn't keep up. A bug bit into the heart, and as soon as it did, the bug instantly melted as if it had fused with the heart.