Chapter 590 - He’s Back (1) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Without the water wheel to increase the oxygen level in the water, the rate at which he blew bubbles would be a lot slower.

The most important thing was that there was a limited supply of water here. With the limited water region, he couldn’t extract oxygen as readily as when he was in the sea.

Thankfully, he had already blown over 20 bubbles, and it wasn’t an issue to blow another 20 more. It was just that his speed would be a lot slower.

Late at night, the entire village was filled with bellows and agonizing cries from beastmen that one could hear even from afar. A tiger stopped in his footsteps, hesitated for a moment, then ran over to the source of the sounds.

Winston sent the females to the waterhole in succession, prioritizing those who didn’t have many mates. As more and more male beastmen were freed from the shackles of having to protect their females, they started to gain ground in the battle.

The wolf beastmen were well-known to be united in the world of the beastmen. Seeing that they couldn’t win when they were split up, their leader let out a howl, and they immediately gathered together. They were so fast that they were like well-trained soldiers.

They formed two powerful groups, one in charge of holding back the tiger king while the other would focus on attacking a particular tree hole.

Molly and her mother squeezed together, listening to the males’ instructions for them to squat in a corner and not look out to prevent the invaders from attacking.

However, when she heard the sound of densely-packed footsteps, she still couldn’t help but crawl over to the entrance and look outside.

“Mommy! Many wolf beastmen are heading toward us!” Molly cried out loudly in anxiety.

The mates of Molly’s mother guarded under the tree. When they saw that the situation wasn’t good, they immediately climbed into the tree hole. “Come down quickly. We’ll send you to the waterhole.”

Molly’s eyes opened wide as she looked at the tree hole. “Wait a minute, where are my horned melons?”

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She had placed the bag with the horned melons next to her earlier but had forgotten to come and get them when she ran over to the entrance to take a look just now. She found her way back and felt around, heaving a sigh of relief after she found the bag.

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However, when she raised her head, the tree hole that had suddenly turned quiet made her feel anxious and horrified.

“Mommy?”

Her trembling voice resounded in the tree hole. Molly looked at the entrance, unsure of what she should do.