Seems like this scorpion beastman was even more barbaric than Curtis and wouldn’t tolerate Bai Qingqing having other mates. As such, Curtis, Parker, and Winston would likely be killed off by him.
“I want to know where Bai Qingqing is hiding.” It was clear from Saint Zachary’s countenance that he couldn’t take this lying down, and his facial muscles twitched, marring his handsomeness.
“She should be in the water. A merman lives in their village,” the ape king replied without hesitation. Of course, his mental power wasn’t omnipotent, and he could only see a broad outline but not the details. Moreover, the dense clutter of armored grasshoppers in the air further messed up his mental power.
The reason he was so certain, was only because he had joined hands with the merfolk tribe before, making it impossible for him to not know of the blue merman who betrayed his tribe.
Enlightenment dawned on Saint Zachary, who instantly turned around and prepared to launch another attack when the ape king stopped him in his tracks.
“It’s too late. The males in their village are back. You have no chance to enter now.”
Saint Zachary hesitated momentarily, before turning around. “Then, I’ll wait to attack with my men when they leave again. Help me keep an eye on their movements.”
The illusory figure in the air shook his head with disdain in his eyes as he looked at Saint Zachary. Other than the ape tribe, all other beastmen were so dumb, unable to even figure such a simple thing out.
Saint Zachary acutely sensed something, making him narrow his eyes as he stared at the ape king. But because the ape king was only a ball of energy and had a distorted appearance, some subtle change in expressions simply couldn’t be detected.
The ape king quickly retracted his contempt and explained, “They’re not so stupid. After suffering a disadvantage this time they will have learned their lesson. Next time, even if they went out to search for food, they would retain sufficient manpower to protect the village. You won’t have such an opportunity anymore.”
Saint Zachary clenched his fists in fury. He was so close! So darned close! He had passed by the waterhole several times, but why had he never taken a second look at it? He had lost his opportunity for nothing.
“Don’t be anxious. I have other methods,” the ape king said wearily.
Saint Zachary instantly became invigorated as he stared intently at the illusory figure. After the ape king finished his words, Saint Zachary’s eyes sparkled with a glow of admiration.
…
The roars of young beastmen could be heard from the stone castle. If one listened clearly, one would detect the cries of leopard cubs, tiger cubs, as well as wolf pups, and their voices were drenched with tears, not much different from the wails of a child.
Bai Qingqing knew that she had become acclimated to the beastman world. She pushed the wooden door and entered the room. Even though she was prepared, she was stunned by the sight that greeted her eyes.
There were more than ten nests of baby beastmen in the room, ten-odd of the slightly older ones. The youngest ones were only about one to two months old and had just learned to run. Whereas the older ones weren’t much younger than her leopard cubs. Right now, they were covered in blood, and the wounds on their bodies were so deep that the bones underneath were visible, with a large piece of flesh obviously missing. They were in so much agony that their little bodies twitched continuously.
Their fathers were by their sides, a pained look in their eyes, wishing they could endure the suffering on their behalf.
The one who caused them such severe injury, however, wasn’t the insect tide, but rather the animal doctor tending to their injuries.
With a steel knife in his hands, Harvey mercilessly sliced into the flesh on the butt of a three-month-old wolf pup. That wolf pup’s voice had turned hoarse from all those cries of agony, and his four limbs were tense and twitching. A male was crouched by his side and holding down his little body with a steeled heart.
The swift and brutal Harvey efficiently sliced off a lump of pink flesh and tossed it into a stone basin by his side. He then applied some medicinal herbs on the wolf pup’s wound, before tending to the wounds of the next young beastman.
The stone basin was, by now, filled with red, rotten flesh, and red blood with a tinge of yellow that gave off an awful stench seeped from the flesh. Upon a closer look, one could even see tiny worms that resembled maggots squirming inside.
