Chief Haru had only run a few steps when he felt his heart suddenly race. He then involuntarily vomited white foam, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

Aconitine enters the bloodstream directly by piercing the skin with a blowgun, so I'm not worried at all that this Haru isn't completely cooled down.

I myself am now seriously injured. Although I have dealt with the most powerful one, his large group of henchmen are not to be underestimated.

As the saying goes, even a fierce tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves. Continuing to entangle with these Haru is definitely not a wise choice; we should leave this place as soon as possible.

I gritted my teeth, picked up the backpack from the ground, and then quickly drew the crossbow behind me, unleashing a barrage of fire at the Haru surrounding Susu and Dante.

Having a weapon in hand made me feel much more at ease. However, for now I can only provide support from the perimeter; I can't fire crossbow bolts into the center of the battlefield, otherwise I might accidentally injure my own comrades.

Right now, I want to break back into the encirclement. Once I'm inside the battle zone, I can use my shotgun on Haru outside without any worries.

However, Haru seemed to have already seen through my thoughts. It would be a lie to say that Haru wasn't surprised to see that I hadn't died at the hands of Chief Haru.

They knew their own people's strength better than anyone. What they didn't know was that Chief Haru didn't die a fair and square battle, but was instead poisoned and killed by a sneak attack.

But you can't blame anyone else; it's just that it was so careless with its enemies, especially a player like me who loves to use dirty tricks.

They know how formidable the guys in my hands are, and I don't dare to go on a killing spree with them yet because those two Mira tribesmen are still inside the encirclement.

If they were to join forces, what would become of them?

Even when a group of reckless Haru charged towards my repeating crossbow, their momentum was so great that it seemed like they were the only ones who could do it.

Moreover, in order to minimize casualties, they did not indiscriminately use their bodies as human shields.

They also had bows and arrows at this moment, though their power was only average, they could still be quite lethal at this distance. If the arrowheads were coated with poison, then they couldn't be careless at all.

Even my crocodile armor can't completely protect against incoming arrows. There are still weak points in the joints where things move, and these places might not be able to withstand the constant barrage of arrows.

With my face exposed, I couldn't afford to be careless. I could only keep firing while searching for cover like trees to avoid the incoming arrows.

Susu and Dante had been fighting for so long that they'd lost count of how many times they'd swung their swords. The ground was littered with fallen Haru, but the rest remained as frenzied as ever.

We don't even know what kind of belief could support these Haru people to continue such a crazy, reckless behavior.

Soon I faced a new problem: I had run out of crossbow bolts in the exchange of fire, and now my repeating crossbow was just for show.

Seeing that I hadn't fired a crossbow bolt for a long time, the Haru became more unrestrained. They knew that their bows and arrows wouldn't do any real damage to me; they needed to engage in close combat to deal damage.

Immediately, several groups of Haru stopped dodging and charged towards me with their weapons in hand.

There was no other way; the only thing I could use was the Nepalese kukri in my hand. But I quickly realized something was wrong; the knife would aggravate my wound on my left chest after only a few swings.

Waves of pain, like continuous rain, spread like a spider web around my left chest, greatly disrupting my previously fluid sword swings.

Once I slowed down, the Haru knew that I must have suffered a considerable injury in the battle with the leader.

Now is the perfect opportunity to take my life and avenge my companions; how could they possibly let it slip by?

The Haru attacking me instantly became like leeches that had smelled blood. Now they're intentionally targeting my injured left side.

I had no choice but to take defensive measures, which truly proves the saying "a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs."

The game I won by selling a weakness just now didn't come at a great cost to me, but now I truly realize how much it has affected me.

I was still thinking about how to save Susu and Dante, but now it seems that I am the one who needs to be saved the most.

At least for now, Su Su and Dante are only struggling a bit, not completely at a disadvantage.

I can only barely fight Haru by dodging the terrain, and my wounds are getting more and more painful due to the chain reaction caused by the intense exercise.

My back was already soaked with cold sweat from the pain, and large beads of sweat were dripping from my forehead.

I never imagined that dealing with a few Haru would be so difficult for me. I was too confident in my armor; I barely managed to block that punch this time, otherwise I really don't want to think about the consequences.

Under immense pressure, Haru knew my strength had been greatly diminished, so more Haru immediately joined the ranks of those attacking me.

To put it nicely, these Haru people are united; to put it bluntly, they are selective in their relationships, and everyone knows that it's easier to manipulate the weaker ones.

Compared to the other two murderous Mira natives, I was undoubtedly their most favored target.

The number of Haru attacking me now is even greater than the combined number of Susu and Dante. I feel extremely frustrated and have the urge to vomit blood.

Can't these Haru guys even consider the feelings of the wounded? Thumbs down!

I forced Haru, who was attacking me relentlessly, back with a single strike, and then I myself began to pant heavily.

"Sir, hang in there, we're coming to rescue you."

At this moment, Dante and his men realized the crisis on my side and began to fight desperately. They used every means at their disposal, and for a time, they even made the Haru people want to retreat.

What Su Su and the others didn't know was that, with the strenuous exercise, the medicinal effects of the mushroom in Haru's body were rapidly diminishing.

The fact that these Haru could feel even a hint of fear proves that they are regaining their normal sanity. The effects of those drugs will backfire once they wear off, and they have taken double the dose.

These Haru naturally knew what the backlash meant, so even though they were afraid, they dared not retreat a single step.

If we don't kill these three people today, none of us will escape.

Faced with severe backlash from the drug, they would probably be left lying in bed like paralyzed patients, and even a ten-year-old child could easily end their lives.

But that's after all, it's twice the dosage for the strength, and it's not so easy to get through it.

Now Haru is in a difficult situation, believing that the battle will end quickly under the strain.

Who would have thought that these three people could endure so much, fighting against these bodies that had taken twice the dose of medicine for so long with just their own physical strength?