When all the lobster people obediently ran away a few meters away, the lobster man lord raised his purple blackened pincers and cut towards the bulge in the belly of the giant fish.

Cutting hard into a gap, the lobster man lord's giant pincers stretched to the maximum and began to cut.

"Again and again!" the lobster-man lord began to cut the belly of the big fish with great difficulty, and despite being dead, the skin of the giant fish was still very tough.

Little by little, the lobster man lord shears profusely sweating (if there are sweat glands).

In a few minutes, a three- or four-meter-wide hole was cut in the belly of the giant fish, and a large amount of congealed and cold blood had already flowed out of it and dripped into the beach.

It looked like the giant fish had died last night or more.

The Lobster Man Lord cautiously shook towards the bulge, because the belly had been cut open, and most of the foreign objects inside were easily exposed.

Seeing the appearance of the foreign object, the lobster man lord fell directly from the belly of the giant fish in fright.

"Gollum!" the Lobster-Man Lord let out a piercing warning sound!

For a while, the lobster people on the shallow lake beach of the entire lobster people were harassed, making the swamp fishmen such as Benbol Hill hiding on the side unknown.

Soon, however, Benbolchu saw a blood-stained, white-skinned creature emerge from the belly of the giant fish, and knew why the Lobster Man Lord had fallen in fright.

......

"What's wrong with me. The white-skinned creature rose from a pool of blood.

It seems to have returned from the volcano, its body was very light, and when it woke up, its mind was very clear, and the white-skinned creature looked around and saw the strange-looking lobster people around it.

They seem to be afraid of themselves.

Holding the belly of the fish with both hands slightly, the white fishman pulled out his feet that were still in the body of the giant fish, exerted a slight force, easily jumped a few meters high, and landed in the shallow lake.

The lobster people around him took a dozen steps backwards, and a bunch of tiny eyes the size of little fingers stared straight at him.

"Where is this? The white-skinned creature spoke.

This is not the language of the Sea Clan, nor is it the language of beasts, it is one of the ancient human languages from a distant time and space.

No one on this planet has ever heard of it.

There was no response from the lobster people around at all.

The white-skinned creature frowned and thought for a moment, and spat out a familiar and unfamiliar language in his memory, "Haas~Haas!"

As soon as the fish-man voice fell, the entire lobster-man shallow beach suddenly exploded.

"Sure enough, it's a fishman!" roared the lobster-man lord.

"How dare you enter the shallow water alone!Look down on us lobster people to such a point??Little ones, give it to me!!Kill this abominable white-skinned fish-man!" The lobster-man lord raised his giant pincers high, and a pair of powerful arms under the giant pincers waved two forks and rushed towards the white-skinned creatures.

Even though the lobster people were naturally a little afraid of this super-large fish-man who was more than four meters tall, they still obeyed the order of the lobster-man lord and rushed towards the white-skinned creature with a shout.

"Head, there seems to be a white-skinned fish-man running out of the belly of that giant fish!"

"Head, that white fish-man looks taller and stronger than the leader of the Pemberba!"

"Head, those lobster people are starting to attack, this is too bad, surrounded by more than three hundred lobster people, unless the leader leads the clansmen over...... This white-skinned big brother is afraid that he will die a tragic death at the hands of the lobster man. ”

In the distance, a group of swamp fishmen had long forgotten the purpose of their original visit, staring intently at what was happening on the shallow lake beach of the lobster people.

"Shut up!" Ben Polchu stopped his men's screams and fixed his eyes on the white-skinned fishman in the middle of the field.

Silly big man, you should run! Run a little bit, and I'll bring someone to pick you up!!Although Ben Polchu stopped drinking his men, he didn't want this tall fish-man xenomorph to die in the hands of the lobster man, and was even ready to respond.

On the beach of a shallow lake.

"What are you doing!" the white-skinned creature nervously spat out the strange language it had spoken again.

The Lobsterman had learned the language of his nemesis, the Fishman, but he did not understand the strange language at all.

And judging from the current situation, even if the white-skinned creature announced its surrender in fish-man language on the spot, it is estimated that it will still be torn to pieces by the excited lobster people.

Before the white-skinned creature could say a few more words, a lobster man had already swung its giant pincers at him.

Although the agility of the lobster man is not a strong point, under the huge body strength, a pair of giant pincers is very scary to wield, and usually the swamp fishman will only choose to move to avoid the giant pincer attacks of the lobster man.

At this time, the white-skinned fishman seemed to stand in place.

A flash of excitement flashed in the lobster-man's bulging little eyes, and he saw that the giant pincers were about to smash the white-skinned creature's head.

"Boom!" The lobster man only felt that his body was hit by a huge force, and he only caught a glimpse of the white thing in a flash, and his body had already flown out more than ten meters upside down, knocking over five or six lobster people along the way.

For a while, the lobster people who rushed towards the white-skinned creatures, including the lobster man lord, involuntarily stopped in place.

It's just a terrifying scene.

Kicking a 3.8-meter-long, thick-armored lobster man into the air more than ten meters away, the visual effect is amazing.

Yes, just now the Whitefish Man only had one leg out.

"Oh, I didn't kick me to death, did I?!How did I get so strong?By the way, why am I here?Who am I, I just remember my name seems to be Razor?" The white-skinned creature gave a look of dismay, and then began to mumble strange language.

"Head, what's going on, why did the lobster man fly out on his own!"

"Head, was that white-skinned brother just shot?"

"I'll go! What kind of ability is this! Shamans aren't that powerful, are they?"

......

In the swamp mud pile in the distance of the shallow lake, a group of swamp fish-men Haas began to talk.

Unable to endure the random speculation of a group of mentally handicapped men, Benpoulchu, who has lord-level strength, spoke.

"It's the leg, just now the white-skinned brother took out a leg and kicked the lobster man more than ten meters away. ”

"It's just that the white-skinned brothers are too fast to get out of their legs and close their legs, and you guys are too poor to see clearly. ”

After Benbolqiu finished speaking, the swamp fishmen suddenly realized that they couldn't help but sigh again.

This time Benbolchu did not stop him, for he himself was suppressed by the power of the tall white-skinned fishman.

With this kind of power, I'm afraid I can easily kill myself from the encirclement of the lobster people.

After thinking about it, Benbolchu suddenly stood up at the surprised gaze of the swamp fishmen.

"Come with me and pick up the white-skinned brother back to our camp. With a wave of his hand, Ben Boul Chu walked towards the shallow lake beach of the lobster man with great strides.