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Chapter 65 Allen's Method of Rescuing People

"Please feel free to abuse me."

Allen, dressed in a full suit of alloy armor, lay on the ground awaiting a merciless beating.

This all-around, seamless armor, forged from a combination of vibranium and magical metals, perfectly combines various advantages. Especially through the alchemist's skills and craftsmanship, it can be said to be comparable to a divine artifact.

"Nanawi, ruthless Lian Da."

Nanawi grabbed his ankle and slammed him to the ground violently.

bang bang bang...

It smashed deep craters into the ground.

The scene was similar to the Hulk beating Loki.

"Nanawi, justice has been trampled."

After the slamming ended, Nanawei leaped high into the air and stomped his feet on Allen's chest.

"Trampled again."

"Continue to trample."

"Still trampling."

"Crazy trampling."

……

Namo watched the whole thing in disbelief.

Alan never fought back, and Nanawi beat him mercilessly, as if he were venting his violence with a deep-seated hatred.

He really couldn't understand what the point of creating a set of armor that could be used to take a beating. Was it to tire out the enemy so that he could subdue them in one fell swoop?

"stop!"

Allen stood up, dusted himself off, and felt a significant amount of energy stored within him.

He raised his hand and slammed it on the ground, instantly raising a layer of dust, with irregular cracks radiating outwards from his palm.

"The Beating-Up Hero is officially online."

The magical metal provided by Atlantis has the property of water element, which has a good effect on water control, and is therefore used for underwater movement.

Of course, Allen hadn't learned water magic, so he couldn't unleash its full potential.

Zhenjin absorbs and eliminates vibrations, not only eliminating damage but also absorbing and storing kinetic energy for future use.

So before it gets beaten up, it's just a set of armor that provides defense; the more it gets beaten up, the stronger the power it unleashes.

After a month, Allen was very satisfied with the results.

But don't expect it to be technologically advanced; it's really just an enchanted suit of armor.

To create a mech similar to Iron Man's, not only are the necessary conditions lacking, but energy is also a fatal problem.

It is no exaggeration to say that the armor's energy absorption saturation limit is completely unfathomable, enough to drain all the energy in Namor's territory.

Carrying a power battery with you is less practical than letting Nanawi punch you a couple of times.

"There's no time."

Allen glanced at the non-existent watch on his wrist, walked up to Namor, and said solemnly, "I'm going back to land to save the world."

"Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"No need."

Having obtained what he needed, Allen no longer needed to stay there and prepared to return to land to reunite with Captain America and the others.

Parting is always sad, but Namo felt more relaxed as he watched the departing submarine.

……

Paradise Island.

Diana donned her gear and, taking advantage of the guards' shift change, quietly approached the beach and leaped into the sea.

Ares, the god of war, wreaked havoc on earth. Queen Hippolyta, upon hearing this, forbade Diana from interfering.

Matters between the gods should be left to the gods to resolve.

Actually, the real intention was that a mother was worried about her child.

She was afraid that Diana would be in danger.

Since returning to Paradise Island, Diana seems to have become a different person. She often tries to figure out the practical application of the artifact set alone, while in reality, she keeps recalling the scene of fighting Ares.

He was constantly thinking about avenging his previous humiliation.

On the palace balcony, Hippolyta gazed toward the coast, her eyes filled with worry.

"Sister, you're worried about Diana, so why did you let her go?" Queen's sister Antiop asked, puzzled.

"What Diana is determined to do, she will find a way to accomplish; no difficulty can stop her."

As a mother, Hippolyta knew her child very well.

Even if it means facing certain death, I will go without hesitation.

Antiop parted her lips slightly, wanting to say that Hippolyta was just as stubborn as a mule.

……

under night.

The sea surface shimmered.

Allen surfaced and muttered, "Could the potion be fake?"

Before leaving, Allen asked the Atlanteans for a potion to attract the Trench people.

This way, it saves the trouble of finding the other party.

The medicine was diluted in seawater, but after waiting for a long time without any reaction, people began to doubt the authenticity of the medicine.

boom!

A flare was fired into the sky.

Suddenly, the darkness was tinged with a crimson hue.

Allen was shocked to find that he was surrounded by a crowd of hideous Trench creatures, who were staring at him with bloodlust.

"Hey, are you guys out for a late-night snack?"

Allen waved enthusiastically to everyone around him.

The next second, the Trench Clan swarmed in like piranhas, instantly submerging Allen beneath the surface of the sea.

The Trench Creepers were so numerous that they were countless, surging wildly onto the surface of the sea, splashing about as if the seawater were boiling.

Before long, one after another, the corpses of the Trench Tribe floated up, and more Trench Tribe members began to tear apart and devour the corpses of their own kind.

Once, Atlantis was a land-based kingdom. As it acquired advanced technology, it began to covet the power of Poseidon, the god of the sea. This caused the god to unleash a flood that sank into the ocean, and the surviving humans underwent a mutation, gaining the ability to adapt to life in the sea.

One of them, the Trench Tribe, evolved in the wrong direction, causing their intelligence to degenerate into that of wild beasts, and even arousing their primitive bloodthirsty nature.

One after another, corpses surfaced from the water.

In the blink of an eye, it had covered the entire sea surface.

"I'll give you three thousand doses of DDT."

Allen surfaced, looked at the Trench Clan corpses, and asked, "Are you scared?"

Kill them one by one, and you'll never reach the maximum level.

Thor packed up and left, leaving Allen with no choice but to resort to the backup plan: poisoning the Trench tribe to gain experience.

It's perfectly reasonable for an alchemist to concoct poisons.

When the medicine enters the body, it reacts chemically with organic matter and can immediately transform into a highly toxic substance.

Of course, Allen had double insurance.

When diluted in seawater, it decomposes into harmless substances within an hour, or the lipases and proteases produced by the decomposition of the corpse can neutralize the medicinal properties.

[Defeat Trench Creeper, experience points +150]

[Sufficient experience, Alchemist level 60]

[Unlock Skills, Become the Alchemist Emperor]

[Alchemist Emperor: Alchemist skill level +1, Alchemy creation attribute effects increased by 20%.]

……

[Defeat Trench Creeper, experience points +150]

[Sufficient experience, Alchemist level 120]

[Note: Once the requirements are met, you can return to the original timeline at any time.]

……

Experience told me to stop, and Allen felt a greater sense of security.

"Now I can do whatever I want. If I can't beat someone, I'll just run away. If you're so capable, try beating me from across time and space."

Allen, with a sly grin, mimicked the villain's sinister tone and said, "I'm determined to get that QQ Blue Diamond."

"Master, look! Nanawei has spotted someone!"

Nanawi was dragging a figure on his back, but because it was too dark, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Is it a spicy hot pot?"

Allen swam forward curiously, his eyes widening in surprise as he exclaimed, "Oh, it's Her Highness the Princess!"

Yes, it was Diana who was innocently caught in the crossfire.

Diana was swimming towards land when she passed through the area where Allen was gaining experience points. She accidentally inhaled a mouthful of seawater and was immediately poisoned.

Since Nanaway and Allen had taken the antidote beforehand, they were able to act as if nothing had happened.

"Oh no, I didn't prepare any extra antidote."

When he came, he didn't expect to accidentally injure friendly forces in the vast ocean, so Allen only prepared two doses of the antidote to save trouble.

After careful consideration, Allen made a decision.

"Fine, I'll take the loss."

Allen pried open Diana's mouth with one hand, took a deep breath, and coughed...tui...

(End of this chapter)