Chapter 468 Rage

"Witch Doctor Ji Nuan, something happened. The orc named Boter has injured several orcs in the tribe, and the tribe leader is also injured." An orc ran over from a distance, with blood on his face and his skin torn and tattered, looking very vicious.

"What?" Ji Nuan's heart tensed: "What happened to the clan leader?"

The orc grimaced because of the pain on his face: "When I left, the chief had already fainted, and Yali Bosen and the others were also injured. That orc was too powerful, and we were no match for him. Yali asked me to come and find you and Xiuyan."

Xiu Yan held Ji Nuan in his arms and quickly ran towards the tribesmen.

The distance was not far. At this time, the members of the Watson tribe had formed a large circle. From time to time, the sound of flesh colliding and the screams of beasts could be heard.

When Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan arrived, Botel was grinning and digging his sharp claws into Yali's abdomen. When he saw Xiu Yan coming, his face changed drastically and he pulled out his arm and tried to escape.

After handing Ji Nuan over to Mu Chun who arrived shortly afterwards, Xiu Yan rushed forward with a cold look on his face.

This was the first time that Ji Nuan saw Xiu Yan’s claws transformed when fighting against orcs. The cold light reflected in the sunlight and the coldness in Xiu Yan’s eyes complemented each other, making him look like a killing god.

Ji Nuan quickly ran to the fallen cliff. Blood was constantly flowing from the orc's stomach, staining the ground beneath him red.

"Muchun, can you give me some of your branches and leaves?" Yali urgently needs to stop the bleeding, otherwise he will die from excessive bleeding.

Mu Chun also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he plucked a lock of hair from his head and handed it to Ji Nuan: "Use my hair, it will be more effective."

The hair that had left the original body turned into snow-white leaves when Ji Nuan put it into the stone jar. He crushed the leaves with a stone pestle and quickly applied them to the wound on the cliff. The wound that had been bleeding just now was instantly covered with a thin layer of blood scab.

Ji Nuan took out a bamboo jar filled with fire fruit potion from her backpack and handed it to him: "Give him a sip of the potion."

Then he stood up and looked at the tribesmen around him. All of them were injured, which made Ji Nuan's anger burn fiercely.

"Go to the woods and find some large wooden boards that can accommodate a beastman." Ji Nuan turned her head and instructed the tribesmen beside her.

Although these were injured, they were not as serious as those in the cliff.

"Where is the chief?" She looked at the orc who had just come over to report the news.

The beastman pointed to the place not far inside the cliff where his tribesmen were blocking him. Ji Nuan looked over and saw a claw mark clearly imprinted on the chest of Chief Ge Xing. His fur coat was already stained red with blood.

One of Borson's arms was twisted in an abnormal way. He smiled bitterly and said, "It's all my fault. Bortle saw me."

Ji Nuan shook her head: "Even if it wasn't you, there would be no peace between our two tribes."

After applying medicine to Chief Ge Xing's wound, Ji Nuan took out a bamboo jar from the basket on her back and stood up. She turned around and looked at Boter who was being beaten back by Xiu Yan, with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.

"Brother Xiu Yan, catch him." Ji Nuan's voice was very calm, but the beastmen around him inexplicably felt a chill on their necks, spreading from their backs to the back of their heads.

Looking at the witch doctor with a calm face, the beastmen felt that the coolness they had just felt in the Beast God Mountain was definitely not an illusion.

(End of this chapter)