Banasa comforted everyone.
When everyone heard Banasa's words, they were all excited and hope rekindled in their eyes.
"Yes, as long as we get out alive, the Orcs will still be there."
"As long as we are given enough time, our Orc tribe can develop again."
"That's right. By then, we, the Serpent People, will definitely be the nobility, and Captain Banasa will be the new king."
The many snake-men warriors became more and more excited as they spoke, as if they had already imagined the days to come.
They planned to replace the original half-orc minotaurs, making the snakemen the new nobility, and their captain Banasa would inherit the throne of the Centaur King.
Banasa's blood boiled as well.
He suddenly felt that the defeat of the Orcs was not entirely useless, and perhaps he would have a chance to rise.
Just when all the snake-men warriors were imagining a bright future, a spatial distortion suddenly appeared in the clear sky.
Immediately afterwards, in the horrified gaze of all the snake-men warriors, the figure of a human boy appeared in the void.
The other person's figure gradually became real from illusory, and finally appeared completely in the void.
Chu Ming stepped out of the void and snapped his fingers at the snake-man warriors hiding below.
Suddenly, a sharp sword energy shot out.
As soon as this sword energy appeared, it surged against the wind, then quickly split, and in the blink of an eye it turned into hundreds of pieces.
Every sword light seemed to have eyes, accurately stabbing at every snakeman warrior present.
In an instant, sword energy whistled, blood spurted out, and screams were heard everywhere.
A team of 100 snakemen, dead!
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