Chapter 89 Kill him! Only then can we survive!
Bai Cang was frantically fiddling with the firewood.
Suddenly, he paused and turned his head sharply to look at the cave entrance. His beautiful and strange eyes flashed with coldness, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Who?!"
The next moment, the torch in Bai Cang's hand shot through the rain like an arrow.
The burning torches collided with the torrential rain, making a sharp "hiss" sound, and billowing smoke and dust rose up. Before the smoke dissipated, a black shadow walked out from the rain curtain.
The bone knife in his hand gleamed coldly, and a ferocious arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, it's here."
Bai Cang's amber eyes turned into two thin vertical lines, staring at the newcomer, like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, completely different from his usual elegant and leisurely appearance.
He opened his thin lips slightly, his beautiful and enchanting face now full of hostility: "Get out!"
This word was filled with overwhelming anger and hit the person who came with it so hard that even the rainstorm seemed to tremble.
Fuying's childbirth had already made him extremely anxious and tormented, and he was almost out of control. And then someone bumped into him without caring about the consequences.
"Hehehe——" The man suddenly sneered twice.
He exuded a smell that was a mixture of rotten meat and swamp, which was the unique stench of the giant lizards.
Judging from his appearance, he is Meng, the first warrior of the giant lizard tribe.
"Who do you think you are? Tell me to get out?"
Meng grinned, and the bone knife in his hand drew a cold light in the rain.
At this moment, his nostrils suddenly twitched, a sinister smile appearing on his face. "That witch in the cave, is she the one who caused our giant lizard tribe such heavy losses last time? This bloody smell... is she giving birth?"
"This time, I'm lucky. I originally wanted to skin and rip this witch apart, but now I've changed my mind. I'll just cut open her belly and dig out that bastard..."
With a hideous smile on his face, he slowly approached the cave.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the seven-star pattern on his forehead.
In a small Beishan tribe, two orcs with seven-star patterns appeared one after another!
The four words "bastard" instantly touched Bai Cang's reverse scale, and blood suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He flashed and transformed into a huge white fox, with silver mane like snow, sharp teeth, and blood-red eyes. He locked onto Meng's throat and pounced on him without hesitation!
As he moved, the forehead band embroidered with dark gold patterns fluttered down without wind.
The rain slid down the outline of the white fox, making the dark and gloomy eight-star pattern on his forehead faintly visible, like some ancient and evil mark.
The arrogant expression on his masked face suddenly froze, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle point. He looked at the white fox that was charging at him, stumbled back, and his voice suddenly rose sharply, shrieking: "Fallen orc—"
There was disbelief and horror in his voice.
The Cangshan tribe actually hides a fallen orc with eight-star patterns!
The dark fallen star pattern on Bai Cang's forehead was filled with thick black mist, which even caused the rainstorm to tremble.
Meng hastily transformed into a beast, and the white fox's sharp claws tore through the rain curtain and attacked.
He was covered with scales like rock armor and was hit hard. The claws were deeply embedded in the flesh and bones, and a puff of blood mist burst out. It seemed as if his body was torn apart in an instant. This was before the opponent used the power of the star pattern.
The fighting here was in full swing, and over there, the smell of blood in the cave became stronger and stronger.
Fu Ying lay on the stone bed, her wet hair stuck to her pale face. The pain came like a tide, and cold sweat and blood soaked the bedding beneath her.
Her knuckles were clenched until they turned blue, but she never let out a moan or a cry of pain.
Fu Ying breathed evenly, putting a spiritual medicine into his mouth from time to time, turning a deaf ear to the noise outside. The pain came one after another, but fortunately the cubs from the Orc Continent were not too big.
The sound of fighting outside the cave was deafening, and suddenly, a fox's howl tore through the rain curtain.
The cub in Fu Ying's belly kicked hard, and she felt severe pain. Her brows suddenly furrowed, and she clenched her teeth, swallowing the groan. Her whole mind was focused on the restless life in the mansion.
She took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I really feel sorry for your father."
There was a secret turmoil in the giant lizard tribe, so she had to give birth to a cub as soon as possible.
Although Fu Ying didn't make a sound, the bloody smell in the air and her rapid and suppressed breathing still made Bai Cang's sanity collapse bit by bit, and he became more and more anxious and unbearable.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the black mist swirling around him was like a living thing, spreading wildly!
Meng was forced to retreat step by step under Bai Cang's violent pressure. His body was already covered with scars, blood dripping with the rain, and several bones were broken.
He was no fool and knew that he was no match for this fallen orc.
He fought and retreated, gritting his teeth and holding on, desperately trying to defend himself.
Fortunately, this fallen orc did not chase him. After he was far away from the cave, he slowly retreated.
Meng dragged his broken body into the center of the fiercely fighting tribe, his bloody claws plowing furrows in the ground. His hoarse roar suddenly cut through the bloody battle:
"Stop fighting—"
"There's a Fallen Orc hiding here! A Fallen Orc has appeared in the North Mountain!"
His voice was filled with fear and madness, causing the giant lizards and pythons in the melee to pause.
Meng was covered in blood, and his finger trembled as he pointed in the direction of the cave where the black fog was rolling. "We tribes should unite and kill the fallen orc! Only by killing him can we survive!"
In the battle formation, Teng and Mo Yan's expressions changed.
Teng's pupils suddenly shrank into thin lines, and the scales all over his body exploded. He didn't care about the giant lizards who were still fighting. He turned around and turned into a black afterimage and shot towards the cave!
The Cangshan tribe, the giant lizard tribe, and the battlefield were all left behind at this moment.
Bai Cang's identity was exposed, so what about A Ying? Is she okay?
The sound of fighting on the battlefield suddenly stopped.
The four words "Fallen Orc" exploded in an instant like thunder.
In the ancient precepts passed down in the Orc Continent, fallen orcs are the most taboo existence.
They feed on orc crystals. They are a disaster that devours lives. They are monsters!
All the fallen monsters were exiled to the foot of the Thorn Cliff, so how could they suddenly come out?
At this moment, whether it was the snake orcs of the Cangshan tribe or the giant lizard orcs of the giant lizard tribe, they were all in a state of panic and fear. How could they care about burning, killing and looting?
The appearance of the fallen orcs means that a disaster more terrible than tribal feuds is coming.
"Hurry! Go to the cave—"
Someone in the crowd roared.
The originally hostile orcs suddenly changed direction tacitly and rushed towards the cave where Fu Ying was like a tide. They just wanted to completely kill the hidden fallen orc before the disaster spread.
Mo Yan raised his ferocious triangular head and stared at the vast number of orcs. His scarlet snake tongue trembled rapidly, and every scale twitched slightly due to the tension.
Gui walked over through the blood-soaked mud, wiped the rain from his face, and said in a deep voice, "The Giant Lizard Tribe knows about the fallen orcs. Fu Ying... what are you going to do?"
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