"Ten?"

The leader was not angry at all, and his eyes were full of amusement. He held the bamboo leaf between his two fingers and swung it outward, and it landed lightly beside Langmie's burnt fingers.

"Interesting... those ten orcs are very strong?"

The canglang orc shook his head and told him everything that happened:

"No, no, except for a dragon orc who failed to transform, the others were ordinary orcs. That dragon orc threw something at Langmie, and it burned Langmie like this."

"They also have a white powder that can make us lose our ability to move."

The leader was even more curious.

"What can be so powerful?"

He had never heard of these two things.

"I don't know, we have never seen it..." the canglang orc replied fearfully.

The leader looked at the dying Langmie, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled an evil and crazy smile.

"It seems that this tribe is interesting. I want to get these two things."

The beasts crawled on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Only the beastman who was just questioned asked with a trembling voice:

"Chief, Langmie..."

"Send him to the witch doctor to see if he can be saved." The leader waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling the beastman to carry Langmie down.

It was eye-catching and smelled bad.

"Thank you, chief!" The beastman showed a happy expression.

He quickly crawled on his knees to thank him, and then hurriedly carried Langmie to the witch doctor with several beastmen.

Although the chief was a bit cruel, he took good care of his subordinates. He even gave the tribe's only precious witch doctor to Lang Mie.

After Lang Mie was carried away, a short, hunchbacked male who was only half the height of an ordinary orc came out.

"Wuliu, have you seen those two things?" The chief looked at the hunchbacked male with interest.

Wuliu raised his head, revealing an old face full of wrinkles. The wrinkles that crisscrossed like tree roots covered his entire face.

He nodded and said in a gloomy and old voice:

"Chief, I haven't seen it."

"Even you haven't seen it." The chief narrowed his eyes, showing a dangerous smile, and slowly tightened his fingers.

He really wanted to go and see that tribe right now.

However...

"Didn't an orc just say that the news sent by that bastard missed an orc?"

The chief's eyes turned cold, as if quenched with venom, and he looked at Wu Liu.

"Yes, Chief. Do you want her to speed up?"

"No, tell her to hide her tail for me and tell that bastard. If the beastmen of that tribe find out that she has a problem, that little bastard will be dead."

The chief snorted coldly and said with a frosty face:

"I want to catch them all in one fell swoop when they are least prepared. This is what the bastard's tribe taught me."

Hatred can make people learn anything quickly.

Wu Liu lowered his head, replied "yes", and turned around to execute the order.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the chief's cold voice again.

"Wait, that bitch didn't do her job well, and I haven't punished her yet."

"Since you missed an orc, chop off one of that little bastard's fingers and give it to her."

The voice was evil and wicked, but it was filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

"Yes."

Wu Liu turned and left.

...

In the pitch-dark cave, a thin figure curled up in a corner.

His arms, which were so thin that only bones and a layer of skin were left, hugged his knees tightly, and his body was almost shrunk into a ball.

He was dirty, and his messy hair was full of lice and fleas, which was probably the only place on his body that had life.

"Bang bang..."

The sound of soil breaking came from the cave entrance.

A ray of white light shone through the smashed hole and fell on his dark face. His long, tangled hair covered most of his face, revealing only one eye full of fear and despair.

But when he saw the light, a hint of expectation emerged in his pure black eyes.

Several footsteps were heard.

He did not move.

"Pah..." A palm-sized piece of rotten, maggot-infested meat was thrown on the ground.

The rotten smell mixed with the stench of various excrement in the cave, making the beastman who came in vomit.

"Little bastard, eat quickly, it stinks."

The beastman covered his nose in disgust.

After hearing the beastman's words, he suddenly crawled forward, ignoring the light behind him, half-closed his eyes, blocked the light with one hand, and hurriedly picked up the rotten meat on the ground with the other hand.

The wriggling maggots even crawled onto his hands, but he didn't care. He stuffed

the food into his mouth and began to devour it. However, because he hadn't eaten for a long time and ate too quickly, a maggot got stuck in his nose.

He covered his throat and coughed violently.

"Water... cough, water..."

The beastman looked disgusted, took a bamboo tube, and poured water over his head casually.

He immediately opened his mouth and thirstily took in the water, but before he could drink two sips, it was gone.

Seeing his wolfish and vicious look, the beastman seemed to suddenly remember some evil idea and said to him:

"Eat quickly, I'll take you to see your sister after you finish eating."

"Sister? Really? Are you really going to take me to see my sister?" He paused, and a look of surprise appeared in his pure dark eyes. He stretched out his hand to touch the beastman's feet.

The beastman kicked him away and said impatiently:

"Nonsense, eat quickly, you won't be able to see her if it's too late."

Hearing this, he didn't dare to waste time, and stuffed the rotten meat with maggots into his mouth in a few bites, swallowing it without chewing.

His throat hurt, but he didn't care.

"I, I'm done eating. Are you taking me to see my sister now?"

He lay on the ground, looking up, his dark face full of expectation, like a pug.

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, nervously tugged at his messy hair, spit on his palm, and wiped his face carefully.

He must be very dirty now. If his sister saw him like this, she would be worried...

He had to clean up so that his sister could feel at ease and not cause trouble for her.

"Hehe." Seeing him like this, the beastman smiled evilly. He

walked forward, grabbed his left hand, stepped on the ground with his foot, and crushed it hard.

One hand turned into a wolf claw, revealing sharp claws, and bent down to rest on the thumb of his left hand.

"Ahh..."

A scream of pain came out.

His forehead was covered with sweat. He looked at the beastman in horror and asked in panic:

"Didn't you say you would take me to see my sister? What are you doing? Let me go..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely let you see your sister. Let your fingers see her for you. Haha."

The beastman laughed and cut off the wolf claws in his hand fiercely.

Miserable screams and cries came from the cave.

...

Huang Yue's heart was throbbing with pain and was awakened by a bird's cry.

When he came to the door and opened it, he saw a short feather and a piece of bloody animal skin lying quietly at the door.

The animal skin seemed to be wrapped in something and was rolled up.

Looking at the blood on the animal skin, Huang Yue's face turned pale instantly. She

suddenly picked up the things, closed the door and turned back to the house. She held the animal skin tightly until her knuckles turned white.

She then trembled and carefully lifted a corner of the animal skin. The stench of blood hit her nose, revealing something with dried black blood inside...