In fact, ginger gets spicier as it ages, and the old priest is indeed a century-old turtle, perfectly timing his maneuvers.
Compared to them, Gui Zhuangzhuang was enjoying an unprecedentedly luxurious treatnt at the mont, lying in a basket padded with dry grass and soft beast skin, embarking on a sumptuous escape journey.
Although, this journey was very brief.
At that ti, the sky was still sowhat overcast, but it did not affect the orcs’ vision, as they missed none of the movents within the surrounding forest.
Gui Zhuangzhuang had just woken up from a good sleep, rubbing his slightly blurry eyes, and lying on the edge of the basket.
The scenery around him was continuously moving backwards, with the orcs’ speed bringing about a whooshing wind.
"Bro, where are we headed?" Gui Zhuangzhuang was sowhat bewildered at that mont, seeing that the orcs from the Watson Tribe were heading into the forest.
It had been a while since he last bathed, and his skin felt a bit tight – if he doesn’t soak in water by nightfall, he’s afraid it might crack.
The voice of the orc was sowhat broken by the wind: "Headed back to the tribe, we’ll be there shortly."
Tribe?
Gui Zhuangzhuang was still bewildered. What’s that?
The orcs paid no mind to Gui Zhuangzhuang’s confusion, still earnestly chasing after their fellow tribesn; it was getting dark, and they needed to return to the tribe earlier.
Wasn’t it comfortable enough sleeping on the bed padded with soft beast skin?
...
Transford into an orc form, Gui Zhuangzhuang had his doubts about orc life; could soone tell him what this gigantic creature before his eyes was?
My goodness, even the orcs of the Aquatic Clan, with the Giant Whale Clan reputed for their massive beast forms, couldn’t possibly compare in size.
Gui Zhuangzhuang tilted his head high, gazing up at the walls of the tribe, his neck bending at an almost unbelievable angle.
Ji Nuan was sowhat worried that his head might accidentally fall off.
But clearly, her worries were superfluous, as the attention of Gui Zhuangzhuang was caught by a "creak creak" sound.
Any orc familiar with the Watson Tribe knew that it was the sound of the heavy city gates being opened.
Gui Zhuangzhuang watched wide-eyed as the body of the Giant Beast slowly revealed a large hole, followed by a troop of orcs surging out of it.
Their faces were full of excitent and jubilant smiles.
As Gui Zhuangzhuang watched in shock, they surrounded them and walked toward that big hole.
Gui Zhuangzhuang was extrely appalled; entering that big hole was like entering the belly of the Giant Beast.
Could it be that by tomorrow, he would beco a pile of waste emitting the scent of an Enchanted Beast?
If Ji Nuan and the tribesn of the Watson Tribe knew his thoughts at this mont, they would certainly roll their eyes at him.
Kid, you’re really overthinking it.
If this wall was truly a Giant Beast, it wouldn’t bother to eat such a tiny insect like Zhuangzhuang.
Have you ever seen an elephant eat ants to satisfy its hunger?
Gui Zhuangzhuang, pale-faced, was pulled into the large hole by an orc beside him, and after passing through a stretch of darkness, the sight in front of him stunned his orc-ish life.
This was nowhere near the inside of a Giant Beast’s belly he had imagined; this was an extrely beautiful tribe.
Before him was a vast clearing, filled with orcs and females holding Fire Seeds.
They looked eagerly towards Shaman Ji Nuan and the orcs at the forefront, loudly chanting their nas.
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