He let out a thunderous roar in the direction of the lting Beast and then, with a sweep of his arm, hurled a stone the size of a beast’s head towards it.
The lting Beast, seeing this, slightly bowed its massive head, and the large stone smashed onto it, seemingly causing no damage at all.
Imdiately afterward, it lifted its head only to find a streak of silver lightning racing towards it with blinding speed.
And it plunged directly into one of its eyes.
"Roar—"
Although the lting Beast’s hide was incredibly defensive, the eyes, like for most wild beasts, were almost always a weakness.
Embedded in the lting Beast’s eye was a gleaming iron blade—the standard issue weapon of the Watson Tribe’s Orcs.
Half of the iron blade sank into the lting Beast’s eye, causing it such great pain that it let out an earth-shattering howl.
Its thick limbs stomped wildly around, and it even began to thrash about.
The lting Beast was too large; with just a few jumps, it had already reached where Ji Nuan and the others were.
Two Orcs quickly took Ji Nuan and ran, but in its rage, the lting Beast moved with no predictable pattern, destroying all the goods and tents in the camp.
Suddenly, it seed to notice the three beasts moving continuously ahead.
With a roar, it chased after them, lifting its huge front limb to strike at the three.
The two Orcs were terrified and quickly transford into their beast forms to block the attack.
But they were swatted aside by the enraged lting Beast.
Ji Nuan gave a wry smile, knowing her short legs couldn’t outrun the small steps of the lting Beast, and saw the huge front limb about to co down on her.
Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into an embrace, and the body beneath her quickly carried her away from the lting Beast.
Feeling the breeze pass by her ear, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but take a deep breath of relief—she was saved.
There were no more Orcs’ figures in the camp; only the enraged lting Beast continued its rampage.
Ji Nuan looked up at the tense-faced Orc, tightly gripping his Beast Skin clothes in front of her.
This whole ordeal truly terrified her.
Xiu Yan brought her to the spot they had arranged with Ya Li, a slope close to the seashore.
The injured Orcs were resting there.
Ya Li was also sitting to the side, breathing heavily.
Seeing Xiu Yan return holding Ji Nuan, the Orcs all heaved a sigh of relief.
Then with shimring eyes, they looked at Xiu Yan—never would they have thought that Xiu Yan could injure such a big fellow.
After Ji Nuan got down, she checked the injured Orcs.
A few of the Orcs had broken arms and legs, while two others had internal injuries and coughed up blood from ti to ti.
Ji Nuan quickly opened the Beast Skin pouch at her waist, taking out a palm-sized porcelain bottle.
She poured out so dicinal powder and had the two Orcs take it.
In no ti, their complexions had already improved, and they were no longer coughing up blood.
While Ji Nuan was doing all this, the tall Orc closely followed behind her.
After treating the two Orcs, Ji Nuan then pulled the Orc behind her aside.
The Orc’s deep eyes stared intently at the little female before him: "From now on, let Ya Li handle the hunting."
Ji Nuan took a step forward and slowly leaned against the Orc’s chest, "Mhm, you need to protect well."
Honestly, she was truly frightened this ti; the lting Beast was too formidable.
If Xiu Yan hadn’t returned in ti today, the mbers of the Tribe might have faced worse than re injuries.
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