"What was that?!"
The high orc wasn't the only one who had heard the hiss, which, without a doubt, sounded like that of a python. The rest of his subordinates had also heard it and instantly stiffened up, looking around with wariness in their eyes.
The high orc, distracted by the strange sound, withdrew his staff instinctively. At that split second, Nox had already moved from his spot, heading deeper into the battle zone.
When the high orc saw this, his expression turned ugly. This was his chance—his chance to end this threat once and for all before it beca a much more troubleso headache in the near future.
I need him to stay still to cast the curse, the orc thought bitterly. It's all because of that sound... where is it?
The high orc glanced around, but everything seed still. The blades of grass fluttered softly, and tiny beasts moved under the bushes, but apart from that, there was nothing suspicious.
The frown on the high orc's face deepened, and a part of him couldn't help but ponder if he had been hearing things due to his nervousness.
But he was not the only one who had heard the sound. It was impossible for all the orcs to hear the sa sound simultaneously just because of nervousness.
C-Crack!
All of a sudden, a sickening crunch echoed around their hidden hideout, attracting the attention of everyone present. The high orc broke out of his train of thought, his head swiveling in the direction of the sound so swiftly that one might think he would break his neck.
And when they saw the source of the sound, an involuntary shiver passed through the spines of the weaker orcs present. They flinched back, their eyes reflecting a great deal of terror.
Right there, before their astonished eyes, they could see that one of the orcs had wide, bloodshot eyes and an extrely rigid posture, as if he was afraid to move even the slightest fiber of his muscles. The eyes of the other orcs moved down slightly, and they noticed a python with gleaming blue scales that shimred under the glare of the sun, coiled around the orc in what could only be described as a chokehold.
G-Get it off ! Soone, please get it off! the orc cursed in his heart as he looked at the python, whose eyes were locked onto his, its forked tongue flickering nacingly. This sight caused the orc to piss himself.
[Ewww, disgusting creature...]
Naturally, this python was Solora, the Baby Blue Python, and at this mont, she felt irritated at the orc.
"It's powerful! Be on guard!" the high orc thundered in a booming voice to his subordinates, who held their weapons, pointing them at Solora in a defensive posture. Despite Solora being only at the interdiate rank, the high orc didn't want to take any chances with her.
For so reason, he could tell that the python was linked to the boy with eyes as dark as the deepest night. The high orc had witnessed how terrifying the monsters under Nox's control were, so he didn't doubt the python even one bit.
[Oi, just now... were you planning to attack my master?] Solora demanded in a fierce, chilling tone, her slit-like eyes narrowing at the high orc, who could perfectly understand her.
Unlike humans, all monsters could understand each other without a hiccup.
"It was ," the high orc responded, his fingers gripping his staff tightly.
What set the high orcs apart from normal orcs were three things. First, their height, which was comparable to that of an adult human male.
Secondly, their strength. High orcs had the potential to be as strong as an expert-ranked Awakened, while mundane orcs could only attain a certain level of strength before hitting a bottleneck.
And lastly, their intelligence and pride. Yep, high orcs were extrely intelligent; hence, they were usually made the leaders of groups of orcs.
However, orcs had one fatal weakness—and that was their pride.
[So I didn't sense wrong...] Solora's usually playful voice grew colder.
"If I don't stop him, he will kill all the monsters here. When that happens, we'll have to migrate again in search of another territory populated with monsters. The monsters are our lifeblood, and I'll be damned if I stand back and watch a selfish human massacre all of them!" the high orc spat, every word laced with anger.
"Do you know how difficult it was for us to find this place?! Do you know how difficult it was to make the monsters turn against each other?!"
Hmm... So they're the reason the monsters were fighting each other. How did they do it? Did they use sothing similar to that flaming order during the monster outbreak? Nox mumbled to himself.
Right now, he was casually seated on a hill, his feet dangling in the air as he watched the Supre Spirit Wolf easily kill the confused monsters.
Though he was present here in reality, Nox's attention wasn't truly here. He was actually looking through Solora's eyes at the group of orcs, thanks to the skill Astral Vision.
Nox was slightly intrigued, excited, and curious about these orcs, as this was the first ti he had encountered this race, which shared a great deal of similarities with normal beasts. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire
A part of him wanted to rush over, but he had decided to stand back and watch instead. Solora was the youngest among his pets, and she was still immature. Nox wanted to see just how long she could fare against the orcs.
He had upgraded all her skills to Ultimate Tier Rank back at Valhalla, and now he wanted to see how she would utilize them.
"But..." Nox whispered, his eyes narrowing as he focused all his attention on the high orc—specifically, its staff.
That staff wasn't any ordinary staff. Even though he was not physically present, he could sense the aura and boundless power it emitted.
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