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Dagger: Am I dirty?

Ze: Am I craving it?

Chapter 20

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The Ze tribe never expected that they would be so utterly defeated by the Mu tribe.

The duck's left leg was scratched by sharp claws, and the bone was faintly visible.

He finally managed to escape from Maoyun's grasp after much effort.

Ya Huang never imagined that the Ze tribe would be so utterly defeated by the Mu tribe.

Even with the blood of cannibal priests, they had no way of getting the orc warriors of the Wood Tribe to drink it.

Duck Yellow looked at Big Black in despair.

A giant beast.

Why were the Wood Tribe able to make the giant beasts obey them?

If it weren't for this damned beast causing trouble, the Ze tribe would have won long ago!

Big Black swung the giant tree, creating a whooshing sound in the wind.

Goosewood and Frog were exhausted by this time.

"Goosewood, think of something quickly. If this continues, we won't even be able to maintain our beast form."

Frog Four's two hind legs were in excruciating pain; every time it jumped, it had to endure a tearing pain.

Goosewood was gritting his teeth and persevering, but he was helpless.

He has been running since the start of the battle, never daring to stop for a moment.

To stop means to die.

Since becoming an orc, Goosewood has never been as disheveled as he is today.

He didn't even manage to attack the behemoth, not even once.

"Goosewood, are you mute? Answer me!"

Frog Four felt like his legs were about to break, and he wished he could stop right now.

The tree in the giant beast's hand is so big, the pain will only last for a moment, which is better than suffering like this.

Goosewood was too lazy to reply to Frog Four, nor could he answer.

After playing whack-a-mole for a while, Big Black hoisted the giant tree on his shoulder, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the two.

Seizing the moment when Big Black paused, Goosewood shouted to Frog Four, "Run!"

When faced with a life-or-death situation, Frog Four was surprisingly obedient.

Without saying a word, they mustered all their strength and fled for their lives.

When Ya Huang saw Goose Wood rushing towards him, he assumed that Goose Wood had gotten rid of that annoying giant beast.

"Goosewood! Quickly give the people of the Wood Tribe the blood of the cannibal priest!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Goosewood didn't even have time to turn around; his mouth was filled with a strong, metallic taste of blood, and his throat was both sore and dry.

He endured the discomfort and ran while reminding the other members of the Ze tribe.

"Run! Stop fighting!"

Duck's exhilarating mood instantly plummeted to rock bottom. Run?

No, this is escape.

"What are you saying, Goosewood! Orc warriors don't run away in battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ya Huang felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sharp pain.

After the world spun around, Ya Huang's blurry vision seemed to see his own body standing not far away.

It just has a body but no head.

He gripped the dripping blood dagger and coldly glanced at the headless duckling at his feet.

"You can't escape."

Ya Huang realized he was going to die. His eyes widened as he tried to etch the face of his killer into his mind.

But at this point, he could no longer see anything.

He wiped the dagger clean with animal hide, and a hint of warmth finally appeared on his cold, stern face.

Tiger Roar saw that the group from the Ze tribe was trying to escape, and wanted to lead a group to chase after them.

Dahei was also afraid that Shen Nong would scold him and not give him meat because he was playing around and let the two of them run away.

Carrying the giant tree trunk, they looked eager to chase after it.

He spoke up to stop them, saying, "Don't chase after them."

Tiger Roar asked, puzzled, "Why didn't you chase after them and let them escape?"

Then, Tiger Roar, feigning understanding, asked, "Ze, do you still consider them your own tribe? Are you reluctant to part with them..."

I can't bear to see them die...

Ze looked up, his eyes filled with hostility.

The orcs' keen sense of danger made Tiger Roar dare not continue speaking.

He knew that if he continued talking, Ze would definitely not let him off the hook.

“They are injured and have died. If we chase them any further, they will fight us to the death. The priest doesn’t want us to die, so don’t chase them.”

After finishing his sentence, Ze turned and left, eager to see the priest.

Hu Xiaocai didn't believe what Ze said, and he still wanted to chase after him.

Those people were all injured; it would be such a pity to let them escape.

Rabbit Wind hopped over to Tiger Roar, carrying two corpses of Ze tribesmen in his hands. "I'm asking you, did you trade your brains for strength?"

Tiger Roar said with dissatisfaction, "Don't think I don't understand that you're insulting me."

Rabbit Wind ignored his question and instead asked, "Do you still want to go after him?"

"Yes," Tiger Roar readily admitted.

Seeing the corpse of the Ze tribesman in Tu Feng's hand, he frowned and said, "What? Do you believe what Ze said and don't want to chase after them anymore?"

Rabbit Wind expressed himself directly through his actions, walking straight past Tiger Roar, saying, "I am not a believer, I am a believer in the priest."

“The priest never said these things. You’re just afraid of Zeda, so you listen to everything he says.”

With a roar and a slap of its paws, dust billowed up as it glared angrily at Cat Cloud and the others behind it. "Where are you guys?"

Cat Cloud licked its paws and wiped the dirt off its ears. "Tiger Roar, I'm asking you, has the priest ever given his divine artifact to anyone?"

“Yes.” Hu Xiao thought for a moment and said, “Ze used the priest’s artifact to kill two people from the Ze tribe.”

“Throughout the entire tribe, the priests have only ever allowed the use of divine artifacts.” Cat Cloud walked briskly toward the Wood Tribe. “So Rabbit Wind is right.”

If everyone listens to the advice, then the Ze tribe will no longer be pursued.

Hu Xiao had no choice but to give up; he wasn't really stupid enough to chase after it alone.

He followed slowly behind the group, his brows furrowed, looking exactly like a wronged tiger.

He kept thinking to himself why no one listened to him.

...

Shen Nong stared at Ze, who was walking at the front, and noticed that the other's hands were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

Tiger Roar doesn't know the situation, so it's normal for him to think this way.

Shen Nong was surprised that Ze actually understood the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy.

Unexpectedly, Tu Feng and Mao Yun gleaned so much from the fact that he chose the dagger for them.

When Ze led everyone to the front of Shen Nong's cave, Shen Nong had the system turn off the screen.

He only kept Ze and told the others to go back first.

Ze glanced at Tuanzi, who was fast asleep in the priest's cave, then took out the dagger and returned it to Shen Nong.

As Shen Nong looked at the dagger held in Ze's hands, the scene of Ze kissing it unconsciously floated into her mind.

He turned his head away. "Just put it on the stone table."

Ze obediently placed the dagger carefully on the stone table, and then began to explain in detail the battle with the Ze tribe.

Shen Nong had already seen it from the system; it was still a live broadcast.

However, seeing how Ze was trying to prolong his stay in his cave, he found it amusing and let him talk.

After hearing Ze recount eight hundred times how he swiftly and decisively killed the two from the Ze tribe, Shen Nong chose to let her ears rest.

He can recite the entire text he hears from memory.

Shen Nong interrupted Ze, "Did Ya Huang offend you before?"

He paused, a sudden, inexplicable sense of panic rising within him.

He concealed the details of Ya Huang's death during his account, but the priest still sensed something was amiss.

Will the priest blame him?

"Um."

Ze nervously defended himself, saying, "It was he who fed my mother the blood of the cannibalistic sacrificial priests."

Shen Nong noticed that the other person's relaxed hand clenched again, and thought of how Ze Shuo deliberately concealed Ya Huang's death.

I couldn't help but ask, "What are you afraid of?"

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