My beast husband is weak and can't take care of himself

Chapter 51: The Fallen Orcs Reach the Border of the Western Continent

However, Mo Jiushao detected some signal from it.

Lance seemed to be diverting the orcs' reverence for the Beast God.

But thinking of Lance's words, Mo Jiushao was silent for a while, and asked tentatively: "Lance, about the Beast God..."

"Don't say it."

Lance touched her head and said calmly, "Be more respectful."

This indifferent tone didn't match what he said at all. Mo Jiushao blinked and said "Oh".

She recalled Mil's memory. Among other gods' messengers, Lance seemed to be the most powerful one. But why did Lance seem to have no reverence for the gods?

If Mo Jiushao knew that Lance destroyed the temple that existed in the Beast World since the beginning of the world, she might have removed the word "seems". Even if her imagination was a little more open, she would have guessed -

Lance wants to kill God!

However, Lance couldn't do it, because he was just a puppet who inherited the power of God.

He is trying to erode the belief that the Beast God exists on this continent. Only in this way can he have a chance to gain freedom.

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"Liger, how long do you think it will take for those fallen beastmen to arrive?"

A snake orc was entangled in a tall tree, looking down at the Death Continent in the distance, which was clearly separated from the Western Continent.

The other orcs also found a place to stop and rest.

The dominant group of people are several orcs from the Lion Clan, not only because they are from the leader's clan, but also because their ability levels are all above the Green level.

This is the boundary between the Western Continent and the Death Continent. Here, there is a group of orcs stationed on the border. They are the bravest orcs from all tribes.

And now here is a team of more than a dozen orcs. Their prototypes include lion, snake, leopard and tiger. They are the most powerful team guarding the border.

Liger, a muscular lion orc, sat on a raised tree root and said in a rough voice, "No matter when they arrive. We will set off when they arrive, and go on patrol soon after they arrive."

A slightly shorter tiger orc beside him was chewing on some dried meat, grinning, "You said, the females among these fallen orcs... Um, Bao Zhen, are you sick in the head?"

"Put away your thoughts!" Bao Zhen wiped his hands, stuffed the dried meat back into the tiger orc's mouth, and warned: "The priest said that we must send them to Arielian safely. If you mess around, don't blame me for being merciless."

When the tiger orc heard this, he immediately put away his thoughts and said vaguely: "It's because there is no female here. I'm almost going crazy."

The other orcs did not react to his words.

Those who can come here are the bravest orcs from all ethnic groups in the tribe. Guarding the honor of the tribe is the most important thing in their hearts.

and--

The snake orc who spoke first rolled his eyes and said, "You don't care about your dignity when you say that? Don't think we don't know that the territory we patrol overlaps with the tiger territory. You often go to the black cave in the tiger territory."

"What's wrong?" Hu Qi snorted in dissatisfaction: "Can't people relax just yet?"

The snake swam around the tree trunk and slowly climbed up, not bothering to argue with him.

This group of people only need to guard the border for five cold waves before they can return to Arielia. After returning to the tribe, they can get a generous reward according to the regulations, and the tribe will also arrange females for them to continue their bloodline. If they perform well, they can even become guards of the priest's guard team.

But looking at Hu Qi's lazy and slacking attitude, he can only dream of nothing!

Suddenly, She Qing caught a glimpse of smoke and dust rising somewhere in the Death Continent, and the light was dim. He said, "Here they come!"

As they got closer and closer to the border of the Western Continent, the Fallen Orcs of the Continent of Death became more and more nervous.

In the past, some of their tribesmen had thought about hunting secretly in the Western Continent, but they were ruthlessly driven away.

This time, Lord Mil said that they could go to live in the Western Continent.

There was no food to eat on the Continent of Death, but instead there were many ferocious beasts. They brought their families with them and suffered heavy casualties on this journey. They paid a terrible price.

Originally there were about a thousand tribesmen, but now there are only about nine hundred left.

The only cub in the entire tribe - Xing, he is a fox cub.

He lay on the black wolf leader's back and secretly wiped his eyes.

Don’t cry and don’t cause trouble for everyone!

Yao naturally felt the cub's tears.

This trip to the Western Continent was out of necessity, and it was their only hope to survive.

Before long, the aura belonging to the strange orcs became stronger and stronger.

Yao, who was leading his clansmen, was in a state of great tension. Before he could prepare himself mentally, the Western Continent appeared before his eyes.

All the fallen orcs in the Death Continent stood there in a daze.

Xing looked at the vibrant green in front of him in shock, raised his upper body, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Wow——"

"So beautiful! Really beautiful!"

“That grass looks delicious!”

"So lovely!"

Compared to the tribesmen who were lamenting about the environment of the Western Continent, Yao and several male orcs who often went hunting outside all turned their attention to the lion and tiger group.

Lions and tigers were also shocked by the appearance of the fallen beastmen who were all in animal form.

Although they knew that the orcs in the Death Continent would not have a good life, they were still horrified when they saw their beast forms, all of them were covered in wounds and emaciated.

So much so that when he heard their words, his expression was complicated.

Under Yao's vigilant eyes, Sheqing, the cheerful member of the team, slid down the tree and put on a self-proclaimed kind smile: "Welcome to the Western Continent."

No one responded.

Only Xing on Yao's body was curiously staring at the snake tail on his lower body. He secretly asked in a low voice: "Yao, that orc... He is just like my mother, he only has a tail and no legs!"

She Qing's expression froze.

Hearing this, Yao hurriedly threw Xing to his tribesmen and looked at She Qing vigilantly, fearing that he would hurt the cubs.

The other fallen orcs also looked at Lion and Tiger in fear.

Baozhen walked out, looked at the leading black wolf, and asked, "Are you their leader?"

"Correct!"

Yao crouched down, baring his teeth in an attacking posture: "What do you want to do?"

Bao Zhen narrowed his eyes, swung his tail gracefully, and said speechlessly: "Aren't you here to join the Tide Tribe? Of course we are here to pick you up."

"Pick us up?"

"Our high priest asked us to escort you to Arielya."

Bao Zhen explained, then turned his back to them and waved his hand: "Come on, let's go to our base to rest first."

A dozen or so orcs didn't wait for their answer, but transformed into beast forms and rushed towards the base.

Yao looked at their backs, slowly stood up, and let out a wolf howl with a heavy heart.

【Follow them! 】

All the fallen orcs looked reluctantly at the place where they had lived for generations, and then followed the orcs of the Tide Tribe.

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In the open space in front of the cave, there were several large pots placed on the fire, with large slices of meat cooking in them, and steam rising from them.

For a moment, the fallen orcs were all huddled together tightly, drooling unconsciously from their mouths. Some of the orcs took a sneak peek, unable to bear the greed, and lowered their heads to nibble on the tender grass on the ground.

The lions and tigers had no time to pay attention to what those fallen orcs were doing.

The "ferocious" lion-tiger stirred the pot with a spatula, frowned and shouted towards the cave: "Tiger, quickly bring out the flour for me."

"It's such a waste to give them these things to eat!"

Hu Qi carried the animal skin bag and reluctantly poured the flour into several large stone pots where broth was boiling.

Baozhen pushed him away and sneered: "Look, can they travel like that?"

Hu Qi glanced at the group of fallen orcs, frowned, then snorted, walked towards the cave, and then carried out the food.

She Qing didn't know how to cook. He twisted his waist and approached the only cub in their tribe under the cannibalistic gazes of a group of fallen orcs.

He took out a piece of jerky and hooked his fingers: "Little guy, come here, I'll give you some jerky!"

Looking at the piece of beautifully colored jerky, Xing swallowed his saliva, but before the tribesmen around him could remind him, Xing turned his head and pointed at him with the back of his head: "No... I don't want it. If you take other people's things casually, you will be eaten by monsters."

Looking at this little cub with a human form but covered in orange fur, She Qing: ...

Who is the monster?