Chapter 468 - 467, Burning Pain_1
Xiu Yan no longer continued to toy with Bertel. He caught the fist Bertel threw at him and twisted it backward. He kicked Bertel, who ended up kneeling directly on the ground.
Seeing Ji Nuan approach him step by step, fear suddenly welled up in Bertel’s heart. His previously disastrous encounter with Ji Nuan’s potion had left an indelible fear in him. Now, staring at the bamboo tube Ji Nuan held, he unexpectedly revealed an unnoticed fear. "Ji Nuan, if you do something to me, the Divine Wood Tribe won’t let you go."
Ji Nuan stood in front of Bertel and bent down to look at the pitiful orc. "Bertel, you really overestimate yourself. You repeatedly humiliated the orcs of our Watson Tribe despite our warnings. If I let you go today, all tribes will think that the Watson Tribe is easy to bully."
Having said that, she straightened her back, shaking the bamboo tube in her hand. "Are you curious about what this is? Hehe~"
She laughed lightly, removed the lid of the bamboo tube, and coldly said, "This is a potion I developed. You don’t have to drink it. Just sprinkling a bit on you will make you learn the price of bullying the Watson Tribe."
She chuckled, tilted the bamboo tube in her hand, and let a single drop fall onto Bertel’s body under the watchful eyes of the accusing orcs.
The orcs were startled. So, after all her talking, she only wanted to drop a bit of water on Bertel?
While everyone was guessing the intention of Ji Nuan, Bertel, who was held by Xiu Yan, suddenly felt the droplet slowly penetrate into his beast skin, gradually making his skin moist.
The skin that was touched by the droplet instantly burned like fire. The intense pain spread from the point where the droplet fell, spreading through his entire body.
Bertel’s body became hotter and hotter under the shocked looks of the orcs. His skin seemed as if it was about to catch fire. The feeling of being thrown into a flame made Bertel scream in agony, the sound was unbearably wretched.
Ji Nuan stepped back to Xiu Yan’s side, who let go of Bertel who he had been restraining.
Bertel plunged headfirst into a snowdrift, completely disregarding the orcs around him. The snowdrift started emitting wisps of white steam, demonstrating how high Bertel’s body temperature had risen.
The blazing temperature scorched his body. Bertel frantically started rolling on the snow, the snow pile quickly became a puddle under his touch.
"Oh my god, he’s literally burning to death."
"See that? We’d better avoid provoking the Shaman in the future. We had no idea they had this up their sleeve. If we accidentally anger a Shaman someday, we may not even know how we died."
"Shaman Ji Nuan, Bertel won’t die from this, will he?" Mu Chun asked.
Ji Nuan laughed lightly: "Don’t worry, the effects of this potion will make him endure such burning pain until tonight, of course, if he can last until then."
"Shaman, we have brought the wooden boards."Ji Nuan turned and ignored Bertel, who was rolling in agony on the ground.
She directed the orcs to neatly arrange the wood on the ground. "Be careful, carry the seriously injured tribesmen onto the boards. The uninjured and lightly injured orcs, come and carry our tribesmen back. Be steady, don’t lift those with injured arms or legs."