Chapter 846 - 845, Becoming Indifferent
The remaining Orcs, seeing that Dubi didn’t stop those who were leaving, exchanged glances and then all threw down their weapons and ran out of the cave.
The last Guard Orc, as he ran past Dubi, was grabbed by the arm.
Without a word, the Orc fell to his knees, his features crumpling together as he almost cried, "Everyone has run away, why did you only stop me~"
This dramatic act almost broke Dubi’s sinister facade, his lips twitched as he looked down at the crying Orc, "Who was it that threw my mate and cub into the mud pit yesterday?"
The Orc, upon hearing this, was overjoyed, seeing it as a great opportunity to redeem himself.
His arm stretched out incredibly fast, pointing at the two on the fringes of Ola’s group, "Those two, they were always running errands because they weren’t favored by the Clan Leader due to their looks."
Having gotten the information he wanted, Dubi couldn’t bear to look at the Orc any longer and quickly waved his hand, "You better leave now."
I really don’t want to see you at all.
The Orc, overjoyed, disappeared into the cave in a "nimble" manner.
Using both hands and feet, he managed to run out of the cave with a grace that belied his Orc form.
At this moment, the two Orcs on the edge completely darkened their faces, their already small hearts shrinking several sizes from fright.
But unlike those Guard Orcs, who were just ordinary tribespeople,
they were Ola’s mates and, regardless of whether Ola liked them or not, they couldn’t just abandon her in danger.
"Dubi, Ola is the Clan Leader, and she’s female, you can’t kill her!" One of the Orcs gathered his courage and yelled towards Dubi.
Dubi just sneered cruelly, his figure flashed next to the two Orcs.
Without any time to react, they just felt a chill on their necks, the last thing they saw was the sight of Ola turning and running away.
Ola and her other mates took advantage of Dubi killing the two Orcs to make a break from the cave.
Outside the cave, Orcs from the Tribe who had heard the news had already gathered, with Otto standing at the forefront of the crowd.
Looking at Dubi, whose palm was soaked with fresh blood, his expression extremely grim.
Dubi didn’t care about the looks he was getting from the tribespeople but stared straight at Ola, who was hiding behind the other Orcs.
"Come out, Ola, if you could kill my innocent mate and cub, then don’t tell me that you can’t kill because you’re female."
Dubi’s voice was chillingly cold.
"I am the Clan Leader, I am still the leader of this Tribe."
She looked around at the tribespeople, "Are you just going to watch Dubi kill me, when I am your Clan Leader?"
She screamed desperately.
But the surrounding Orcs were just ordinary, non-evolved Orcs, and a few of them were no match for Dubi.
All they could do was to look away when Ola looked over.
Ola’s heart sank bit by bit.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this!
When her Father was the Clan Leader, the entire Tribe would come together in times of danger.
When she was a child and nearly fell into the black mud, many Orcs came together to rescue her.
Why had the tribespeople become so indifferent now?
Now that she was about to be killed by an evolved Orc of the Tribe, they all chose to back away?