Chapter 907 - 906: Saved
Eaqur glanced at the number of oncoming beasts, his mouth involuntarily turning bitter.
They now had only 19 Orcs, while it was quite obvious that the enemy had many more than them.
What’s the point of fighting then!
But the Orcs of the Sea Crocodile Clan were not like that; they instantly reacted.
Under Eaqur’s lead, they ran in the direction opposite to the incoming beasts.
The pursuing Orcs saw them fleeing, and after a moment of stunned silence, they were immediately excited.
They howled and chased after them.
The small tribes nearby saw the chasing and fleeing teams and kept their distance.
No one wanted to pick up big trouble.
And it was evident that the large faction pursuing the Sea Crocodile Clan was considered big trouble in the eyes of the native beastmen.
Ji Nuan was cheerfully using her small shovel, mobilizing the Orcs of the tribe to help her gather some very precious and rare herbs.
Meanwhile, Ya Li had already left with Ethal and a small team of the Guard Team.
They were on their way to rendezvous with the Orcs of the Sea Crocodile Clan.
However, the following scene turned their faces pitch black, of course, that was only Ethal’s reaction.
In the forest ahead, a small group of beastmen was seen fleeing in disarray.
Chasing them was a gang of broad and brawny Land BeastmOrcen howling in pursuit.
How could Ethal not recognize his tribesmen with whom he had lived for decades?
He quickly pointed at the disheveled group of Orcs and looked towards Ya Li: "Captain Ya Li, those are my tribesmen. This team is sent from the tribe to scout the situation on land."
Ya Li narrowed his eyes, eying the Land BeastmOrcen who were howling after the Sea Crocodile Orcs.
Suddenly, a cold light shone in his eyes, a cold smile spreading across his lips: "Just as I thought, the bastards from Nacha Tribe, it’s indeed them."
With a whoosh, a shadow flashed, and he transformed into his beast form and charged out.
Ethal was startled and hurried to follow, but was stopped by the Orc beside him.
The Orc smiled at Ethal: "No need to rush, our captain is a high-level evolved beastman. Those Orcs from Nacha Tribe can’t do anything to him, we can take our time."
Eaqur was feeling somewhat desperate by now; they had been chased for a long time.
The speed of their Aquatic Clan in the water was undoubtedly unmatched, but running on land was truly ineffable.
As he saw the pursuing Orcs drawing closer, suddenly, a tribesman beside him was tripped by a vine.
Eaqur was alarmed and quickly stopped to help him up.
But he did not see the panicked looks in the eyes of the other tribesmen because behind them, a sharp beast claw was reaching for Eaqur’s heart.
If this claw struck him, Eaqur feared he would meet the Water God immediately.
Eaqur felt the murderous intent behind him, but it was somewhat late to respond.
All he could do was to push the Orc he was helping toward the others in front and brace for the incoming fatal attack.
But as the seconds ticked by, the expected pain did not arrive.
Suddenly, a series of gasps filled the air around him.
Eaqur couldn’t help but open his eyes, first checking his chest to find no wound, then finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.
The joy of not losing his life brought a smile of relief to his face, and then he looked up at his tribesmen ahead.