Chapter 1050 - 1049: Nothing Found
And at this moment, Xiu Yan was also leading a team of Orcs in another forest, capturing wild beasts alive.
Behind them, the Orcs were either carrying on their backs or lifting, already two Long-eared Beasts, one Yellow Sheep Beast, and one Green Bull Beast.
There are also several Orcs who carry dead prey on their backs, all of which died accidentally due to excessive force during hunting.
Suddenly, the Orc running at the forefront sneezed violently, stumbled, and nearly fell face forward.
Rubbing his still slightly itchy nose, Xiu Yan’s deep eyes grew even more intense.
In Dog Cliff, could it be that this guy was badmouthing him there?
Before this thought could fully traverse his mind, the eyes of the Orcs turned cold; with a sweep of his claws, the left-side bushes seemed to be slashed by some sharp weapon, instantly shortened.
Seeing Xiu Yan’s reaction, the surrounding Orcs, without a word, encircled that patch of bushes.
But the slashed bushes were empty, devoid of anything.
One careful Orc stepped forward to inspect closely, and after a long while, he returned to Xiu Yan’s side: "No discoveries, the scent is clean."
Xiu Yan pursed his lips, his muscular legs moving towards the bushes.
Apart from the cut grass and broken branches he slashed, there truly was nothing.
However, Xiu Yan straightened up and surveyed his surroundings, his expression gaining a trace of solemnity.
"Instruct our tribe to stay alert and be ready for battle."
His cold voice reached the ears of nearby Orcs, who instantly tensed their nerves, becoming vigilant.
Even the Orc who had just told him there was no problem tightened his grip on the long knife.
Thinking Xiu Yan would give further instructions, the Orcs did not expect him to continue walking forward, though puzzled, they did not speak and followed behind him.
Long after they had left, several hundred meters away from that bush, under a large tree, something seemed to be pushing up from beneath the ground, forming a two-meter-square bulge.
Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from beneath the ground, the surrounding insects and birds scattered, a scene all too familiar, exactly like the spot where Xiu Yan had slashed the bushes earlier.
A sharp claw jutted from the bulge, and soon after, a gigantic Pangolin burst from the ground.
While its appearance was somewhat dopey and cute, the heavy oppressive aura and sharp eyes of this large Pangolin demanded respect from any Beast that saw it.
"Shaman, it’s safe to come out now." A hoarse voice emerged from the Pangolin’s mouth, and then, this Pangolin transformed into a towering, muscular Orc standing over two meters tall.
The appearance of the Orc was exceedingly ordinary, nothing special compared to other Orcs of Beast World Continent, but a small mountain-like black totem painted under his left eye added a hint of mystery to his overall aura.
Shortly after he spoke, a somewhat slender Orc youth crawled out of the hole he emerged from, his face flushed, taking a deep breath as he exited: "Oh my, I was about to suffocate, why did we run so fast, is there any danger you can’t handle?"
The youthful Orc’s puzzled gaze fell on the first Orc who came out, his eyes clear.
The Orc’s lips moved slightly, and after a long struggle, he reluctantly uttered two words: "Danger."