Chapter 1056 - 1055, Dead
Tuya looked palely at the orc dying in agony before her, her limbs shaking uncontrollably as her fingers clutched onto the blue-haired orc’s hand as if embedding into his flesh.
"Dead... dead..." She murmured, her face one of disbelief.
Harry gave her a mocking look: "Still want to eat? Don’t you have another orc by your side?"
The young orc’s clear voice entered her ears, snapping Tuya out of the shock from the orc’s gruesome death.
Yet this time, she didn’t say anything, just pursed her lips and shrank back, hiding behind the blue-haired orc.
Truth be told, it wasn’t that she had never seen an orc die before.
On the contrary, as the clan leader’s child, with so many slave beasts at home, she had personally tormented several orcs and females to death.
But this orc was different; he could be said to be her future mate, and this was also the first time she had witnessed such a tragic death.
The orc’s body looked as if all the moisture had been sucked out of it, and the previously robust and tall body was now only covered with a layer of dark red-black skin.
His face and four limbs twisted grotesquely, displaying the immense pain he had endured.
After such a horrifying event, even the beasts dared not easily step into this fiery red fruit forest.
They could only find a place in the forest to set up camp and wait to see if they could meet any native tribes going to the big trade convention deep in the forest.
Maybe from them, there could be a way to traverse through this terrifying fruit forest.
"It’s been two days already, and no tribe has come by. How long should we wait?" Tuya complained discontentedly.
The blue-haired orc walked over to her with a yellow fruit in his hand, handed her the fruit and said gently, "The shaman is here; they will think of something. Don’t worry; the little female should just stay happy."
The orc’s words and the fruit he handed over seemed to cheer Tuya up a bit, and she also didn’t dare to impulsively snap at the orc anymore.
Of the two orcs that had followed her, only one remained now; Tuya’s temper over the past few days had certainly mellowed a lot.
"Otto, do you think the tribe in this forest might have gone up the Beast God Mountain some other way?" Harry was also unsure now.
Otto shook his head: "I’m not very sure, but logically speaking, it’s not likely. I checked yesterday; if they were to attend the big trade convention, they would have to go through this Red Fruit Forest, otherwise they’d have to take another route through some other mountain forest."
With that, he too frowned, wondering if those orcs had really detoured through another mountain forest.
"Let’s wait two more days. If no tribe comes by then, we’ll change route and head up Beast God Mountain via another mountain forest."
Upon hearing this, Harry frowned: "But then we would miss the trading of the Beast God Fruit."
Otto glanced at him: "They won’t trade it with you."
Harry was startled and then understood what Otto meant.
Right, they were orcs from another continent. The local orc tribes might not know, but the Divine Wood Tree people definitely did; they wouldn’t trade the Beast God Fruit of the Beast World Continent with them.
Thus, they waited another two days.
And on the third day’s early morning, Tuya started stirring up trouble again, claiming her stomach hurt and insisting on eating wild greens.