Chapter 1377 - 1376: The Shaman of the Red Mountain Tribe
He turned to look at the Clan Leader standing at the cave entrance: "Gather all the tribe members on the open ground."
The Clan Leader glanced at them, nodded, and left. Norz and Casa followed him out. There were too many tribe members, and with their help, it would be faster.
The Ancient Wood Forest was like this, and the other forests weren’t much better. The tribes that were quick had already organized their members into the caves, shivering as they felt the wrath of nature. Such disasters left them at a loss.
On the same path, the group of orcs with beards also felt the ground shaking. By this time, they had already found where Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan were located.
The blood traces left by the little furball during hunting had not been cleaned up, and the scent of blood still lingered there.
The group of orcs felt the tremors under their feet, their bodies swaying unsteadily, stumbling to the edge of the beach at last.
But when they saw the two orcs calmly eating meat on a beast skin mat on the sand, the orcs fell silent... Was everyone on the same land?
Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan also saw the group of orcs with beards. She had a deep impression of the orc with a full beard: "Why are you here?"
The bearded man quickly stepped forward when Ji Nuan spoke to him: "Shaman, in fact, after you left, we went looking for you. We didn’t expect that you hadn’t gone to the place I said was the Red Sea, so we came back from there."
Having said that, he turned to a middle-aged orc behind him: "This is the Shaman of our tribe. We heard you have traveled here, and wanted to meet you, so we came."
The middle-aged orc stepped forward, his face forced a smile: "Hello, I am the Shaman of the Red Mountain Tribe."
As he spoke, his body swayed as he tried to maintain his balance.
Ji Nuan stood up with a smile: "Hello, you can just call me Shaman Ji Nuan."
Having said that, Ji Nuan pointed to the beach: "Why don’t we sit down and talk? This shaking will take a while to pass; it’s uncomfortable to keep standing."
Watching them sway back and forth, Ji Nuan felt dizzy.
"Shaman Ji Nuan doesn’t seem too worried about this situation?" The Shaman of the Red Mountain Tribe, looking at Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan’s relaxed demeanor, couldn’t help but ask.
Ji Nuan nodded: "Because we experienced this kind of situation on this continent a few years ago. Such tremors are quite common. With the collapse of several mountain peaks, the tremors will intensify, and many mountain ranges will collapse."
She then looked at the Shaman of the Red Mountain Tribe: "Just a reminder, Shaman, during such disasters, the most dangerous place is in the caves because we’ve grown accustomed to hiding in caves when there’s danger, but they too can collapse."
The eyes of the Red Mountain Shaman instantly narrowed, his lips turning somewhat pale.
He recalled past situations in the tribe, where everyone would immediately hide in the caves during tremors.
Including himself...
"Shaman didn’t know this; we only found out after that disaster, that all the tribe members who lived in tents survived, but those in the caves... alas..."
As Ji Nuan spoke, a few crocodile tears fell from her eyes.
Beside her, Xiu Yan couldn’t help but turn away, grabbing the little furball chewing on beast meat at the side, giving its fur a firm ruffle. His little mate sure knew how to act.