The centaur girl suppressed her anxiety and concern for Goron and left with her tribe members. When she stepped out her four hooves and passed by Goron, a small leather bag fell at Goron's feet...

The centaur raiders came and went like the wind, and in an instant they left nowhere. In the vast open space, only the lonely ogre was left. No, they should be this "human" little boy.

Ge Long stood there silent for a long time, and suddenly he screamed to the sky. He screamed for a long time, as if he wanted to completely dissipate the stuffiness in his chest and the haze suppressed in his heart until his throat could no longer make any sound. Ge Long finally fell to the ground and burst into tears...

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"Mom...Hakullily...and...father...as surely, the bodies of them were not found here..."

Geron checked everyone's corpses again, and at the same time he was also the final farewell to these tribesmen. Many ogre warriors have become unrecognizable and cannot recognize their identities, but at least it is certain that there are no giant demons Lafana and Hakulily here. In fact, Geron also vaguely knew that they should not be in danger of their lives now, after all, the value of giant demons... is incalculable at all.

Ogres do not have the habit of dealing with corpses of tribes. In their opinion, when they live, they treat other guys as food. If they die, they will use other creatures as food. It doesn’t matter if they eat worms, jackals, wild dogs, eat worms, and it’s natural and fair. If a clan dies, they just need to throw them wherever they want. Of course, this custom is one of the barbaric actions of ogres who are criticized by other intelligent races.

Goron knew the value of the giant demon Lafana in the eyes of humans, and Hakulily was a unique double-headed alien ogre. The possibility of them being captured was extremely high. It is normal not to find their bodies, but strangely, he did not find his father, the corpse of the human viscount named Dominico Cristia Tabris von Huven.

Of course, it is also possible that he was hiding in the cave and burned nothing left... After all, in the eyes of any attacker, a human slave in the ogre nest will not have any value, let alone a human slave with mental problems and uselessness. In the case of last night, Viscount Hugwen's chance of survival was almost zero.

Geron didn't know what happened when he was trapped in the cave and was unconscious, and he didn't know where his mother and younger brother and sister were taken. These are all problems he needed to figure out as soon as possible.

Finally, he took a look at the place where he was born and grew up, this beautiful coastal village, and then Goron turned around and had no more memories. Now he had nothing but the leather bag that Yalta secretly left for him. The attackers looted the Black Hand tribe like the most greedy jackals, and they took almost everything except the shabby equipment and the special ingredients of the ogre warriors.

The leather bag left for Goron by Centaur Mayalta is filled with a few pieces of dried meat and air-dried fruits, a pair of simple wrist guards made of snake skin, a rough witch /// poison mask, and a few pieces of debris. It is obvious that this is the luggage carried by the Centaur girl. Although there is nothing special, the food is always useful. The wrist guards are roughly made, the leather is fresh, and many details are not available to be processed. Obviously, they are just one.

It has a semi-finished equipment, but Ge Long suspected that it was made of the snake skin of the lower body of the beautiful snake. The unique green scales are very rare after all. As for the wood-carved witch/// poison mask, it is a war equipment often used by many ancient tribal warriors in the jungle. The hideous and wildness are its style. Both goblins and trolls like to use this mask, but there is nothing special except that it can scare the cowards.

It was obviously not enough to rely on these things alone to leave the forest to find the lost tribe. Ge Long slowly walked towards the edge of the cliff and dug out a small package made of savage skin in a carefully concealed place, which contained some small things he collected a long time ago...

Almost every boy has his own "dream" and "secret treasures" that only he knows. Goron is no exception, and what he secretly hides are not the priceless gold, silver and gems in the ogre warehouse, or some epic equipment, and high-level magic scrolls. The things hidden in the savage skin bag are just a set of clothes that match his figure, clothes that are of human style, as well as several general gold coins and books.

Secretly sneaking into human society, traveling and exploring in the vast and profound world outside, finding the most exciting story, and becoming the real protagonist of the story... This has always been the crazy fantasy that Ge Long pressed down on the deepest part of his heart, but it was also a plan that was almost impossible to implement... The Black Hand tribe cannot live without Ge Long, and Ge Long also cannot live without his own home and his relatives, not to mention that even Ge Long grew up in the jungle, he knew what the end of an ogre without power would be in the outside world. Even the arena and slave mines would not have room for him to survive. After all, no race on the mainland is more notorious than the ogre.

Geron originally thought that he might never use these things he prepared to get into human society in his life, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy in this situation. This is really a great irony. Moreover, the biggest problem that has been plaguing Geron before, his ogre's unique blue skin and the conical short horn on his forehead were also solved by the humanized potion of the old witch doctor...

Looking for a pool, Ge Long carefully washed the stains on his body. His appearance was clearly reflected in the water at this time. Ge Long could hardly recognize it. The guy in the water, who looked beautiful, red and white, and at first glance, almost like a human girl, would be himself, and a real black-handed ogre.

After being transformed into humans by the potion, Goron's original blue skin had become the most common white skin of the human race. His originally not strong figure seemed to be much thinner, and he looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human boy. Even the originally bare ogre's head grew short sea blue hair about an inch long overnight, and the conical short corner on the top of his head seemed to have completely shrunk into his head, and there was no trace at all.

After that night, Goron now seemed to have become much gloomy. Except for the last emotional outbreak before, he had no excessively intense emotional fluctuations. There was only a lonely wood on his pale face.

The clothes prepared by Golon were originally the son of a wealthy man. Although the style was simple, the workmanship was exquisite, the fabric was comfortable, and it was very durable. After cleaning, it was carefully preserved by Golon, although he himself didn't know if he would have a day to use these things.

After moving his hands, Golong began to wear it. This was the first time he was wearing human clothes. Fortunately, it was not difficult for him. He took off his simple grass skirt and tossed at the mirror-like pool for a while. The former son of the ogre has now become a rich young man who can be seen everywhere in the sea stone harbor.

But Goron had no time to examine his new self, because he didn't know when an adult hunchbacked wolf had appeared directly in front of him, a small pool less than five meters wide away from him.

The tropical rainforest of Haishi Harbor has never been a safe place. Even if we put aside the countless dangerous predatory intelligent races such as ogres, centaurs, werewolves, trolls, wild goblins that live in the forest, there are also wild beasts that are hungry every moment, or even monsters that travel through it. Even those seemingly safe plants, there are also giant human-eating flowers, animal hunting grass, ghosts and other deadly objects hidden in the dense forest grass. Goron, who has fallen alone, has the first danger that he has to face is not the enemy of the genocide, but the rainforest where he was born and grew up.

Although Goron is a member of the ogre tribe who is powerful in the Dota Continent, he is naturally thin and an absolute non-combatant. Goron and the ogre kid who are only half of him in the tribe cannot beat it. So Goron usually will not leave the village too far, nor will he rashly go to a strange unexplored area. Even if he wants to go to a dangerous area, there will always be Hakulili, Chopper or other ogre warriors accompanying him. But now, Goron has neither powerful blood relatives nor reliable warriors around him, and he does not even have a decent weapon in his hand.

If it were the former Goron, he might have been trembling with nervousness and racked his brains to find a way to escape, but when he had lost everything and even his life no longer belonged to him, Goron was not afraid of anything...

Facing an adult head wolf as big as a calf, Goron did not turn around and escape, did not look for a tree trunk that could be climbed. Facing an opponent he could not defeat, Goron just lowered his body and clenched his fists...

He wants to fight.

The head wolf was also very confused. He was obviously just a seemingly weak human cub in front of him. He told him this way whether it was the image he saw in his eyes or the smell he smelled on his nose. But for some reason, the head wolf always felt that he was facing one of the existences he could never mess with in this rainforest. He was standing at his higher level in the food chain, an ogre.

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Chapter completed!