Chen Zhen kept saying: "Chief, I'll tell you a story! There was an orc princess who trusted her uncle very much, but his uncle had long become the servant of the Dark Moon Demon Dragon. On a dark and windy night, the princess's uncle designed to capture the secret and handed over the princess to the Immortal Kingdom!"

"The princess escaped for life and was saved by a human lord. Before the human lord came, she asked the princess to cover her appearance first, just to see the true face of this kind uncle!"

"I've seen it clearly now, I'm so shameless!"

When the chief elder heard this, the human boy actually told the truth in a nonsense! He was so angry that he pointed at Chen Zhen and said, "Hurry up, chop him into meat paste! Cut off his head!"

"Slow down—!!!"

A loud roar made the chief elder tremble all over. The two werewolves pressing Chen Zhen were at a loss, and the tent was filled with silence.

Old Dean had a confident smile on his face, but the chief's eyes were not on Old Dean, but on the mysterious figure in the hood.

The chief slowly stretched out a hand and reached out to the mysterious hood and said, "Olia... is it you? Is it really you?" Oria's eyes turned red, and she slowly took off her hood. The orc generals who saw the princess' true face were exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, they looked at the chief elder beside the chief and the two undead messengers sitting in the guest seat.

The two undead messengers couldn't sit still and stood up to take the scroll from their arms. However, the two spirit ape heroes fell from the sky, one by one, and one beat them out. The teleportation scroll in their hands also flew far away and landed at the feet of the chief elder.

The chief twisted his body stiffly, stared at his brother, and asked sadly, "Is it really you who did it?"

"We are seventeen brothers, and fifteen of us died due to the battle for the throne. Now we are the only two of you and my brothers. Brother, do you answer me, did you really do it?!"

The chief elder took off his robe, showed his strong muscles, smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "So what..."

"My father only likes his youngest son. I know that fighting with you will inevitably die without a burial place. Therefore, he has always been willing to assist you. Do you think I will be willing to do so?" The chief elder pulled out two axes from his waist and said, "Do you know how I survived these years?"

"I am about to succeed, and I am about to become the chief of the orc tribe, and the leader of the entire tribe comes to pay tribute!"

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing to give up until now!"

After saying that, the chief elder rushed towards the chief with his axe. The chief sighed and without hesitation, he drew out his long sword and met. The two men with the highest status in the entire orc tribe started to kill each other.

No one came up to persuade the fight, and no one went to protect their chief. This is the rule of the orc tribe.

Both of these brothers want to weaken this matter into a personal grudge, and personal grudges must be determined by a duel.

Two big green-skinned brothers killed the sky and the earth near the throne of the big tent, and blood splattered everywhere. Chen Zhen sighed and thought to himself: Another tragedy caused by the dispute over the throne...

This is true for forest elves, and the orc tribes. The king of Ruoji Kingdom is still very young, but he will eventually grow old one day. Chen Zhen feels that Li Fugui will not be proud of him for a few days. When he grows older, his descendants will kill each other for the unique throne, life and death.

After seeing so many, Chen Zhen became even more determined. It was too troublesome to be a dragon lord. It would be more relaxing to be a dragon slaying lord.

The chief elder failed to hold on for long, and was stabbed into the vital point by the chief's sword.

The Great Chief is the Great Chief after all. In terms of force, he must be the strongest man in the entire tribe to become the Great Chief. This is the rule of the Orc tribe.

Therefore, his brother could not be his opponent at all. The chief elder's blood had flowed out and his breath was weak. At the last moment, he threw away the axe, and tears also appeared in the chief's eyes, and he inserted the sword back into the scabbard.

He squatted in front of his brother, bursting into tears, and choking speechlessly.

"My brother... in the future, you will be the only one left..." The Chief Elder was about to die, and his words were also mourning: "That must be very lonely... just like my father did back then..."

"This is the best ending. In fact, I was confused for a while when I was investing in the Dark Moon Demon Dragon..."

"I regret countless nights. If I could assist you until you die or until I die... what a great thing... Fortunately, my niece Olia is safe and sound, and I can be considered dead... My brother, I will give my blood and sacrifice the flag... The person who really killed me is not you, but the immortal kingdom..."

After saying that, the Chief Elder's hand drooped weakly.

The blood of the chief elder has dried up, how can he sacrifice the flag? The chief picked up his brother and said to all the orc generals in the tent: "Part the same hatred against the enemy! Avenge the elder!"

"Part with the same hatred of the enemy and avenge the elders!" All the generals shouted in unison.

The orcs' roar was huge and deafening. This momentum was simply unmatched. Chen Zhen thought that this chief was really good at using dead people. After going back and forth, he really made the orc tribe aggrieved the same enemy. He was really skillful.

After roaring, the chief's gaze shot hard at Chen Zhen. Chen Zhen was stared at by that gaze and quickly pursed his lips, as if he had done something bad.

Around her, Oria quickly stood up and shouted to the chieftain: "Father, it's nothing to do with Chen Zhen!"

"In order to save me, he sacrificed thousands of people! He blocked the attack of the 10,000 undead army. Otherwise, I would never have come to see you alive!"

Oria deliberately exaggerated a little because she knew that her father could not believe that a human lord could repel ten thousand attacks with a thousand people. This seemed a little more real. When the chief heard this, his expression indeed eased a lot.

This big man, who was exploding in blood, wanted to accommodate his brother's anger and death to Chen Zhen, but when he heard that Chen Zhen used thousands of troops to repel the army of 10,000 undead tribes, the idea was dispelled.

The Beast Tribe has always respected the strong. Although Chen Zhen’s record is not worthy of the respect of the chief, it is already an amazing record for the human race.

In addition, Chen Zhen was so young, the chief felt a sense of cherishing talent.

His thick finger pointed at Chen Zhen and said, "Boy, you leave the Kingdom of Ruoji and join my orc tribe, and you will never die."
Chapter completed!