There is a witch doctor in the tribe who can cure the Shenmu Tree Terran, can make friends with several large tribes, and has precious items that can be exchanged with the Divine Tree Terran for the Beast God Fruit.

What do we have?

Can you take people to heaven? Or take someone to the sea?

At most, just jump on the ground a few times, it's not okay if you are still ambitious, do this today, do that tomorrow.

There are only a few beast god fruits in the tribe, two of which were eaten by you, and one by your cub's mate.

That orc is still a fart with a cold, and the beast god fruit has been wrapped in your own beast, and now that something has happened, he has come to us to vent his anger, he~

Do you really think we're all bullies?

Although he didn't want to admit it, when facing Naqura, Garner found that he was still a good bully...

Looking at the sky outside the cave, Garner sighed silently.

It's not that I don't stand up, it's that the opponent is too good.

"Patriarch, now that something like this has happened, let's go back to the tribe first."

A middle-aged orc sitting to Nakula's right spoke.

This orc is a beast that has always been by Nakura's side, has supported him since he was not the patriarch, and is now one of the few orcs that Nakula values the most.

Sure enough, seeing that it was this orc who spoke, Nakura also suppressed his anger.

"What do you mean by that?"

The orc's face was solemn: "Patriarch, the strength of our tribe is actually not weak. Really compared, the gap between us and the Watson tribe is the strength of the evolved orcs.

As long as we have an evolved orc above level 4, then the Watson tribe will not dare to start a war with us casually. ”

Nakula didn't agree with him, but she didn't lose her temper again, but looked at him with a frown, motioning for him to continue.

The orc looked at Nakula's reaction and saw that he was not angry, so he continued: "It's about to be the big fair, we might as well use the remaining time to collect more items, and it is important to exchange a few more beast god fruits." ”

Nakula sighed and patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "That's right, it's my right and left hand." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the remaining young orcs with their heads down: "I don't want these cubs, one by one is useless." ”

Young orcs, their heads drooping even lower.

Seeing them coerce a few times, Nakula felt angry.

"Get out, I'll be angry when I see you."

Hearing this, the orcs rose and exited the cave, leaving only the two orcs beside Nakura unmoved.

Nakula looked at them and sighed: "I can see clearly this time, as long as our evolved orcs do not surpass the Watson tribe in strength, then there is no way to fight against them." ”

The hoarse voice of the orc with a terrifying scar on his face on the left hand side also sounded in the cave: "Patriarch, we are actually in danger now. ”

The orc's voice fell, and Nakula frowned and looked at him, "Sebas, what do you mean by that?" ”

Sebas sneered: "Didn't the patriarch find out? The hypocritical Watson tribe never takes the initiative to attack any tribe, but as long as they offend them, they will use this reason to attack that tribe and let that tribe perish.

Don't you think that this incident with the turtle tribe just gave them a good reason?

The Gelug tribe is not a good example. ”