Broad World

The old shaman's words almost exploded the wolf king's lungs. Just as he was about to organize his words to refute, Sackham rushed forward and kicked the one-eyed giant wolf away. He stared at the leader of the warg with red eyes, that terrifying aura made the orcs around him break out in a cold sweat.

"I don't want to listen to nonsense! Now lead your group to catch up! If these people run away, I will chop you into a puree and put it in a pot to cook and eat!"

Feeling the murderous intent of Sackham, the Cyclops vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, immediately got up from the ground and lowered his head deeply. "Please don't worry, great leader. I will go and chase it myself right away. They can't escape from this hilly area." After speaking, it turned around and led the wolves towards the outside of the camp. It didn't want to stay here for a moment, for fear of being killed suddenly by this powerful warrior.

After watching the wolves leave, Sackham said to the pastor behind him: "Call everyone up now, and prepare for our departure at dawn."

"Leader, please forgive me for asking, are these few adventurers worth our effort? You must know that we are in the final hunt before winter, and many people will starve to death if the food reserves are insufficient." The pastor carefully raised his own doubts.

Sackham spat at him hard. "Bah! Idiot! Didn't you see where they were heading? East! These people are going to Sundabar, and Chief Sim is gathering an army to capture it. Guess what will happen if he knows that we don't intend to respond to this call? So these adventurers must die! Otherwise, the entire tribe will face the danger of being annexed."

The chief's words made everyone dumbfounded. Sim governs more than one-third of the orc tribes in the north, and can easily gather more than 30,000 elite warriors. No one in this land dared to disobey his orders lightly, otherwise he would suffer disaster. Now Sackm took the tribe to hide here, mainly to avoid the messenger who conveyed the order. If Sim knew this, I believe he would lead his army to crush the entire tribe at once.

"Understood, I'm going to blow the horn to wake everyone up. All preparations will be made before dawn, and we can start as soon as you give an order." After speaking, the pastor slammed his fist on his left chest, turned around and picked up the horn and began to blow.

Just when the orcs were called up, the wolf king and his group were outside the bushes, staring at the carnivorous ants in the distance, helpless. It really couldn't figure out how these adventurers passed this road of death. Just now a few wolves tried to speed up and rush over, but they turned into a pile of bones before they ran halfway.

"These damned Sakam just want us to die, why don't you leave this tribe and change to another place, anyway, no orc tribe will refuse to join the warg." The young wargs used their unique language to put forward their own suggestions to the wolf king.

The one-eyed giant wolf sighed. "You don't understand, Sackham is the most powerful warrior who has the best hope of defeating Sim. As long as he survives for a few years, he will definitely be able to win in the duel selected by the great chief. At that time, we can use the power of the orcs to force more wolves to join in. As long as we have enough numbers, we don't have to look at his face anymore."

"Then what should we do now? Without the help of spells, there is no way for us to get through here."

The wolf king looked up at the sky, and there was gradually a glimmer of light in the east. "Just wait here. Sackham should be able to lead a large army over soon. Leave these matters to the shamans and priests under him." As he said that, he led the way out of the bushes and found a place outside to lie down and rest.

It didn't take long for the sun to rise slowly, Henry and his party were still soundly asleep, and they didn't see the ghosts that kept shouting around them. These souls with a height of about 1.4 meters have sad expressions, but they can't make a sound. Suddenly there was a "tick" and "tick" sound deep in the cave, which sounded like the sound of water dripping from a pool.

The faces of the ghosts showed terrified expressions, and they quickly stood up and walked towards the direction of the sound. Soon there were bursts of eerie laughter from inside. "Hee hee! Hehe! Hahahahahaha!" There were also some screams and crying sounds, which echoed repeatedly on the walls of the cave, and soon woke up several people who were sleeping.

Henry sat up and looked at the others while wiping the cold sweat off his brow. After finding out that everyone was fine, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The half-orc warrior rubbed his dry eyes and asked, "I seemed to hear something just now, did you all hear it?"

"Like? Only a nervous and unresponsive guy like you would use this word. That voice sounds chilly, and it seems that this cave is very unsafe." After speaking, Amy touched her neck and found it was full of sweat.

Ban Burke came over bouncing and shaking his head. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I can imitate that voice. Isn't it just Mourning's wonderful laughter." The parrot learned the voice just now.

Henry listened carefully to the voice it had learned, and soon realized that there seemed to be some dwarven language mixed in, but because the voice was too low, it was impossible to hear what was being said. He stood up and shook the dirt on his body and said, "Now light the fire and cook. After eating, let's go inside and see what's going on. I always feel that this place is not as simple as it looks. Maybe there are some interesting things hidden inside."

"You call the guy who can make such a sound funny? Forget it, you are the leader listening to you. I really don't understand what's going on in your mage's mind all day long." Zuwosa gave Henry a white look, and then lowered his head to check the crossbow in his hand.

Vaughn laughed at the Ranger's words. "Don't look down on being gentle all day long, you didn't see him when he went crazy."

Zuwosa glanced at Henry who was washing his face and brushing his teeth, and already agreed with the half-orc warrior's point of view. She felt that there was a crazy soul hidden under the mage's calm appearance. Although his usual politeness is extremely normal, none of this can conceal his dangerous way of thinking.

Soon everyone cleared an open space, Ranger picked up some firewood at the door and started a bonfire, and Amy set up a pot to cook oatmeal. After finishing cleaning his personal hygiene, Henry sat aside and checked all kinds of magic items on his body. Due to the high-intensity battles during this trip, the Fireball Staff and the Summoning Monster Staff have almost been used.

Apart from the spells and divine spells that can be cast, there are only some scrolls and potions that can be used now. Just as Henry was considering how to adjust his tactics, Ares came over with the book of ever-changing in his mouth. He patted his head when he saw it. He was so sleepy yesterday that he even forgot about this good thing that could turn into an adamantine golem.

Henry took the golden book, took out a cloth and wiped the drool on it. Then he opened the page and picked a spider-like pattern. After a burst of intense deformation, a golden mechanical spider appeared in front of everyone.

The half-orc warrior glanced at him and asked, "This guy is too ugly, why didn't he become the tall and burly one last time?"

"You muscular idiot, the hole above our heads is only less than two meters high. If it is too high, we will be stuck." Ban Burke took the opportunity to jump out and laughed at the orc's IQ.

Vaughan glared at the parrot. He really didn't expect that he would be scorned by this guy who found a loophole when he asked casually. Just when Ban Burke was complacent, the ground suddenly began to vibrate slightly, and a huge roar sounded in the blink of an eye.

"Not good! Go outside quickly. It seems that something is about to come out inside." Henry yelled as he ran desperately towards the outside of the cave.

Soon everyone saw the big water gushing from the depths of the cave behind them, and they immediately increased their speed to the extreme, but they were still swept up by the torrent. All the people were rushed out of the hole at once. Amy and Zuwosa hit their heads on the tree and fell into a coma instantly.

Henry desperately grabbed a tree and climbed up. He commanded the golem to grab the clothes of the two people who were unconscious, so that they would not be washed away by the sudden flood. Vaughan and Ares also each found a tree and are trying to climb up. Because Bamberke flew faster, it was not flooded.

The water flow in the cave lasted only a few minutes, and soon began to weaken, and finally disappeared completely. Seeing that the crisis was over, Henry quickly jumped down from the tree and gave Amy and Zuwosa a simple treatment. After the two coughed up a large amount of dirty water, they slowly regained consciousness.

The half-orc warrior came over and shook the dirt from his hair vigorously. "Head, where did the damned water come from? Is it true that those dwarves were drowned by the sudden torrent like in the legend?"

"I don't know too much now, but the only thing that is certain is that there must be some force pushing the water up from below. Take a break, and let's go down together to see what's going on." Henry explained, and began to make water to wash away the dirt on his body.

After spitting out the dirty water, Amy took out the kettle to rinse her mouth, and then washed her face with the remaining water. The current of the water just now was too fast. If the place where a few people stayed was not close enough to the entrance of the cave, there might not even be a chance to escape. After a simple cleaning, everyone found a relatively high place to sit down and rest. The flood just now washed away the pot and some daily necessities, and now they can only silently eat hard jerky and bread to satisfy their hunger. (To be continued.)