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Chapter 198 An'an's abilities are overdrawn, she needs replenishment.

"Your Majesty, why go through all this trouble to get to our lair?"

The tiger-beastman grinned, his blood-red maw gleaming coldly in the dim light.

"Come with us obediently, and maybe the leader will be pleased!"

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, his eyes flashing with a greedy, twisted light, "I can keep you as a pet."

Su An'an's lips curled into a cold smile, and the mental energy chains wrapped around her fingertips suddenly tightened: "Just you?"

"Humph!"

The tiger-beastman's muscles bulged, and he gritted his teeth as he said:

"Our five hundred divine soldiers are at least S-rank orcs. Crushing you is as easy as stepping on ants..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The bloodline traced a perfect arc in the air, and the tiger-orc's right arm fell to the ground with a thud.

Seville shook off the bloodstains on his wings, his amber pupils colder than a blade: "Noisy."

The tiger-orc pressed hard on his severed arm wound, his face contorted in a low growl:
"Swan Clan scum, don't think you're so great just because you have some divine abilities. You won't survive this acid rain season."

"Ah!"

Seville curled his lips in a mocking smile, and his black feather blade twitched slightly.

Another flash of cold light, and as the tiger-beastman's head rolled off, his ferocious face still retained its roaring expression.

He stomped on the fleeing jackal orc, the mental chains constricting its eyeballs until they bulged out.
"Three seconds, give me the coordinates."

"Poison Mist Valley! At the bottom of Poison Mist Valley!"

The jackal orcs howled in despair:

"The chief is breeding the Bloodline Beast. He ordered us to pollute all the hunting grounds so that the Bloodline Beast will devour all the native orcs once the acid rain season ends!"

"The Blood King Beast?!"

Su An'an's pupils suddenly contracted.

The plot of the night the empire fell flashed into my mind like lightning.

The rebel army's invincible monster warriors.

Their scarlet beastly eyes could pierce through steel, and their sharp claws could tear apart city walls as easily as shredding thin paper.

It turns out that it was all created by the divine medicine refined by the Blood King Beast.

"Beast!" The old wolf's mane bristled, and its sharp claws tore five bloody gashes across the jackal-man's face.
"You have ruined the hunting grounds that our ancestors have protected for generations!"

Manda's stone axe slammed into the ground, sending shards of stone flying.

"You use the flesh and blood of orcs to raise monsters, and you dare to call yourselves a divine army?!"

"Your Grace, I was wrong!"

The jackal orc suddenly collapsed to the ground, its festering claws flailing wildly in the air.

“I was forced into it. They forced us to drink some kind of magical drug, which turned me into a monster. I hate them so much.”

Two tears welled up in his cloudy eyes:
"If you can save me, I'm willing to lead you to wipe out the Divine Army's lair!"

Su An'an stared at the fleeting greed in the jackal beastman's eyes, and with a cold smile, she flicked her finger:

"False tears are more disgusting than mutated beasts!"

The mental chains suddenly crushed his throat bones.

The jackal orc's bulging eyes were still frozen in astonishment as his corpse crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of blood mist.

The whole place fell into dead silence.

Jinzhu stared intently at Su An'an's indifferent expression.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly delicate goddess harbors a killing intent even colder and harder than that of the beast bone knife.

"We must stop the Divine Army from cultivating the Blood King Beast, or we will all die!"

Su An'an turned around, her gaze sweeping sharply over the beasts.

“But three days later, acid rain will flood the entire wasteland, and we won’t even be able to get out of the cave.”

The old wolf's gaze swept over the wounded warriors, the weak females, and the cubs huddled together in the camp, his eyes filled with despair.

"Five hundred elite soldiers, all at least S-rank, what are we going to do to fight them?"

Manda's ears drooped in frustration, and her lion tail thumped weakly against the ground.

"Gangteng, bring it out!"

Su An'an suddenly spoke, her voice clear and cold like a spring.

Manda and the old wolf exchanged a glance and carried a large bamboo basket out of the tribe's forbidden area.

Inside grows a black vine as thick as a two-armed man, whose fibers perfectly insulate against acid rain. Unfortunately, it grows extremely slowly; even after a year of cultivation, it can only weave a maximum of ten hats.

"Ball, come here."

Su An'an knelt down and embraced the round little cub in her arms.

She gently pressed her forehead against Qiuqiu's, her nose brushing against his soft cheek:
"Could you lend your gene recombination talent to Auntie?"

"it is good!"

Qiuqiu responded in a childish voice.

Two jet-black scales, gleaming with a pearly luster, immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Thank you Baby!"

Su An'an gently peeled off the scales and placed a kiss on Qiuqiu's milky cheek.

The moment the scales touched her forehead, they blended perfectly with her pink fox ears, shimmering with a pink glow.

Seville silently took the ball, his large hands firmly supporting the cub's back.

Su An'an took a deep breath, her fingertips touching the rough surface of the vine for a fleeting moment.

"boom!"

The pinkish-gold light flowed like a galaxy, and the originally curled vines suddenly trembled violently, with the branches growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a short while, a giant tree that blocked out the sky rose from the ground.

The black, scale-like leaves emitted a clear, metallic clanging sound in the air.

Yet it felt as soft as velvet when it brushed against Su An'an's palm.

"This, this is a miracle!"

Old Wolf knelt down with a thud, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes.

Jinzhu, Manda, and the other orcs all prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling and worshipping Gangteng.

Unexpectedly, the vine they had protected for generations unleashed unimaginable power in Su An'an's hands.

Su An'an plucked a leaf and twirled it between her fingertips: "Acid rain can't corrode this."

She suddenly raised her voice: "Jinzhu!"

"exist!"

Jin Zhu stood up and came to Su An'an, her usually calm expression revealing a hint of excitement.

"You are responsible for making armor for each soldier."

Su An'an handed the black leaf to Jinzhu, then turned to look at the old wolf and Manda:
"Listen up, you two."

"Yes!"

The two orcs instinctively straightened their backs.

"Go tell the other tribes that it's either live together or die together."

A burst of pink light suddenly erupted from Su An'an's palm, illuminating the entire camp:

"Only one of us, the Divine Army or us, can survive."

"Yes!"

Old Wolf and Manda clenched their right fists and pounded their chests.

Su An'an suddenly swayed, her slender white fingers unconsciously grabbing the vine beside her.

The continuous fierce battles and the exhaustion of her divine power made her face almost transparent.

Cold sweat trickled down her delicate collarbone and into the depths of her clothes, while a burning pain shot through the veins on her lower back.

Seville's black and white wings suddenly unfurled, and before the beasts could gasp in surprise, he had already scooped her up in his arms.

He lowered his head and stared at the girl in his arms, her lower lip tightly clenched, a turbulent undercurrent surging in his amber pupils:
"The price of showing off, huh?"

"These are herbs that can restore strength. Quickly give them to An'an."

Manda anxiously pulled a handful of red herbs from the animal skin bag.

Jinzhu, Laolang, Xiongguo, and other orcs anxiously gathered around.

"No need, move aside!"

Seville interrupted coldly, flapping his wings and soaring over the beasts into the hut.

A heavy animal-skin curtain fell behind him, shutting out all the noise.

The animal hide bed made a slight creaking sound.

Su An'an was gently placed on the bed by Seville, her whole body enveloped in the unique scent of pine resin, characteristic of the holy priest.

　There's another chapter with a bit of kissing that's been locked. It'll be released tomorrow so we can read it together! I promise to update the chapter before 7:30 tomorrow!
　　
　　(End of this chapter)