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Chapter 262 She is weighing the pros and cons
When Fuying and Luoheng arrived, they smelled blood and heard a suppressed sob.

She frowned, looking at the huge orc corpse in the open space of the tribe.

It was a huge whale, but its flesh was gone, and blood seeped from its nearly five-meter-high skeleton. Snowflakes fell softly, masking the smell of blood in the air, but it was still unsettling.

Upon seeing this scene, Luo Heng turned pale and tightened her grip on the armrest.

He disliked the smell of blood and violence. After becoming an orc, the first person he came into contact with was "Fuying," who was not a good person. However, he never imagined that the interaction between orcs could be so cruel in extreme environments.

Fu Ying's face was grim. He raised his arm slightly, and a gust of wind sent the orcs surrounding the whale carcass flying.

"what--"

The screams echoed, putting the beastmen of the Beishan tribe on high alert.

When they saw Fuying and Luoheng emerge from the snow, everyone was stunned at first, and then their expressions changed drastically.

Although some people had never seen Fuying, they had heard of the name of the beautiful woman in Beishan. Just one look at this woman made them feel hot all over, and the nine-star patterned beastmen beside her were even more certain of her identity.

"Fuying! It's Fuying and her male—"

The shriek echoed throughout the encampment, and soon, a leader emerged from the crowd.

These tribes were mixed together, and although they were all heading to the Triangle Sea, they could not choose a leader. So, the leaders of several different tribes jointly managed the affairs, four males and one female.

"My lady priestess! My lady priestess, save me—"

Amidst the chaos in the camp, someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Fu Ying looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large fish-like orc tightly bound to a boulder. His exposed skin was covered with whip marks. Perhaps he had witnessed his kin become food for others, and his expression was already somewhat broken.

Luo Heng moved like a whirlwind and rescued the bound fish-like beastman.

Fu Ying coldly stared at the orc leaders who had come out, a flash of killing intent appearing in his eyes.

"Witch! They killed Whale Illusion!" The orc, having been rescued, rushed to Fuying's side and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

He was almost delirious, his hoarse howls mixed with the smell of blood gushing out. He looked at the familiar but scattered orc corpses on the open ground, his stomach churned, and he ran to the side and vomited violently.

Several orc leaders tensed their muscles, watching Fuying warily.

The orcs behind them shrank back, unconsciously taking a few steps back, their expressions filled with fear.

These are nine-star patterned beastmen! The horrors of the last battle in the Black Crocodile Swamp still circulate among several tribes. The mountains of corpses seem to be right before our eyes. No one knows how many beastmen died, but not a single one of those nine-star patterned beastmen was killed!
At this moment, a burly orc leader, as imposing as an iron tower, stepped forward from the crowd, his rough voice filled with suppressed anger.

“Fuying, there’s more than one way to the Triangle Sea. Although we’re not traveling together, we should not infringe on each other’s territory! You suddenly barged in and stole our prey. Are you trying to start another bloody battle?”

As he spoke, his scarred fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and his eyes were filled with extreme ferocity.

Luo Heng stared at him coldly with her purple eyes and said in a low voice, "It's him, that Tyrannosaurus Rex beastman."

Fu Ying tugged at her red lips; what a small world it was.

The score from the Black Crocodile Swamp can be settled today. Without even glancing at the ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex beastman, she flicked her wrist and her slender figure darted out like a ghost.

A flash of cold light appeared, and the sharp blade, imbued with spiritual energy, effortlessly sliced ​​across the opponent's throat. The extremely tough orc skin, at this moment, was like fragile silk gauze, tearing in response.

"Gulp..." The Tyrannosaurus Rex orc's pupils contracted, and blood kept gushing from his Adam's apple. He only had time to reach out and cover it before his eyes widened and his burly body crashed into the snow. Hot blood flowed over it, leaving a long trail.

"Hiss—" Gasps of cold air rose and fell around them, and several orc leaders were trembling.

They were somewhat incredulous. Although they had long heard of Fu Ying's prowess, seeing her effortlessly kill Ba Tian, ​​the strongest among them, still made them pale as paper, and a chill ran down their spines to the top of their heads.

This means that Fuying could also kill them effortlessly.

The terrifying legends of Black Crocodile Swamp are not exaggerated.

Nine-star patterned beastmen are powerful, but would it be easy for females to control so many nine-star patterned males?

She has a heart that can withstand bone knives; she's unkillable. What good can come of opposing her?

The remaining four orc leaders trembled all over, not even daring to look up and meet Fuying's gaze.

The giant fish-like orc watching from the side felt extremely pleased.

"I won't say anything more. Let's drop the matter of the Black Crocodile Swamp."

"However, if you continue to attack our orcs, don't blame me for killing you all, skinning you alive, and pulling out your tendons. I believe that with the furs you provide, everyone can comfortably get through the snowy season."

Fu Ying's narrow eyes swept over the crowd, carrying a hint of coldness.

Wherever her piercing gaze fell, the beastmen all took a half step back.

After saying that, Fu Ying turned to the orc corpse on the open ground and said softly, "Take the person back."

Luo Heng nodded slightly, and vines spread out, wrapping around the battered orc's body and leaving a trail of blood on the snow.

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Back in their tribe, the Great Fish Beastmen, seeing the mangled corpses of their people, were thrown into a state of grief and chaos. Sobs and roars mingled together. Some knelt in the snow, digging with their bare hands to bury their fallen comrades.

Fuying handed the matter over to Luoheng and turned back to her tent alone.

When Dan Yue entered, she brought a refreshing coolness that dispelled the faint smell of blood in the tent.

He knelt on one knee in front of Fuying, his long, flowing blue hair cascading down his back. His warm hand covered her taut hand as he whispered, "Your hand is trembling. Are you uncomfortable?"

Fu Ying shook her head and let out a soft sigh: "I just feel that the survival rules of the orcs are too cruel."

She didn't know if it was right to leave those orcs from the Northern Mountain tribe alive. The events at the Black Crocodile Swamp were enough for her to exterminate them all, but would such a large-scale massacre cause any chain reaction?
After learning that there really was a Beast God on the Beastman Continent, she also felt somewhat uneasy amidst the strong repulsion of being driven by fate.

Such emotions are rare for her.

For the first time, she didn't consider her future retirement life. Instead, she was afraid of causing an irreparable situation and would leave early. She was worried. In Chapter 262, she was weighing the pros and cons. She was... reluctant to leave.

(End of this chapter)