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Chapter 109 The New World! Iredoya!

A day passed, and the Eye of Omargon no longer provided him with soul energy.

There are only two ways this thing can obtain energy: equipment and curses.

Because the equipment description states that the curse is devoured rather than simply resisted, if it were equipment, Tang Ruobing would have said so long ago; there's no way there hasn't been a response by now.

The second possibility is a curse. If it's something related to a curse, asking won't help; Tang Ruobing will absolutely not tell the truth. Because that's just who she is—a self-righteous fool—how could she easily reveal her vulnerability?

Judging from the time interval, it should be related to world exploration and not so much to daily life, so I just need to bring her over to rest after each world exploration.

This will not only prevent her from getting caught up in the competition, but also enhance her soul strength and make her stronger.

Kill two birds with one stone

"Help me apply for an upgrade to the training room, and I'll treat you to yakitori when I get back," Ye Mingqiu said with a smile.

"it is good."

Tang Ruobing nodded, then instructed, "The level 4 world is not as strong as level 1 or 2. The benefits of a BOSS leveling up are greater than those of a psionicist. Don't try to force your way in like before, especially since you entered the world only three days early. The difficulty of exploring the world will definitely not be low."

"So, now is the time for me to reveal the true value of my extraordinary wisdom, is that right?"

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Tang Ruobing fell silent.

To be honest, she always felt that Ye Mingqiu's amazing wisdom was a bit unreliable. In the end, she sighed and said, "Don't challenge the overlord creatures of the level 4 world. Overlords who are two levels or even more above you are not someone you can challenge."

"oh, I understand now."

Ye Mingqiu nodded in agreement, then smiled and waved, saying, "Goodbye, I'm leaving."

"come on."

"Ah."

Ye Mingqiu blew the [Beast God Summoning] whistle, and the power originating from the spirit world covered and enveloped him, bringing him into a new world.

[Enter the World - Iredoya]

[Difficulty Level: Hell]

[Note: The original difficulty level was Hard. Due to your premature entry, the initial difficulty of the world has increased, your starting tribe's strength has been reduced to the lowest level, and you are surrounded by many powerful enemies.]

A large number of powerful enemies? It feels like a reward!

Ye Mingqiu thought to himself.

Synopsis: Iredo is a vibrant yet conflict-ridden world comprised of four main continents and countless islands. Life forms in this world are incredibly diverse, with different races thriving and developing unique civilizations on their respective lands.

Among them, the Beast God Continent is the home of the orcs and their subspecies. It is not the center of the world, nor the most powerful continent, but its boiling wild blood and endless tribal wars give birth to the most primitive power and the most direct glory.

[Due to the unique nature of this item, you will gain the identity of a native inhabitant of the world: Orc Hero]

You have gained the right to mimic appearances, usable only within this world.

Has her image changed?
Ye Mingqiu smiled and observed the various images provided by the spirit world.

Ultimately, he chose the tallest and strongest model among all the orc heroes. The orc model was a full four meters tall, a powerful giant just standing there, seemingly possessing unparalleled strength.

[Selection complete]

[Hint: You have gained the Transformation attribute]

Strength +3, Constitution +3, Defense +5

Different models offer different transformation bonuses. The model Ye Mingqiu chose has the most bonuses because it is large and strong enough to have more terrifying lethality on the battlefield. Ye Mingqiu really likes this tall and mighty model.

However, behind this strength, there is inevitably a drawback: this model is more vulnerable to concentrated fire on the battlefield, resulting in a larger area of ​​injury and making it unsuitable for tasks such as stealth and infiltration.

It also has many flaws.

But Ye Mingqiu didn't care at all. He had a life of 4584 and a psionic energy of 1043, as well as the fixed damage reduction of the dual S-level talents [Unparalleled Heroism] and [Psionic Energy - Holy Body], so he was not afraid of high-frequency, low-damage focused fire.

With a fixed damage reduction of 56 points, a constitution of 67.8, the amplification effect of the [Basic-Constitution] passive skill, and the highest armor of heavy armor equipment, Ye Mingqiu's base defense is ridiculously high. If the output is insufficient, it is impossible to deal any damage.

[Note: Overall strength assessment in progress.]

[Measurement Completed]

[You have acquired the identity: Bloodstained Fang]

[Strength Rating: Level 2 Overlord]

【Name: Grom-Gall】

[Initial Tribe: Blackfang Tribe]

World, begin!
Broken Tooth Mountains, Black Tooth Tribe

Thick smoke billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun. The stench of blood and sweat enveloped the entire tribe, and an atmosphere of despair settled in the hearts of every Blackfang Orc.

The stockade walls, built from massive logs, jagged boulders, and the sharp teeth of giant beasts, were covered with scorched fire marks and breaches from impacts. They could not stop the deafening battle roars, the clanging of clashing weapons, the dying cries of agony, and the frenzied roars of slaughter outside the stockade, like a helpless husband desperately raising his arm but ultimately falling limply to the ground.

Outside the village walls, the totem battle flags of the Blood Axe tribe, like a swarm of bloodthirsty locusts, almost completely obscured the view.

On the highest watchtower, the young chief's daughter, Mogna, gripped the rough wooden railing tightly, her knuckles white from the effort. Her face was painted with indigo paint, a symbol of battle and mourning, yet it could not conceal the heaviness and resolve beyond her years.

The firelight danced in her amber pupils, and anger and helplessness threatened to tear her apart. Her father, whom she once admired most—the Great Chieftain, the strongest warrior in the tribe—was now a headless corpse, trampled by countless beast hooves and giant feet, making it impossible to recognize his original appearance.

"Grandpa withered bones!"

Mogna whirled around, her voice hoarse as she shouted, "We won't make it to Moonrise! The Bloodaxe scum will raze this place to the ground and wipe Blackfang's name off the tundra!"

In the shadows, a hunched figure slowly emerged, leaning on a cane.

The Bone Shaman is the oldest and most mysterious being in the tribe. He is draped in a heavy robe made of unknown black feathers and dried animal bones, and his exposed skin is like the bark of a dead tree, crisscrossed with deep furrows.

Only those deep-set eyes burned with two points of cold, phosphorescent green light.

"Erase?" The skeletal shaman's voice was hoarse, like rough stone rubbing against each other, deep and unsettling. He walked to the edge of the watchtower, and the beastly eye embedded at the top of his bone staff looked at the battlefield with greedy desire.

He continued, “Ignorant child, the roots of the black teeth are in the spine of our ancestors, and they are not so easily pulled out.”

"Then what should we do now?"

"Use blood to summon the battle spirit of heroes."

The skeleton shaman turned his head and looked at a tightly guarded open space behind the stockade wall.

Countless stones form a circle, and in the center of the circle, the ground is engraved with totems drawn with blood and some kind of black powder. The lines are twisted and wild, revealing a primitive and evil aura.

Outside the circle, hundreds of prisoners were held down around it, including goblins, trolls, humans, dwarves, and orcs.

"Hero Summoning Ritual, Begin."

The skeleton raised its bone staff, and a ghostly green flame began to burn in its beastly eyes. The flame had no temperature; instead, it instantly chilled the surrounding air.

"Use the souls of your enemies as fuel, and summon the war spirits slumbering beyond the shores of time! Respond to the lament of the Black Fang's blood!"

As his last hoarse syllable faded, the bone staff slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Puff puff!"

The executioners guarding the prisoners brandished bone blades, severing heads one by one. Countless streaks of bright red blood flowed down the grooves towards the core of the ring, towards the totem, and the crimson lines gradually filled the empty grooves.

Then, the crimson ring suddenly lit up!
Suddenly, a crimson light shot into the sky, bursting forth amidst the roar of war, tearing through the dark sky with unparalleled power.

This is the highest-level hero summoning exclusively for the Blackfang Tribe!
It can summon the strongest hero!

A violent gale erupted, carrying a terrifying stench of blood, making it impossible for people to open their eyes and causing the entire battlefield to come to a standstill.

At the core of the blood pillar, the outline of an orc hero gradually appeared. He was a tall and upright man with a physique far exceeding that of ordinary orcs, and his whole body exuded a bloodthirsty aura that made people's hearts tremble.

He was clad in dark red armor, its surface marked with battle scars—medals gleaming from countless battles. Most striking of all was the weapon he gripped tightly in his hand: a menacing, blood-red spear.

The crystal's patterns flickered and shimmered as if they were alive, spreading along the arm its owner was gripping and up his body until it grasped his entire forearm, turning the tall orc's forearm crimson and making it shimmer along with the weapon.

Have we finally arrived?

Ye Mingqiu lowered his head slightly, his dark red helmet covering most of his face. This was the transformed equipment, which did not have any defensive bonus, but it could inherit the defensive power of the original equipment of the same part.

With his arrival, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence. All eyes were on him. The orcs of the Bloodaxe tribe were terrified and shocked, while the orcs of the Blackfang tribe grinned with ecstatic joy.

"Well"

Ye Mingqiu spoke in a low voice.

He tried to move his body, but he was not very coordinated. After all, this was the body of a giant orc who was more than four meters tall. It was strong, but it would take some time to adapt.

Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, under the watchful eyes of countless orcs on the battlefield, he moved his body, trying to get used to it, to use it, and to master it.

Ye Mingqiu didn't care whether anyone was watching him or what his enemies thought.

They were just dead people.
In the distance, on the other side of the stockade wall, Bloodscar, the leader of the Blood Axe tribe, gradually overcame his instinctive unease. Although the soaring blood energy was powerful, at this moment it was just a guy who didn't even know how to use his own body.

"You pretentious bastard!"

After the fear and dread subsided, rage once again took hold of the high ground. Bloodscar brandished his giant axe, pointing it directly in Ye Mingqiu's direction, and roared, "Warriors, crush Black Fang! Smash that guy!"

The chieftain's roar shattered the silence, prompting countless orc warriors to join in. They roared and howled, the sound growing louder and louder, as they brandished their heavy battle axes and spiked clubs and charged once more toward the Blackfang tribe, no longer hesitant.

That's what orcs are like. When the atmosphere is right, they just start fighting. Reason and restraint simply don't exist.

"Smash me?"

Ye Mingqiu lowered his hand, his voice mocking, but deep within it lay a barely perceptible trace of violence and terror. Bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and terrifying killing intent naturally erupted. The title above his head also changed to [God of Slaughter].

He listened to the sounds of the battlefield, the roars of countless orcs, and walked toward the stockade wall, his steps becoming faster and heavier, as if he could crush the earth with a single step.

"You think you can kill me?!"

Ye Mingqiu's pace was faster and his momentum was even greater. The giant, burly orc, who was four meters tall, charged forward as if a great fortune was rushing through him.

He stepped over the stockade wall, the blood spear in his hand whistling through the air, and the spear itself emitted a low, excited hum as if in response, the tip of the spear gradually blooming with a blazing red light, a sign that it was about to succumb to bloodlust.

The giant orc entered the arena, shocking both sides. But before they could even think, the giant orc launched its attack.

"Whoosh!!"

Ye Mingqiu's body began to move. His agility attribute of 60.3 and the passive ability of basic agility allowed him to unleash a speed far exceeding what an orc of his size should have. He was like a speeding tank rampaging across the battlefield, wielding his blood spear and sweeping across the battlefield.

As its master's body grew larger, the blood spear, possessing a spirit, also grew larger, becoming more ferocious and possessing a more terrifying attack range.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The trajectory of the blood spear was concise and efficient, hitting as many orcs as possible with each swing. Each sweep was accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of flesh and bone being torn apart, and the hissing sound of blood splattering.

The Blood Axe Berserker, who was close to Ye Mingqiu, looked at the giant orc hero who was twice his height, holding a blood-stained spear, and exuding a murderous aura like a death god returning from hell. In the end, he couldn't help but take a step back in fear and put on a defensive stance.

But it's meaningless.

Ye Mingqiu coldly swung his blood spear, accurately piercing the head, then casually tossed it aside, directly knocking over two Blood Axe tribe orcs.

He continued his destructive slaughter; the instinct to fight was ingrained in his very bones, and he showed no hesitation whatsoever.

The blood spear gleamed, radiating a crimson light, absorbing the blood essence of the orc warriors. This orcish blood essence was much easier for it to digest than the blood of the ancient gods.

Unfortunately, the life energy that can be extracted from orc blood is far less than that from the blood of ancient gods, but if you can get enough of it, it might still provide a significant boost.

The battle intensified, but Ye Mingqiu stopped what he was doing on the battlefield. He turned around, looked at the orc warriors of the Black Fang tribe, and roared furiously, "What are you looking at! Charge! Kill!!"

The next moment, the [Unbreakable] aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, and the sound of [War Roar] stunned warriors in a wide area. The 4% buff and debuff to enemy and ally attributes erupted simultaneously, instantly producing a remarkable effect.

The Black Tooth tribe warriors, almost completely wiped out, roared as they charged forward. They brandished their weapons fearlessly, roaring and howling, feeling as if they were filled with inexhaustible life force, as if no one could kill them.

War! It's raging!

(End of this chapter)