World of beasts with system

The bottomless eyes as black as an ancient well shocked the orcs around him.

Seeing that he was awake, the middle-aged orc crouched down and asked with concern: "Yuan Lang, how are you feeling?"

Yuan Lang's deep black eyes narrowed slightly, and he breathed softly to suppress the severe pain coming from his lower body: "It's...ok."

His voice was a little low, as if he was suppressing something.

The middle-aged orc sighed and took out a dried herb from the package at his waist. There was a trace of struggle on his face, but he finally handed it over: "Yuanlang, please eat this herb."

Yuan Lang is one of the strongest among the younger generation of orcs in the tribe, and he is also the leader of this salt exchange.

In order to protect Yanba from the fierce beast this time, he was injured the most.

Yuan Lang took the herb, his jointed fingers stained with blood, he gently broke off the top section and stuffed it into his mouth, then handed the rest back.

"Give it to them."

He raised his head and looked around. After his eyes changed for a long time, he opened his thin lips and asked, "Where is this?"

The middle-aged orc and the surrounding Snow Tiger tribe members all looked at the orc sitting on the ground in a daze: "Yuan Lang, what's wrong with you? This is the polar forest. We are about to return to the tribe."

The middle-aged orc's face also became serious, Yuan Lang was...

The eyes of the orcs were naturally different, and seeing things in the dark was just a trivial matter. After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, and the men around them who only had a circle of animal skins around their waists, Yuan Lang's doubts became more and more serious.

What on earth is this place?

He remembered that he took his two lieutenants to cut off the rear, but was outnumbered and finally jumped into the Dead Man's Stream.

The Dead Man's Stream is filled with strange rocks and rugged rocks. Where can there be such high mountains and dense forests?

"Uh!!!" Suddenly, a severe headache swept over Yuan Lang. He clenched his hands tightly, as if something was washing over him in his mind.

The pain became clearer and clearer.

After a while, the gnawing pain gradually dissipated, and the land around Yuanlang was already soaked with sweat.

As the headache dissipated, the surrounding sounds gradually appeared in my ears.

"Yuanlang, what's wrong with you?"

"Uncle, did Yuan Lang hurt his head?"

"We don't want to rest anymore. Pick up the injured tribesmen and go directly back to the tribe. Many of our tribesmen have died."

Yuan Lang closed his eyes tightly, and his strong chest rose and fell fiercely. The picture that just poured into his mind gradually became clear. It was another person who did not belong to him...

No, it should be said to be the memory of an orc.

The orc with the same name as him burned the animal mark at the last moment of his life to sacrifice to the beast god. Is this the reason why he came here?

Another world? A strange world.

Yuan Lang opened his eyes and looked at the people around him: "I'm fine now. Maybe I injured my head in the previous battle, but I'm much better now."

The middle-aged orc looked happy: "Yuanlang, are you okay?"

Knowing what he was asking, the orc nodded slightly: "I just woke up and thought I went to the Beast God."

All the beastmen suddenly realized, and some tribesmen joked: "Then have you seen the beast god?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was severely beaten by the tribesmen around him, and he ran away in a hurry.

Seeing that he was really fine, the middle-aged orc breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the grass next to him: "You brat, you are really scaring my uncle to death. If something happens to you, how can I look like this?"

Your father and mother will tell you."