Chapter 602: Chapter 460, Toxic Crow – Letoz_1
The battle between the Orcs and Skeletons continued unabated.
Andras, the Clan Leader of the Blackstone Tribe, led the Orc alliance in resisting the onslaught of the Undead.
Like a furious beast, Andras led his Orcs into the fierce fight.
“What, do you also plan to march to your death with the Blackstone Tribe?” A chilling voice echoed from behind the Undead.
A woman, half-human and half-giant spider, appeared before the Orcs.
Andras stared intently at the Spider Woman, his eyes filled with hatred and rage.
He obviously recognized this woman and knew that it due to her that the Undead launched an attack on his camp.
“Domina, you dare to ally with the Undead! Even if we die today, someone will end you and your nest!” Andras shouted loudly.
Domina responded with a smirk, ignoring Andras.
Her gaze fell on the Orcs from small tribes in front of her and spoke without a hint of mockery, “I’m curious, the Blackstone Tribe always oppresses you, so why are you willing to die with them?”
The Orcs remained silent, their eyes darting back and forth between Andras and the Undead.
It appeared they were weighing their options in their hearts.
“Isn’t it too soon to sow discord among us? The Orcs will never submit to the Undead.” Andras spoke in a loud voice, but he had already moved two steps to the side, keeping an eye on the Orcs around him.
The Great Commander of the Blackstone Tribe was dead, and there were only less than four clan members left by his side.
“Spread discord, think about what you’ve done to the other tribes— do you think there’s a need for me to stir up trouble?” Domina asked casually.
At the same time, she looked at the other Orcs and shouted, “As long as Andras dies, I, Domina, can guarantee the safety of the rest of you. Why die here with him when you can find a way to survive?”
Domina’s words began to make the Orcs hesitate.
The Undead are detestable, having killed many of their kin, but they also despised the Blackstone Tribe, who constantly oppressed the various tribes.
Now that they’ve stirred up trouble, they’re still dragging them into it.
How could they not harbor hatred?
One by one, the Orcs fixed their gaze on Andras, constantly watching him.
Andras noticed the change in the others, his heart tightened immediately and he quickly spoke, “Don’t listen to her, everyone follow me….”
Halfway into Andras’s speech, he frowned and looked back. An Orc had stabbed his blade into his back.
“You.” Andras grit his teeth, turned around, and swung his sword, chopping at the neck of the Orc who ambushed him.
The Orc’s head drooped, his body going limp as he fell dead instantly.
But that swing of the sword ignited the rage of the remaining Orcs.
“Kill Andras! He’s the one who killed our clansmen.”
No one knows who shouted, but it acted as a spark that ignited the Orcs all around, who began to brandish their weapons, hacking at Andras and the other four Orc warriors of the Blackstone Tribe.
Suddenly, the battle between the Orcs and the Undead turned into an internecine slaughter among the Orcs.
Domina revealed a satisfied smile and began to command the Skeleton Soldiers to encircle all the Orcs in the vicinity.
They formed a besiegement, silently watching them kill each other.
Andras found himself surrounded and under sneak attack, but being a hero of the Orc Clan, he still demonstrated superior fighting skills.
Facing the weapons swung from all around him, he managed to kill dozens of Orc soldiers.
Blood soaked the ground, with bodies piled beneath his feet.
“You will regret this. Do you think the Undead will let you go? Hahaha! When the time comes, you’ll know how foolish you’ve been.” Andras, propping himself on his saber, roared loudly.
He was prepared to die in this battle, but he never thought he would die at the hands of his fellow Orcs.
He stared defiantly at the Spider Woman before him, letting the blood flow down his body. He made a menacing face, like that of a wild beast.
Upon hearing Andras’ roar, the remaining Orcs retreated a few steps in fear.
“What are you waiting for? Kill him.” Domina instructed once again.
Several Orcs marched forward, plunging their weapons into Andras’s body once more.
This time, Andras did not retaliate. His body gradually collapsed into a pool of blood, and he never got back up.
“He, he’s dead. You promised us, you won’t kill us.” The Orcs, looking at Domina, uttered tremulously.
Domina quietly observed Andras’s body.
Seeing that he did not rise again, she directly ordered the Skeleton Soldiers, “Eliminate all the Orcs who are still armed.”
The Skeleton warriors on standby sprang into action, quickly advancing towards the Orcs.
The Orcs turned pale, thinking that the Spider Woman had tricked them.
However, there were some quick-thinking Orcs who immediately dropped their weapons and urged their companions, “What are you doing? Throw away your weapons quickly, do you want to die?”
Upon hearing these words, all the Orcs finally understood the meaning behind Domina’s words.
They hurriedly discarded their weapons.
And this behavior spread like a chain reaction, rapidly extending outwards.
When the Skeleton warriors approached, they indeed avoided the unarmed Orcs and continued to look for targets still holding weapons.