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Chapter 1564

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"As expected." Meg narrowed his eyes slightly. He had confirmed his target. Gary was indeed related to the black fog.

However, since that was the case, he would have to fight to the death with Gary today. The mission would end tonight. He had to kill Gary and eradicate the black fog before then.

There were indeed many powerhouses present. The golden-armored beastman sitting at the main seat in the middle should be the number one beastman, Auster. A majestic and powerful aura emanated from his body. Compared to the other level 10 beastmen at the same table, he was clearly a notch above them.

Four of the top ten orc tribes had sent their chiefs, and three other tribes had sent their representatives. It was easy to tell which tribe they belonged to from their obvious characteristics.

Before coming, Meg had read up on a lot of information about the orcs, so he had some understanding of the various tribes.

The Falk Tribe was not as powerful as the Aug Tribe, but the former chief, Isaiah, used his powerful charisma and friendly attitude to all the tribes to gain the support of many tribes. That was why the Falk Tribe and the Aug Tribe were able to keep each other in check.

After Isaiah died in the rebellion, this balance was broken.

Many of the tribes that sent their representatives instead of their chiefs were on the Falk Tribe's side previously. There were also two tribes that didn't send anyone to attend the conferring ceremony. The chiefs of those two tribes were on good terms with Isaiah.

Auster and Gary had an ambiguous relationship, so Meg couldn't make a move during the conferring ceremony. He could only wait for the conferring ceremony to end and everyone to leave before finding a chance to make a move.

Gary went up to the high platform in the middle of the venue. The burning bonfires at the four corners of the high platform lit up his orange armor.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to attend the Falk Tribe's chief conferring ceremony!" the chief guard said loudly from below the stage. "Our new chief, Chief Gary! He will be crowned king and become the new chief of the Falk Tribe under the witness of Lord Flerken! "

A wave of cheers and applause rang out at the scene.

Gary looked at those orcs who were cheering for him, and his lips curled up slowly. He had waited for this moment for a long time.

More than a hundred years ago, he stood below the stage and watched as Isaiah was crowned king under the cheers of his clansmen and the blessings of the Beast God.

From then on, he swore to himself that one day, he would replace Isaiah and stand here with his head held high. He would trample all those who had mocked and bullied him, making everyone tremble and cheer for him.

Now, he had done it.

Isaiah was dead, and so were those who had mocked him.

Gary opened his arms wide, and loudly said, "This is the choice of the great Flerken. He gave me great power, and let me shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading the Falk Tribe forward! I, Gary Bellock, will inherit Lord Beast God's will and become the leader of the Falk Tribe! "

The resplendent light fell on his body, illuminating him with a dazzling radiance.

The gazes of the Falk Tribe's people all landed on him. Some supported him fervently, while some were secretly sad.

"Hey, Father, look. That uncle is wearing the same color as Ugly Duckling," Amy said in surprise as she pointed at Gary.

"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling meowed softly, and glanced at Gary with disdain.

"Yes." Meg's lips moved, and he held back his laughter. He looked around, and his gaze landed on the gallows not far away.

Dozens of gallows were erected there, and it looked rather eerie.

If nothing went wrong, Ferdinand, whom they had been searching for, would be put on the gallows very soon, and then be hanged in public. He would become the symbol of the beginning of Gary's era.

"Isaiah is the sinner of the Falk Tribe. When he was in power, he disobeyed and insulted Lord Flerken, used evil people, and wantonly harmed the ordinary clansmen …" Gary began to list out the 10 crimes that Isaiah had committed during his reign. Every crime was abominable, and he described Isaiah as a tyrannical and unscrupulous tyrant.

Those nobles sitting in the ordinary seats all agreed loudly, condemning Isaiah. It was as if the wise ruler that they were proud of a few months ago had become their father's murderer in the blink of an eye.

On the other hand, the ordinary orcs in the outer circle were very quiet. Many of them lowered their heads and kept quiet.

"This fellow really can't be compared to Isaiah." Auster looked at Gary, who was glowing on the high platform, and smiled with disdain. He leaned back in his chair calmly. He was here to watch the show tonight, and he hoped it wouldn't disappoint him.

Some of the chiefs and representatives of the various tribes were gloating, while some were silent.

"Lord Flerken chose me to end Isaiah's reign and save the clansmen who are living in the abyss of suffering. Recently, there are still a few remnants who are unwilling to give up, and are trying to restore the tyrant's rule and support the tyrant's son to become the new tyrant." Gary pointed at the gallows.

A secret passage appeared on the ground in front of the gallows, and a skinny young orc was brought out of the passage with his hands tied.

"It's Young Master Ferdinand!"

Someone from the Falk Tribe quickly recognized that young man, and exclaimed.

"He's Ferdinand?" Meg looked at that skinny young orc. He was about 16 or 17 years old, had a head of messy brown short hair, pale skin, and a pair of pinkish-white beast ears on his head, which were indeed the same style as Connie's. He did look like a little bottom with weak kidneys, just like what Hannah said.

However, what made Meg even more surprised were his pure black eyes. There wasn't any white in his eyes, and they were still dark and eerie under the light of the fire.

"He also has an evil aura on him. It's also very faint, but there's an indescribable eeriness to it …" Irina's voice sounded in Meg's ears.

"H-how is this possible?" Meg narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ferdinand, who was being brought to the gallows step by step, in bewilderment. He was the elder brother that Connie risked his life to come back and save, and the eldest son of the former chief, Isaiah. Why would he have an evil aura on him?

Ferdinand's appearance caused quite a commotion. The nobles were still shouting and cursing loudly in support of Gary, while the ordinary orcs outside the fence gradually surged forward.

"Young Master Ferdinand is such a kind person. He's just like the old chief. They're both honest and kind people."

"Yes, what a pity. He should have been our new chief."

Some elderly orcs couldn't help but sigh. Their voices were filled with pity and pity.

The orc guards in front of the fence smashed the orcs who were charging forward with their clubs without any hesitation. At the same time, they drew their swords and sabers to warn everyone to back off.

In the crowd, Devolde slowly raised the magic caster's staff in his hand. Many orcs who had squeezed to the front also began to pull out the weapons hidden in their coats.

Gary looked at Ferdinand, who was already tied up with a rope, and coldly said, "Ferdinand, you and Isaiah have committed a heinous crime against the Falk Tribe. Today, you will be hanged on this gallows to end the dark era of your rule. What else do you have to say?"

"If Father has led the Falk Tribe for over 100 years, and has caused any harm to the tribesmen present, please allow me to express my sincere apologies to everyone here on his behalf," Ferdinand said to all the orcs present. He looked at the orcs present, and sincerely and generously said, "He died in the hands of his most trusted brother. The city gate was opened by a traitor, and the palace was conquered by the rebel army. He fought until the very last moment for the dignity of the chief and the glory of the Guardian of the Beast God! He lived his life with a clear conscience for the choice of the Beast God! He lived up to the trust of all the tribesmen! He lived up to his role as a father! "

The clamoring nobles gradually fell silent. Everyone hurriedly avoided Ferdinand's gaze, and didn't dare to meet his eyes.

"Isaiah!"

"Isaiah!!"

"Isaiah!!!"

Outside the fence, the orcs' furious and impassioned shouts could be heard. The crowd started to surge forward.

Gary's face changed between green and red. He quickly said, "You're misleading everyone with your lies! Kill … kill him! "

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