Han Shuo lay on the ground, gradually calming down as he listened to the young orc's shouts.
Although the young orc was strong and strong, it was difficult for him to truly harm Han Shuo. With the strength of his body, even if the young orc used his axe to hack at him, Han Shuo would still be able to recover afterwards.
Therefore, Han Shuo didn't appear to be flustered. He allowed the young orc to shout and wrangle as he silently waited for his body to recover.
After a while, Han Shuo opened his eyes, his deep, pitch-black pupils landing on the little orc.
The young orc turned pale with fright when he was stared at by Han Shuo. He abruptly took a dozen steps back and looked at Han Shuo in fright, shouting in panic, "Are you dead or not?"
Han Shuo couldn't speak for the time being as his tongue hadn't recovered. He could only look at the little orc, blinking his eyes.
The young orc stared at Han Shuo in fright for a while. Seeing that Han Shuo was only looking at him calmly without malice or taking any action, the young orc's courage grew a little. He then walked towards Han Shuo.
"Um, is there anything I can help you with?" the young orc asked cautiously as he stared into Han Shuo's eyes after thinking for a while.
He was still a kind orc, Han Shuo thought to himself. He continued to look at the young orc calmly, waiting for his tongue to recover.
"What's wrong with you? Are you going to die? How can I help you? " The simple and honest young orc wasn't tainted by the bad habits of humans who killed and robbed. He only asked again and again with a sincere attitude.
After a while, two streaks of blood flowed out from the corner of Han Shuo's mouth. His mouth wriggled a little, and he suddenly spoke weakly in the orc language, "Thank you, but there's no need!"
The demonic infant in his body gradually recovered. Han Shuo could feel that the cells and blood essence in the demonic infant were regrowing under the effect of demonic yuan.
The demonic infant was the foundation of Han Shuo's demonic body. As long as the demonic infant recovered, the source of Han Shuo's demonic yuan would be able to operate. The recovery process of his body would also accelerate. The two avatars hidden in the demonic infant would also be able to immediately escape.
Although Han Shuo was anxious, he knew that this young orc wouldn't be able to help him at all. Therefore, he didn't bother to say anything. This place was a thousand miles away from where the Primordius Dragon had perished. It wasn't too far, but it wasn't too short either. it wasn't too far either. For a divine realm expert, it wouldn't take too long to cross a thousand miles without using any transportation matrixes.
That midgod of the Shrine of Ice would definitely be unwilling to see Han Shuo vanish right before his eyes. Han Shuo was certain that that person wouldn't let him go. Perhaps, at this moment, that person had already started searching for traces of Han Shuo from that area.
Naturally, this young orc couldn't harm Han Shuo. However, if that midgod of the Shrine of Ice were to find him under such circumstances, Han Shuo believed that only death awaited him.
"No need? Your injuries are so severe. If we don't treat it in time, you will surely bleed to death! "the young orc cried out in alarm and jumped up.
"I've already stopped bleeding. Don't worry, I won't die. Just do whatever you need to do. Don't worry about me!" As the demonic infant gradually recovered, Han Shuo's weak voice became slightly louder.
"I'll help you take care of it. I'm not asking for anything in return. You humans are always so strange. I've heard from my mother that you humans talk about repaying favors and not being willing to accept favors from others!" The young orc didn't leave as Han Shuo expected. He mumbled to himself, took out a small leather pouch from his waist, and took out a crude medicine bottle. He poured out some powder from the pouch and smeared it on Han Shuo's scarred body.
Han Shuo could sense that the powder was just the most ordinary medicine to staunch bleeding and prevent bacterial infection. It was practically useless when smeared on Han Shuo's body.
"Thank you, but I really don't need it!" Han Shuo's voice slowly regained its calmness. His listless eyes also regained some vigor.
"You've suffered such severe injuries. If you don't need it, nobody will! Alright, don't worry. I'm not asking for anything in return. You're so annoying! " The young orc grumbled impatiently. He didn't care whether Han Shuo agreed or not. In any case, he smeared all the powder in his medicine bottle on Han Shuo's wounds.
It was obvious that this was a very kind-hearted young man. Feeling the slight coolness produced by the powder on his skin, Han Shuo felt a warm feeling in his heart.
"Alright, do as you please." Han Shuo said no more. He used his eyes to size up the young orc who was meticulously smearing the powder on his wounds and bandaging them without a care for the dirt. Looking at the young orc's attentive appearance, Han Shuo, who was a little worried that the person from the Shrine of Ice might come looking for him at any time, gradually calmed down.
As his mind calmed down, his body's recovery process seemed to have sped up a little. This phenomenon made him feel even more relaxed.
"What's your name? What are you doing here?" Han Shuo no longer cared about the condition of his body. Instead, he appeared to be very leisurely asking the young orc.
"My name is Tuaf. I'm here to chop some wood!" He replied casually. Soon after, he said in a strange tone, "You're really a strange human. You're on the verge of death, yet you don't have the slightest reaction. You even have the mood to talk to me."
As soon as the conversation began, the two gradually loosened their restraints. Through his communication with Tuaf, Han Shuo learned about his family's circumstances. Through him, Han Shuo also learned about the orcs' hardships.
As it turned out, because the land was barren and crops could not be cultivated, there were orcs starving to death every day. Those rumors about orcs eating humans were indeed true. Under such circumstances, if the orcs wished to survive, they had no choice but to think of other ways. Plundering the southern border was a helpless action they had to take in order to survive.
Over the past two years, the Orc Empire had sunk into a predicament that had not been seen in a hundred years. A large number of orcs had starved to death. Some of the older orcs were unwilling to waste food and committed suicide in groups so that their descendants could survive. Many orc villages were shrouded in the shadow of death.
Under such circumstances, the major orc tribes were unprecedentedly united. They did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of a large number of orc warriors in order to invade the southern border and occupy a piece of fertile land so that they could alleviate the miserable situation of their own empires that were littered with corpses.
Tuaf's village was considered to be in a better situation. It was only because there were some wild beasts in the surrounding barren hills that they could barely survive by relying on these wild beasts. However, the wild beasts in the barren hills were limited. Take the place where Han Shuo was staying for example. There used to be many lone wolves, pythons, and the like, but they had all been captured and killed. Only withered trees were left to be used as firewood.
As he listened to Tuaf's description of the current situation in the Orc Empire, Han Shuo's heart was filled with mixed emotions. It was the first time he recognized the orcs' hardships. When he recalled that he had personally killed more than a hundred thousand orc warriors who had no choice but to come to the southern border for survival, he could not help but feel an indescribable sense of guilt.
This conversation made Han Shuo realize that there were actually kind and upright people among the barbaric orcs. It was also because they had no other choice but to invade the southern border. If one were to look at things from a different perspective, one would sometimes come up with a different point of view.
Finally, Han Shuo's demonic infant completed its restoration unknowingly while they were talking.
With a thought, the avatar of death hidden in the demonic infant suddenly flew out and transformed into another identical Han Shuo in front of the young orc.
"Ah! This … this … "The little orc retreated in shock. He pointed at the skeletal staff that had transformed into Han Shuo. He was so panic-stricken that he could not even finish his sentence.
"You're a pretty good lad. Hmm, it can be considered fate that we met today. Take this thing and don't let anyone know about it. This thing will be useful to you. As long as you comprehend it with your heart, you might become an amazing great shaman! " Han Shuo took out a necklace made of animal bones and hung it around the young orc's neck. A cold glint pierced through the young orc's fingertip and a few drops of blood flowed into the necklace made of animal bones.
In an instant, the young orc's face turned lifeless as though he had suffered a heavy blow. His body was on the verge of collapsing, as though it had been battered by turbulent waves.
This necklace made of animal bones was obtained by Han Shuo when he killed the old shaman outside of Ossen City. The old shaman was on the verge of breaking through to basegod. The necklace made of animal bones was similar to a space ring and contained some kind of miraculous energy inherited from it. Han Shuo had no use for it all this time.
The energy inherited from the necklace made of animal bones could only be received by an orc without any cultivation foundation. It could also be considered fate that he met Tuaf. Although he did not really help Han Shuo, Han Shuo still appreciated his kind intentions. In addition, Tuaf was kind-hearted, honest, and straightforward. Therefore, Han Shuo decided to let him inherit the energy of the necklace made of animal bones.
Of course, Tuaf would not be able to reach the sky in a single bound after inheriting the energy. At most, he could only communicate with the powerful magical beasts that Tuaf had subdued in the past. As for whether Tuaf could subdue those powerful magical beasts or use the energy inherited from him to cultivate the secret shaman arts to the same realm as the old shaman, Han Shuo had no idea.
Han Shuo had only pointed out a bright path to him. Whether he could walk to the end or not would still depend on Tuaf himself.
The slight trembling of Tuaf's body signified the success of the energy inheritance. While he was clenching his teeth and enduring the energy inherited from him, Han Shuo's avatar of death had already left with his injured main body.
Tuaf felt as though he was in a turbulent current. Some strange things were surging into his brain and body, giving him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
After an unknown period of time, Tuaf's body gradually stopped trembling. He felt that his brain was muddle-headed and filled with many things that did not belong to him.
"Eh? Where's that weirdo?!" Tuaf suddenly cried out in alarm after he regained consciousness. He lowered his head and discovered that the place where Han Shuo had just stood was completely empty. There was not even a trace of him. On the flat yellow ground, someone had used a finger to deeply carve some words.
"Tuaf, it is fate that brought us together. I don't know if what I did was right or wrong for you, but I feel that the orcs need a leader like you. The profound meaning of shaman has been inherited into your body. If you are willing, you can continue to cultivate in silence and contribute to the orcs. Hmm, when you can become a great shaman and have a certain level of authority among the orcs, and when you want to find a way out for the orcs, you can come to Lancelot Empire's Brettel City to look for me. I am the City Lord of Brettel City, Brian. Remember these words! "
"Inheritance of the profound meaning of shaman? What does that mean? What a strange human! "Tuaf muttered to himself as he looked at the words under his feet in a daze.
All of a sudden, as though a ray of light had streaked across his mind, the muddle-headed orc teenager seemed to have understood something in an instant. He suddenly jumped up and started laughing like a madman, "Haha, I can become a great shaman! This is unbelievable! I must have met the Orc God! The Orc God is guiding me! "
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Although Han Shuo could predict that the orc teenager would be wild with joy after learning the truth, he did not expect that the orc teenager would become the most respected shaman among the orcs many years later. Not only that, but he had also solved the problem that had been troubling the orcs for a long time.
His avatar of death carried Han Shuo's avatar and flew along some remote roads. They finally returned to South Border City at the southern border before the sky turned dark.
In South Border City, Han Shuo had become a god that everyone revered. Han Shuo didn't even dare to show his face in public, fearing that he would cause a commotion among the people here.
Draped in a pitch-black magical robe, Han Shuo used the transportation matrix and arrived at Brettel City. Without greeting anyone, he used the transportation matrix in Brettel City to return to the Cemetery of Death on the gourd-shaped island in the middle of the Boundless Sea.
Just in case, he even changed the location of the transportation matrix in the depths of the City Lord's Mansion in Brettel City. He placed it under a filthy and smelly quagmire outside the city, and concealed the magical aura on it with demonic arts.
Those people should be very familiar with elemental energy. However, the power of demonic arts was different from any energy they were familiar with. Han Shuo believed that by concealing it with demonic arts, they would not be able to detect its location.
Inside the Cemetery of Death on the gourd-shaped island in the Boundless Sea, Han Shuo's main body immediately resumed his cultivation.
His two avatars of destruction stayed in the Cemetery of Death, while his avatar of death walked out. He wanted to see if there were any abnormalities in the surroundings to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Shuo's avatar of death walked out of the Cemetery of Death, he sensed a fairly strong soul occupying a deserted island not far away from the gourd-shaped island.
That soul immediately sensed Han Shuo's presence. It furiously transmitted, "I've finally found you. If you don't scram back to my territory, I'll come and kill you!"
Han Shuo knew that the soul was the same one he sensed last time – a sea super rank magical beast with strength similar to Pegasus.
"You're courting death!" Han Shuo was not in a good mood. On top of that, he didn't want any living creature in the surroundings to reveal his whereabouts. Therefore, he immediately transmitted his killing intent to the soul!
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