"Doomhammer!" Unlike Gul 'dan's humility, Zuluhed didn't bow, and Orgrim didn't mind either.
After all, Zuluhed was a tribal chief, the leader of the Dragonmaw Tribe. He was also a Shaman, the only Shaman who accompanied his tribe after coming to this world. Furthermore, Orgrim felt more comfortable talking to a typical Beastman like him.
It was because of the Shaman's strange prophecy, or rather, the things he could provide that Orgrim was very interested in.
"How's that going?" Doomhammer didn't bother with pleasantries and directly took the wine cup Zuluhed handed over. The wine inside was very good, and the human blood that flowed into the cup made it even more delicious.
"It's done! Great chief! "Zuluhed opened his smelly mouth and let out a smile that seemed like a declaration of victory.
"Take me to see it! Now! Immediately! "Orgrim couldn't wait any longer.
Of the two attacks, one was a complete defeat, and the other was a complete failure. Orgrim deeply felt the bottleneck of the Beastmen. As the most knowledgeable Beastman, and also the one with the highest position, Orgrim knew that the era of the Beastmen conquering the world was over.
"Understood. Please follow me. "Zuluhed called for Orgrim to mount his Warg.
Not long after, they arrived at the southeast side of the wetlands.
This place was called Grimbator, as the Dwarves called it. It used to be a Dwarven stronghold, but now it belonged to the Dragonmaw Tribe.
While the rooms in the Dwarven stronghold were large enough for the Dwarves, it wasn't friendly to most of the Beastmen. Zuluhed had most of his tribesmen who had nothing better to do expand this place. The stronghold was well-equipped, and it was built inside the mountains, making it easy to defend.
This was very important because there was a killing machine here that could break through the damned defenses of the humans.
Zuluhed brought the Great Chief and his guards deeper into the stronghold, and finally arrived in front of a large iron gate. One could imagine that behind the gate was a vast underground hall.
"What's inside? You told me a few weeks ago that you sensed an incomparably powerful mysterious force that could change the entire situation. Is this thing inside now? "
"Yes, my Great Chieftain."
"I hope the thing inside has that value. Do you know? Zuluhid, for the sake of that illusory image of yours, I sent you 30,000 elite orcs as a search team and 100,000 laborers as excavators. If it weren't for you, I would've gone all out to attack Southshore. Now! If you disappoint me, I don't mind showing you the wrath of the Great Chief. "Orgrim raised the [Hammer of Destruction] in his hand and made a threatening declaration.
"You won't be disappointed, Great Chief." Zuluhid wrinkled his nose and revealed a rough smile.
At this moment, one of Orgrim's guards tried to touch the handle of the gate.
"Wait!"
The Dragonmaw Tribe's chief issued a stern warning. He took out a strange thing from a large bag on his waist. It was a huge and ordinary-looking golden disc. He raised the disc high up in the air.
"I am the master of [Demon's Soul], and I order you to appear in the name of my master! Guardian! "
It was hard to tell if Zuluhid was using the shaman's power or not.
In any case, in the eyes of the Great Tribal Chief and the dozens of orc guards, they could only see countless sparks surging from the huge iron gate, gathering into a figure in the void in front of the iron gate.
The figure gradually became clearer. It was a tall and strong humanoid figure wearing unfamiliar bone armor. Its top looked like a demon's skull that had lost its skin and flesh, but it was burning with flames.
Its eyes were balls of black flames. This strange existence floated in front of them. It was as tall as the orcs, but it looked sluggish. It emitted an indescribable power and … a sense of vigilance.
"We want to go in." Zuluhed said as he raised the [Demon's Soul] in front of him and pointed at Orgrim and his guards. He was telling it that 'we' included those creatures.
The strange existence nodded, turned into countless sparks again, and disappeared in front of the gate. The Dragonmaw Tribe's chief nodded to his Great Chief, indicating that they could enter.
"What will happen if we barge in?" Orgrim asked.
"Uh, very bad. That time, a messenger came with your message. He didn't wait for me to remove the guard before rushing in. Then, that guard appeared out of nowhere and grabbed that idiot's head with its huge, burning hand. Then, that idiot's head turned to ash. "
Orgrim could almost imagine a huge flaming claw grabbing the careless Beastman's head, flames coming out of his orifices. A few seconds later, the Beastman stopped screaming, and his body went limp as his head turned into a pile of ash.
Fortunately, Zuluhid was a pure orc, and not a schemer like Gul 'dan who made Orgrim uncomfortable all day long. Fortunately, Gul 'dan was heavily injured.
The huge iron gate opened with a squeak.
Inside, there were dozens of heavy metal chains that had been heated red by the high temperature and were attached to the wall. Oddly enough, Orgrim thought that he would see a gigantic creature cramming the entire cave.
In the end, at the end of the magical chain that got thinner and thinner as it got closer to the center of the room, was …
A human female!?
From the point of view of the entrance, her face was pressed against the ground, and she was lying on her side with her head facing the innermost part of the cave. She was wearing a crimson red gauntlet and leggings with golden edges, and a sexy bikini battle armor. As a woman, she was very beautiful. She had a head of fiery red hair and a body that was incomparably seductive in the eyes of humans.
He didn't know if it was because of comfort or despair, but Orgrim could clearly feel that she was actually awake, but she was lying there just like that.
Orgrim was enraged!
He pointed at the plump breasts and slender waist with his thick finger and cursed at Zuluhid, "You idiot, you're attracted by these shriveled breasts and slender waist?! Bastard! I don't care which human queen or princess she is! Zuluhid, you're dead! "
At this moment, Zuluhid smiled mysteriously and knocked on the disk in his hand.
In the next moment, the seemingly human woman and the chain rapidly grew in size together …
A few seconds later, Orgrim recovered from his shock.
"Hahaha! Well done, Zuluhid! "
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