Chapter 910

Just as Shien was deep in thought, he heard a quarrel in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Shien came back to his senses and raised his hand to look in front of him.

Shien could not help but raise his brows.

This was because he saw someone he was familiar with.

It was someone he did not have a good relationship with, and they had even fought before. Or rather, Shien had one-sidedly taught him a lesson.

"Get out of my way!"

With a furious roar, a tall and burly Tigerman punched an orc warrior, forcing him to retreat.

That Tigerman wasn't ordinary at all. The aura he was emitting was extremely powerful, so much so that many of the surrounding Beastman Warriors were shivering with fear. Clearly, they were extremely afraid of him.

The Orcs passing by were also shocked by the aura, and even more so by the sudden violent scene.

However, they quickly recognized the Tigerman's identity.

"That's the minister of the Tigerman tribe, the top legendary powerhouse, Norb …?"

An orc exclaimed in surprise.

That Tigerman powerhouse was Norb.

He was the minister of the Tigerman tribe, ranked second among the orcs. He was a rank 97 Tigerman warrior, the one who had been beaten up by Shien in front of Borztutt's house just to see Chafnie.

"Yes! It's him! "

"Who doesn't know the second most powerful orc?"

"What is Minister Norb doing?"

"Why are you still calling him Minister Norb?"

"Oh, he's not the minister anymore …"

"How pitiful …"

The orcs were shocked at first, but they soon felt pity and started to whisper among themselves.

Shien's senses were amplified by [External Destiny], allowing him to hear the conversation clearly.

"He's not the minister?"

Sean's eyebrows, which had just been raised, frowned again.

Then, Shien realized that Norb's condition was not right.

His body was bound by thick chains, and only the chains on his hands seemed to have snapped, allowing him to wave his hands around and attack wantonly.

There were many orc warriors surrounding him with weapons in their hands. A few of them even pounced on him as though they wanted to subdue him, but Norb shook them off violently.

That scene, no matter how one looked at it, was like a criminal being escorted by soldiers. The criminal had broken free from the shackles and was fighting with the escorting soldiers in order to escape.

What was inconceivable was that the orc warriors escorting Nob seemed to be the warriors of the Tiger Tribe under his command.

"Let me go! You traitors! "

Norb was enraged, and he didn't hold back at all. No matter how strong the orc warriors were, they would all fall to the ground and vomit blood. They weren't a match for Norb at all.

Seeing that the Orc Warrior Legion was gradually falling into a disadvantageous position and couldn't even subdue Norb, who was only fighting with his bare fists, a cold snort sounded when the Orc Warrior Legion was about to fall.

"Swoosh!"

In the next second, a figure appeared in front of Norb at an extremely fast speed.

"…!"

Norb sensed the incoming attack, and he wanted to react, but his movements were much slower because of the chains on his body.

This delay directly gave the other party the opportunity to strike like a bolt of lightning.

"Bang!"

The attacker was holding a huge spiked mace, and with a whistling sound, the mace landed heavily on Norb's chest.

"Puff!"

Norb vomited a mouthful of blood, and his entire body was sent flying like a cannonball towards the orc warriors that surrounded him.

The orc warriors did not even have time to react, and they were directly hit by Norb's sturdy body.

In an instant, the orc warriors cried out in pain and vomited blood, as though they had been struck by lightning. They fell to the ground, and they were instantly injured.

From this, it could be seen how much of a shock Norb had suffered.

"Cough, cough …!"

Norb could only fall to the ground, and as he coughed out blood, he glared at the attacker.

Shien, who was mixed in the crowd, also turned to look at that person.

Upon closer inspection, it was a Tigerman who looked somewhat similar to Norb.

The two of them looked similar, and their physiques were equally sturdy. The only difference was that Norb looked more boorish, while that person looked quite sinister. The spiked mace in his hand carried a thick smell of blood, and it was simply telling everyone that this person was not a good person.

That was the truth.

"My dear brother, you really didn't give in so easily."

The sinister Tigerman walked up to Norb and looked down at him, who was vomiting blood on the ground, with an extremely cold smile on his face.

When the orcs saw this sinister-looking tiger man, they immediately recognized his identity.

"The second strongest person of the Tigerman Tribe, Minister Norb's younger brother, Nott …!"

"Nott? Level 96, second only to Minister Nob in the Tigermen tribe? Even among the beastmen, he can be ranked in the top five?"

"He is also the current minister of the Tigerman Tribe who ousted Minister Norb."

"In other words, he is …"

"Ah, he is …"

The orcs subconsciously lowered their voices, and the way they looked at the Tigerman named Nott changed.

It was a complicated gaze of rejection, hostility, disdain, and fear.

Sean immediately understood that the Tigermen tribe, which was ranked second among the orcs, seemed to have undergone some changes that could be called a coup d 'état.

The proof was Norb's angry roar.

"I don't have a younger brother like you!"

Norb roared at Nott, looking at him with eyes full of anger, disappointment, and hatred.

But Nott didn't care.

"Don't say that, my dear brother." Nott sneered and said, "No matter what, we are brothers born from the same mother. Even if you have always looked down on me, I still spared your life. Isn't that enough to show how close I am to you?"

"Ptui!" Norb spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and roared, "If it was in the past, I would still treat you as my younger brother. Even if you are cunning and despicable, I have never thought of banishing you!"

Norb's roar grew louder as he spoke.

"But now, look at what you have done …!

You betrayed the humans! You betrayed the Protoss! You betrayed me! Not only did you usurp the position of the Tigerman Tribe while I was away, but you also joined the evil Primal Demon!

"I really regret sparing your life and letting you stay in the tribe when you made so many mistakes. Many people in the tribe also pleaded for you!"

"In the end? It's fine if you betrayed me! But you also betrayed everyone who helped you, helped you, and believed in you!

"You traitorous thing! I can't wait to kill you! "

Norb roared again and again, silencing the orcs around him.

Many Orc Warriors also had complicated and conflicted expressions on their faces. Some of them even lowered their heads in guilt.

Looking at this scene, Shien's eyes flickered.

Only Nott didn't show any guilt even though his face was dark. Instead, the cold smile on his face became thicker.

"Things have already come to this, and you still think we should follow the humans and the Protoss's footsteps and go against the newborn Primal Demon?"

Nott raised his hammer and pressed it on Norb's body as he said coldly.

"You've seen it for yourself. In this month, how did the newborn Primal Demon slowly take over this world?"

"So what if they are the Protoss?

"So what if they are the Demons?

"Even with the Three Goddesses and Six Demons on the other side, didn't they still get beaten up by the new [Primal Demon] and end up in such a pitiful state?"

Nott increased his strength bit by bit.

"The facts have proven that without the Supreme God and the Demon King, the Protoss and Demons are nothing.

Even the Supreme God turned a deaf ear to the situation and continued to sleep in her Holy Realm. Doesn't this prove that we are the ones in the right?

Of course, the Supreme God is high above, omnipotent and invincible. In her eyes, what we are doing is nothing but playing house in her garden (world), isn't it?

But even if it's just playing house, there will always be winners. Now, no doubt, our side is stronger, my dear big brother. "

Nott's meaning was simple. He was implying that Nott should adapt to the situation and follow the strong side.

"I'm saving our Tiger Tribe and our Beastmen Race!"

Otherwise, if the humans and the Protoss lose, the Orcs will be slaughtered to the last.

"Only by following me, obeying me, and pledging allegiance to the new [Primordial Devil] together with Guula will the Tigermen Tribe and the Beastmen Tribe survive, and even become stronger."

"I'm the minister who can lead the Tiger Tribe to glory. You should just obediently go to the other side and be a prisoner, big brother."

As he spoke, the spikes on Nott's spikes pierced into Nott's flesh.

"Ugh … Ahhh …!"

Nott's face was twisted and vicious as he struggled with all his might. However, due to his heavy injuries and the thick chains on his body, he couldn't resist Nott's strength at all.

Nott couldn't help but groan in pain.

However, he didn't surrender because of that. Instead, he glared at Nott with bloodshot eyes.

In fact, Nott wasn't really loyal to the humans and the Protoss.

He didn't have a strong belief in the Protoss and didn't have a strong sense of belonging to the humans. He believed that the strong ruled and believed that whoever had the bigger fist had the bigger say.

However, this wasn't the reason why he would be convinced by Nott's words.

First of all, although he didn't feel proud to be a member of the human race, he had deep feelings for the tiger people he belonged to.

Secondly, although he didn't have much faith in the Protoss, he respected the Goddesses who were able to perform miracles that he couldn't achieve and led the humans without any regrets.

Furthermore, he was a rough person and believed in the principle of the strong ruling. However, he would never admit to conspiracies.

From his point of view, the newborn Primal Demon's actions were all despicable and shameless. He was afraid of the threat of the Demons and the greatness of the Goddesses.

In his eyes, the newborn Primal Demon wasn't strong at all. It was just a group of despicable people.

If it was a direct confrontation, how could the newborn Primal Demon, which only had two Transcendent Level existences, fight against the three major races that had more than ten Transcendent Level existences?

Not to mention …

In Norb's mind, a beautiful figure that he could never forget flashed by.

Thinking about how that person was also trapped in the Demon World because of the newborn Primal Demon's scheme and couldn't return to the human world, Nott's anger rose.

"Don't think that you despicable people can be so arrogant forever …!"

Nott squeezed out all of his strength and let out an angry roar that resounded throughout Kosmos.

"Even if you're scheming, it doesn't change the fact that you're afraid of the true powerhouses!"

"Three Goddesses!"

"Six Great Demons!"

"And … the Brave …!"

"They will definitely defeat you!"

Such an angry roar seemed to shake everyone's heart, resounding in everyone's mind.

In an instant, the surrounding Beastmen looked at each other, and the light in their eyes grew brighter.

The Beastmen warriors couldn't help but reveal a timid expression, and their struggling expressions became more intense.

Nott's heart skipped a beat when he saw all of this.

He knew that the situation wasn't good.

The Beastmen weren't united in the first place, and not everyone was like Guella and Nott, sincerely choosing to betray.

Most of the Beastmen were like Nott, deeply revering the rumors and powers of the Three Goddesses, Six Great Demons, and the Brave. Over the years, they had built up a heart of worship and admiration for these existences.

To put it bluntly, the so-called faith was the worship of great deeds, miracles, and power.

If the Gods couldn't summon miracles and didn't have great powers, then who would believe in them?

The faith of the human race was just like that.

The Hero, the Three Goddesses, the Six Great Demons, and the other existences were undoubtedly the most famous figures and powerhouses in the world.

Many people had been instilled with the concept of how great and powerful these existences were from the moment they gained consciousness, and as time went by, faith appeared.

In comparison, the newborn Primal Demon didn't have the long-term faith to worship in many people's eyes.

Therefore, other than the Evil Gods and the Old Demons, who were ambitious and had ulterior motives, most of the Beastmen were unwilling to betray the Humans, Protoss, and Demons.

Guella understood this point, which was why he used forceful methods to control the important figures of the various races, forcing them to obey.

Otherwise, not to mention a month, even a year, ten years, or even a hundred years might not be enough to make the entire Beastmen submit to him.

Once some of the Beastmen disregarded everything and rebelled, Guella's methods would come to an end.

Clearly understanding this point, Nott noticed that the Beastmen's expressions were getting more and more strange. He immediately realized that if this continued, their rebellious hearts would be awakened.

Thus …

"Since you want to die so much, I'll fulfill your wish."

Nott's eyes finally revealed killing intent as he looked at Nott.

He wanted to make an example out of Nott.

Only then would he be able to intimidate everyone present and let them know the consequences of resisting.

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, Nott raised the huge spiked mace up high and swung it down mercilessly at Nott's head.

The momentum and strength of the mace were enough to tell that Nott's head would be smashed into a pile of mush if he was hit.

This was a fatal blow.

Whoosh!

However, before the orcs in the surroundings could let out a cry of surprise, another gust of wind blew past.

A figure whistled through the air and arrived before Nott in an instant.