Chapter 68
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Across the sea from the Elven Kingdom, near the Swamp of Pain, lived a small tribe of nomadic orcs that hunted for a living.
This tribe was called Thunder Hammer, and they would sometimes go to the Swamp of Pain to hunt.
Today, as usual, the adult male orcs were led by the young and brave tribe leader to hunt wild boars in the swamp. The ones left behind in the tribe were female orcs, young orcs, and old orcs.
The hunting orcs came to the edge of the Swamp of Pain, where the air was filled with the smell of death. Every time they returned safely from a hunt, it was something worth celebrating. So every time they returned safely, the tribe would hold a bonfire party to celebrate the harvest.
For the survival of the tribe, these young warriors had no choice but to risk their lives to come to the Swamp of Pain.
What was different from usual was that today, these giant wolf companions were extremely restless. Giant wolves were orcs' companions, and their relationship was much closer than the relationship between humans and horses. This was because orcs would never saddle giant wolves. They thought that it was a great insult to their companions.
The humidity in the swamp was very high, and it made these orcs feel very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the tribe leader found a huge hardened wild boar. He raised the javelin in his hand, aimed, and shot at the wild boar.
For some reason, the wild boar didn't die after being hit by the javelin. Instead, it ran desperately into the depths of the swamp. The orcs couldn't just watch their prey slip away. Even though they didn't want to go deeper into the swamp, they still rode their giant wolves and chased after the wild boar.
Just as they were about to catch up, the wild boar burrowed into a huge mound. There was a huge hole in the mound.
The orcs got down from their giant wolves and walked to the hole. Suddenly, there was a heart-wrenching howl from inside. It was the wild boar's howl. The howl made the orcs shudder.
Then, before the orcs could react, a black tide rushed out of the hole and swallowed the group of orcs. The tribe leader watched as all the orcs and giant wolves were drowned by the black tide. Painful howls resounded in the Swamp of Pain. No one knew what this was. Until the orc tribe leader's eyeballs flowed out from his eye sockets and slowly disappeared, only a pile of orcs and giant wolves' white skeletons were left.
This black tide didn't stop. Soon, like a flood, it drowned the surrounding Thunder Hammer tribe. All the female orcs, young orcs, old orcs, and all the living things were not spared.
No one knew when this black tide would stop and when it would come. All the orcs were left with endless fear …
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