PDLP Chapter 1014 In the Beast World Novel, the Queen's Puppy is Fierce and Powerful 6
Chapter 1014 In the Beast World Novel, the Queen's Puppy is Fierce and Powerful 6
He paused and added.
"In the past two weeks, it has appeared more and more frequently, and each time it comes from the east, but the distance is not close."
East?
Jiao Bang was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that the east was the direction where the Holy Land was located.
Could this aura that haunts his son's dreams be related to the holy land?
Just as the father and son of the Jiao clan were still speculating, a bell suddenly rang out.
The sound of the bell seemed to penetrate everything, reaching directly into the ears of every orc.
Beneath the clouds, five golden rays shot into the sky, shining exceptionally brightly even under the clear blue sky. Even from a distance, one could feel a strong and sacred aura emanating from them.
Then, golden light fell, and where the light shone, only faint golden lines could be seen, which was the location given by the Holy Land.
Miaomiao knew that the Golden Bridge, which only appears every five years, had appeared. She turned to look at the tiger warriors and guards who were already fully prepared, and spoke clearly and forcefully.
"Check your gear, let's go!"
Two days ago, Miaomiao finally figured out what she had always found strange and amiss from the original owner's meager memories. The original owner's combat strength was almost the ceiling of the Tiger Clan, so why did the original owner not have any memories of entering the Holy Land?
It turns out that she was not yet an adult at the time, and was not at the peak of her fighting ability.
Another reason is that ordinary orcs can only enter the Holy Land once in their entire lives. Only by becoming the king of their tribe and holding the token given by the Holy Land can they have the qualification to enter the Holy Land multiple times.
Therefore, after each competition, the original warriors were either used to train the next warriors or formed their own hunting teams to contribute to the tribe's prosperity.
This is almost the norm for every ethnic group. The priority now is to lead the people of the group to the holy site, achieve top rankings, and avoid having their food and territory divided up.
Miaomiao's only consolation was that by holding Baobao, she was essentially holding the original storyline.
The seemingly unimportant plot of the original owner's self-destructive actions can at least give Miaomiao some inspiration.
For example, in the original storyline, the original owner and his group were not surrounded and intercepted by other races. However, in the original owner's memory, it seemed that the leader of the rock sheep race was ambushed and was barely alive when he arrived at the holy land.
This indirectly led to the tragic defeat of the argali tribe in this competition.
Miaomiao had no intention of becoming the Holy Mother, nor could she inform the Rock Sheep Clan. Their clans were located in different places, and even the direction of the Golden Bridge was different. Before entering the Holy Land, following the safest route, there was simply no possibility of encountering them.
Seeing Miaomiao's relaxed expression, Baobao gave her a timely reminder.
"Miaomiao, these are just the original owner's memories, it doesn't mean that nothing will change."
The journey will take about ten days, and we'll be going through almost entirely undeveloped areas, so you'll have to be careful and wary of other tribes as well.
Upon hearing this, Miaomiao felt that she should indeed be more cautious. Therefore, she specially divided the fifty guards into three teams: ten people in the front team scout ahead, and thirty people in the middle team protect the supplies and the warriors.
Then, ten men from the rear guard were used to cover the rear, with each team maintaining a distance of twenty paces from each other. If anything unusual was detected, they would use a beast's roar as a signal.
Miaomiao knew very well that in this primitive era, caution was never superfluous, and she didn't want to be back to square one due to a moment of carelessness.
Meanwhile, in the undeveloped area between the Tiger Clan's territory and the Golden Bridge, which was the closest to the Tiger Clan, several Python Clan beastmen who had appeared in the vicinity more than ten days earlier exchanged surprised glances.
They were orcs sent by their leader to loiter between the Tiger Clan and the ocean, searching for a possible location where the Golden Bridge might exist after the Holy Land appeared, and to lie in ambush nearby.
There were more than two hundred python-type beastmen sent out together, but their abilities were limited. The adult pythons were only a dozen meters long, and they were considered lower-class members of the tribe.
It should have taken two or three days to get from the Tiger Clan's tribal area to the Golden Bridge. If they're lucky, at least seventy or eighty tribesmen should be able to get there and ambush them together.
For this ambush, the chieftain even had them apply the venom they obtained from the affiliated snake-like orcs to the bone spears they carried.
At this moment, more than twenty python-type orcs crouched against the tree trunk, their scales gleaming coldly in the shade, and the bone spears in their hands were vibrant green, flashing with a sharp light in the sunlight.
The leading python-like beastman flicked his tongue, not in a hurry, as the tiger-like people were probably still on their way.
He merely stared menacingly in the direction of the tiger tribe, casually swallowing a few passing rats to replenish his strength.
"It will probably take another day to get there. The Tiger Clan doesn't walk slowly, but they will be careful in this unclaimed territory."
"Once they reach the bottom of this dense forest, we'll throw bone spears and unleash venomous snakes; we'll kill as many as we can!"
The orc next to him responded in a low voice.
"I heard that the Tiger Clan changed its king last year. He's a mutated white tiger with very high combat power. We still need to be careful when dealing with him..."
"What are you afraid of?" The leading orc sneered.
"No matter how strong she is, she can't withstand our venom. As long as this venom breaks through the skin, it can make those tiger-clan beastmen's muscles stiff and unable to resist within half an hour."
If she dares to come down, dozens of us will attack together. Even if we perish together, it will be a contribution to the tribe.
The king wants us to weaken their strength as much as possible!
In fact, this python-like beastman knew more.
Their king originally planned to have these lower-class tribesmen ambush the ibex tribe on their inevitable route, but before they left, he suddenly changed his mind, seemingly because of the transmission of some message.
However, he clearly remembered that Wang's face was very ugly at the time, and he seemed to be cursing something about useless rabbits.
But that has nothing to do with him. These lower-class members of the python clan are born to serve the king. Being able to relieve the king's worries and solve his problems is an honor for a lifetime.
"Fight for the glory of the tribe!"