The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The orcs were in deathly silence, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

The leader of their own tribe was being treated humiliatingly. This scene was like a sharp blade, deeply hurting the hearts of every orc of the Tiger Tribe.

In an instant, the eyes of all the tiger orcs turned red. The anger made some orcs unable to suppress the power in their bodies anymore, and they involuntarily revealed the characteristics of orcs.

The sharp tiger claws popped out instantly, flashing a cold light.

However, just as an orc was about to make a move, a faint buzzing sound was heard quietly.

The sound was so faint that the orc, who was blinded by anger, did not notice it at all.

Just as he was about to leap up onto the platform, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. In the blink of an eye, he felt the world in front of him become blurry.

With a loud "bang", the whole orc fell straight to the ground.

His lips quickly turned purple and the breath of life was rapidly draining away from his body.

This sudden change instantly plunged the tiger orcs into panic.

Their eyes widened with expressions of disbelief on their faces, because they had no idea how the Bee Tribe had made their move, and Yan just fell down inexplicably.

"Yan, what's wrong with you?" The beast next to Yan let out a heart-wrenching cry, his eyes turning red with anger and grief. He glared at the bee-bee orc on the high platform and shouted:

"What did you do to Yan? I'm going to fight you!"

Before the roar ended, he suddenly got up and rushed towards the platform desperately.

At this moment, a hand quickly stretched out from the side and blocked his way steadily.

Then in an instant, the figure rushed to the platform faster than him like an arrow.

The thin orc from the Bee Tribe who was holding the old leader of the Tiger Tribe hostage suddenly felt a black shadow with a sharp cold light sweeping towards him like lightning.

In an instant, his pupils contracted sharply and fear instantly enveloped his whole body.

Instinctively, he quickly raised the stone knife in his hand to block. However, the next second, he felt his hand lighten, and the stone knife disappeared.

What frightened him even more was that the black shadow did not entangle him, but instead grabbed the old tiger leader who was held hostage in his other hand like a ghost.

"Oh no, I've been fooled!" He secretly exclaimed in his heart. By the time he reacted and reached out to grab the old leader, it was too late.

He felt a sharp pain in his palm and subconsciously pulled his hand back. At that moment, something flew out and the pain in his hand made him scream.

When he looked at his hand again, he was stunned to see that his right hand had been cut off in half. The broken end was as smooth as if it had been cut, and blood gushed out like a fountain in an instant.

"Ahhh, my hand!" The piercing pain from the severed limb made him roll on the ground in agony.

This sudden and amazing change stunned the surrounding orcs. Their eyes were all focused on the tall orc who saved the old leader with one move.

I don't know who was the first to shout out the orc's name, but in an instant, all the tiger people shouted together, their voices were uniform, loud, and inspiring.

"Ri! Ri! Ri!" The shouts were like a surging wave, rushing straight into the sky, causing the anger of the tiger orcs that had been temporarily suppressed to burn again in an instant.

They rushed towards the platform desperately.

The riot here soon attracted the attention of the leader of the Bee Tribe.

Originally, he thought that sending low-level warriors from the Bee Tribe to deal with these orcs whose bloodlines had not yet awakened, or had just awakened, would be more than enough.

But he never expected that his warrior's arm would be cut off by the orc in just one move. What shocked him even more was that he himself did not even see clearly how the orc made the move.

At this moment, the leader of the Bee Tribe, who was hiding in the dark with the female he had snatched from the Tiger Tribe in his arms, suddenly lost interest.

He pushed the naked, trembling female away with disgust, then slowly stood up. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he looked directly at the male orc who was protecting the old leader tightly behind him and looking around vigilantly - Li.

Li did not relax his vigilance at all. He keenly felt that oppressive gazes were coming at him from all directions like sharp arrows.

If he was in beast form at this moment, the hair on his body would probably stand up because of this strong pressure. He could clearly feel the strong pressure from these eyes.

He knew that there must be pure-blooded orcs of higher rank than him hiding in the dark. Only the pressure of pure-blooded orcs could make orcs of lower rank feel fear involuntarily, or even have the urge to crawl on the ground and submit to the other party.

Li clenched his teeth, his facial muscles slightly twisted due to the force, and he tried his best to suppress the instinctive reaction in his blood.

Under this powerful pressure, he felt that all the bones in his body were "cracking", as if they would be dislocated and broken at any time. Every inch of muscle was under tremendous pressure, and every breath became extremely difficult.

The old leader who was protected by him was the first to notice Li's abnormal state. His expression became extremely complicated, and if you looked closely, there was a hint of imperceptible pity flashing in his eyes.

"Li, are you okay? Don't worry about me, take your people and leave here quickly!" Looking at this child who was raised by him and was trying his best to protect him, the old chief who always weighed the pros and cons of Li felt a deep sense of guilt for the first time.

He held his chest tightly. He was also at the center of the orcs' pressure. Although most of the pressure was borne by Li, just the small part that was left was enough to make him, an orc who had not awakened his bloodline power, feel difficulty breathing, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

While panting heavily, he tried hard to persuade Li to give up on him and leave this dangerous place as soon as possible. He knew that based on the Fengfeng tribe's past behavior, if Li continued to resist, they would definitely destroy his beast core and make him a useless person.

In the beast world, orcs who have lost their beast cores will not be accepted by any tribe, because no tribe will feed a useless orc in vain. Losing the beast core means losing the ability to hunt, and orcs who cannot hunt cannot even guarantee their own survival.

In this world of scarce resources, even old orcs who have lost their ability to hunt will voluntarily go to the Pit of Ten Thousand Beasts, waiting for the arrival of the Beast God to take them away and return them to the Beast God's arms.

Orcs who have lost their beast cores are even more miserable than those older orcs. They will be regarded as beings abandoned by the Beast God, struggling to survive alone in this world.

Li knew all this, but he could not and would not retreat, because he knew that if he retreated, the entire Tiger tribe would be destroyed and all the tribesmen would face a catastrophe.

While the old leader was still trying to persuade him, Hu Xiao felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and the sturdy orc who was standing in front of him disappeared. In his place, there was a white tiger with black stripes all over its body and blue eyes.

The tiger stood there majestically, opened its bloody mouth and let out a deafening roar towards the direction where the pressure came from.