orc planet

At dusk, with a gust of howling wind, the giant griffin returned to its lair.

Seraier hid in the corner as usual, his palms were already sweating.He secretly glanced at Dittes, who was setting up a fire to roast his prey as usual.

Seraier nervously grabbed the animal skin under him, covering most of his body.He lowered his head slightly, holding a small bamboo tube in his palm, which contained a blue liquid.

It was something given to him by the red-haired hawk when Tiks was away during the day.He clearly remembered what Yingman said at that time. "Find a way to mix this juice into Tix's food.

Can doing this really help him escape from here...

"come over."

Hearing the voice of the orc beckoning him over, Seraier was so startled that he almost knocked over the bamboo pipe in his hand.He tried his best to control his nervousness, pretended to be the same as usual, got up and walked towards the orc.

"Are you feeling unwell today?"

Impatient with the slow movement of the other party, Tiks grabbed Seraier and pulled him into his arms, and moved slowly to his neck to smell his scent, just like a wild beast confirming its territory.

"Do you feel sad?" The orc's tall and muscular body hung over the boy's body, and his big palm gently stroked the boy's soft abdomen, his movements were cautious and gentle.

His thin lips gently rubbed against the corner of the boy's mouth, and an indescribable tenderness rose from his golden eyes.

It's a pity that Thrall didn't see all of this.He lowered his head, the only thing on his mind was how to drug Tiks.

"Ah! Snake!"

The boy in his arms suddenly yelled and pointed at the hole in horror.

A cold light flashed in Tiks' eyes, and after carefully putting down the person in his arms, he quickly ran to the entrance of the cave.

How dare you disturb him at this time!We must catch all the snakes in this pool!

It was only then that Seraire dared to breathe heavily, and sprinkled all the juice in the bamboo tube on the fresh and plump thighs of the antelope without further ado.After he put away the crime tools, Tiks also walked back to the cave while cursing.

He cut off the most tender and delicious rump meat of the antelope and handed it to Seraier, while he took off the prey's whole leg and started to chew.

Seraier bit the food in his hand bit by bit, and his big round eyes secretly glanced at the orcs beside him from time to time.I saw that Tiks had already finished off one antelope leg, and started to unload the other...

"you want to eat?"

Seeing the little guy looking at him all the time, Tiks thought he was coveting his share, and shook the food in his hand at him.Seraier hastily shook his head, and wolfed down his share, not daring to look at him again.

Tix chuckled, with a doting arc on the corner of his mouth.However, in the next second, his smile instantly froze on his mouth...

The huge body crashed to the ground, and the orc stared at the flustered Seraier in disbelief, with monstrous anger bursting out of his eyes.

"You──" He gritted his teeth and said, even though his muscles were beginning to weaken, he still held on, reaching out his hand to grab the other party.

Seraier exclaimed, and quickly stepped back a few steps.Seeing the orc lying on the ground unable to move, his black eyes were filled with horror at first, then slowly calmed down, and finally filled with resentment!

It was this bastard who ruined his clan and ruined him too!

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time couldn't help but burst out.Seraier waved his thin fists and beat Tiks violently like crazy.

"Why me, why did you find me! I hate you, I hate you!"

Tears rolled down his delicate face, drop by drop... scalding into the orc's heart.

Tix's hand drooped down, his strong body stiffened, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.A burst of darkness struck, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

At the last moment when he slowly closed his eyes, he seemed to see a vague figure...

"Let's go."

Asai pulled up Seraier who was on the ground, and cut off the shackles on his legs with a wave.

"The forest is full of griffin eyes. We're leaving in three days to reach Monte San Carlo."

Seraier nodded, grabbed Yingman's hand and stood up.He knew that going back to the tribe would only bring trouble to the tribe, as long as he could escape from here, that would be enough...

"hold me."

A Sai hugged Seraier horizontally, and rushed out of the cave in one breath.The icy water drenched his body and made him shiver, Seraier shrank into Asai's arms, hugging his neck tightly, not daring to look down.

After a few seconds, the two fell into the deep pool under the waterfall with a 'plop'.The night wind blows against the wet body, taking away the body temperature.

A Sai pushed aside the bushes, took out the animal skin coat that he had hidden long ago, and put it on Seraier.

"And you?"

Seraier changed out of the soaked clothes, and in the warm animal skin package, there was a little blood on his face.

"I am okay."

Asai shook off the water droplets on his body, smiled at Seraier, and stretched out his hand.

"come on."

The boy's body froze slightly, and then he tightly held Yingren's hand, tightly, not letting go...

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and it had been three days since Thrair escaped.

Tix regained consciousness as early as the next day, but felt nothing in his body.Until now, his muscles had a faint tingling sensation.This is a sign that the body is about to restore its senses.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall figure slowly approached in the golden-red afterglow.Tiks squinted his eyes, but before he could see clearly, the piercing pool of water poured down his head.

He couldn't help shivering, his muscles became more and more numb—

"Ang!" Tix made a hoarse voice, swung his stiff arms, and sat up slowly.

Ang has a cold face, no expression can be seen.But in his sharp golden beast eyes, he couldn't hide the impending storm.

"Go. I know where your little one is."

The first time Tiks heard the name of Seraier, his eyes widened suddenly, and a roar of anger burst out from his throat.His sturdy body trembled with extreme anger, and the muscles in his jaw twitched slightly.

"I'm going to tear them apart!"

How dare you touch his people!No matter who it is, don't even think about escaping from his grasp alive!

"Leave that guy to me." Ang's mouth curled into a sneer, and he slowly spit out Yingren's name.

"A-Say-er-t!"

Griffin

Palmerston is a griffin.

Like the strong and great name of this race, Palmerston is a powerful, god-like existence.

In the vast and boundless primeval forest, he--Pamerston, is the invincible king.

Griffin beasts have matured at the age of 13, but Fameston has not been responsible for the reproduction of the population for a long time.Because the reproduction of griffins is always at the expense of another life...

Finally one day, Palmerston found his female.It was a thin human being with a thin body and a charming smile on his delicate face.

Just one glance, and an urgent voice in my heart shouted: It's him!it's him!

Griffins never treat themselves badly, and neither does Palmerston.However, the moment he took off, he hesitated slightly: That human being looks so weak...

The power of the Griffin surpasses all species on this planet.Every griffin is an absolutely powerful king; but this name also dooms them to a lonely fate...

Even the small eggs of the griffins also inherit the strong lineage of their parents; from conception to birth, the little griffins torture their painful mothers all the time.

When a new life is born, another fragile life is doomed to perish.

From the moment of birth, the king who was born in blood has been branded with the mark of loneliness forever.

Griffons are cold-blooded and cruel, but they are like other orcs; the softest part of their hearts is dedicated to their partners without reservation.

They are more loyal than other creatures in this world, and their tenderness is always reserved only for their beloved partners.

But the fate is so cruel, the griffin roars in the pain of losing the one he loves the most; again and again, he suffers the heart-pounding pain of being unable to recover... It seems like a terrible reincarnation, no one can escape...

For the reproduction of the race, the griffins became more cold-blooded and ruthless, freezing their hearts forever.However, even so, they cannot escape the cruel palm of fate.Everything is just a futile struggle...

Famerston had sworn he would never love anyone.However, he fell in love with his partner.

The young life is so tenacious, under the persecution of the father again and again, it always stays firmly in the warm body of the mother.

Fameston felt that he was going crazy, sometimes he whispered softly to the little life in his belly; sometimes he stared at his child with red eyes, wishing to dig him out of his mother's belly...

"No! I'm going to give birth to him."

His beautiful eyes had long been obliterated by the pain, and the pale man understood: only giving birth to this child is the greatest revenge for Famerston...

That day finally came.

The bloodless hands tightly grasped Famerston, and in the dark eyes, his sanity gradually became lax.

"Kill me...so painful...kill me..."

Hands like dead branches pressed tightly on his abdomen, the pain seemed to tear him apart!

It's really painful, he can't take it anymore...he doesn't want to live anymore, don't...live any more...

Palmerston let out a wounded cry, and a horrific roar resounded through the sky.

The person in his arms is so light and thin, but he feels like he is lifting a heavy burden... He lowered his head, kissed the cold lips, twisted, sucked, entangled, but he never got even the slightest response...

His heart sank slowly, the muscles all over his body were tense, and it was difficult to breathe at all.There were tears in his eyes, but he was powerless to stop them.Hot tears fell on another person's face, and soon became extremely cold...

Palmerston raised his hand, his face dead silent.

His palms turned into sharp blades, and slowly sliced ​​through his lover's body, as well as his flesh and blood... The blood-stained agate-colored eggs lay quietly in the warm abdominal cavity.

A small voice came, and there were several cracks on the egg shell.

Palmerston stared at his child coldly, as long as he exerted a slight force, the fragile life would be wiped out in an instant.

Amber eyes slowly opened, the weak child stretched out his little hand, but was ruthlessly pushed away by his father.

There was no warmth in the cold eyes, and it was the first and last time for the newly born cub to hear his father's voice──

"Live on your own merits."

"Ang, that's your name."