Chapter 265: The Demon King’s Court
In just a few days, the pollution in the orc plane began to subside.

Especially when Rhodes just regained consciousness, he could feel that the earth was slowly recovering, but it was not very obvious yet.

After this period of development, the size of the Huang'e tribe has increased a lot, and the number of buildings has increased a lot.

But the strange thing was that the tribe was empty at this time, there was not a single orc to be seen, and even the food that had just sprouted had no one to take care of it.

"Did something happen?"

Rhodes' consciousness flew away from the statue and came to the outside of the tribe.

At a glance, one could see that the people of the Huang'e tribe gathered at the entrance of the canyon were confronting a team from another tribe.

In the distance, there was the sound of a conversation.

“Blood Blade Tribe, don’t go too far! This canyon and its surroundings have always been our territory. Not only did you steal our prey, you also injured our people!”

"Haha, who said this place belongs to you? In this wasteland, strength has always been the key!"

"So you guys don't intend to apologize for what you did?"

"Apologize? Then you have to have the ability to do so."

The atmosphere outside the canyon was tense. All the people from the Huang'e Tribe were glaring angrily at the team from the Blood Blade Tribe across from them.

But facing the questioning of Barom and others, the people of the Blood Blade Tribe seemed fearless and did not take them seriously, which made Rhodes, who came over, puzzled.

Because as far as he knew, the Blood Blade was a tribe nearby, and its strength was even weaker than that of the Wilderness.

Even if frictions between tribes occur from time to time, it shouldn't be Blood Blade who starts trouble first. Where do they get the confidence from?

Thinking of this, he looked at the Blood Blade team, and suddenly sensed an aura that did not belong to this plane, and was shocked.

People from other kingdoms of God?

Has anyone reached out to this area so soon?
Calculating the time, he has been in this plane for more than half a month, so it is not surprising that people from other kingdoms of God appear.

What concerned him most was the opponent's strength. He immediately spread his mental power and began to explore the Blood Blade Tribe's team.

soon.

He locked onto the animal bone dagger on the waist of the leading orc. There was a faint aura attached to it, but it was not very strong and there was no consciousness.

"It seems to be some kind of blessing and protection. The main consciousness is unable to catch up."

After coming to the conclusion, Rhodes' mouth curled up. Just as he guessed, even if people from other kingdoms of God successfully entered this plane, it would be impossible for them to collect enough faith so quickly.

Therefore, we can only influence this plane slowly through the method of protection and blessing.

In comparison, he is now a big step ahead as he can move freely away from the statue.

"I just don't know which kingdom of God the people on the other side are from."

While murmuring, Rhodes planned to carefully explore the source of that breath.

But at this moment, the leader of the opposite side suddenly stood up and looked at the Huang'e tribe with a provocative look.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, challenge me to an honor duel. Whoever loses will get out of this hunting ground!"

Honor Duel is the most convenient and most commonly used way for the Orc tribe to solve problems.

Rhodes, who saw it for the first time, was interested. He could take this opportunity to see which god had blessed the other side.

"Okay, I agree!"

As the leader, Barom naturally could not refuse the other party's request for a duel, otherwise other tribes would only say that he was a coward.

Soon, the two leaders stood in the middle.

The other tribesmen spontaneously formed a circle, cheering and shouting, all hoping that the leader would beat the opponent away.

Xue Ren stood opposite, touched the animal bone dagger at his waist, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his mouth.

He and Barom are both at the fourth level, and their strength is not much different. But now, he has obtained such powerful help and has absolute confidence that he can win this duel.

By the time.

All the hunting grounds here will belong to their Blood Blade Tribe!
"I'll show everyone who is the strongest leader in this area!"

The Blood Blade leader shouted and rushed towards Barom.

Barom's eyes darkened, and he also roared with all his might.

There were no fancy moves or gorgeous special effects; the two sturdy orcs collided fiercely.

However, to everyone's surprise, Barom, who should have had a slight advantage, was actually knocked back by the Blood Blade leader and was at a disadvantage at the first encounter.

"This is……"

Rhodes narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person's waist.

The animal bone dagger seemed to flash just now, transmitting a force into the body of the Blood Blade leader, causing his aura to suddenly surge.

But what surprised Rhodes the most was that aura.

It was not holy light, nor death, nor frenzy, but an extremely familiar force, carrying with it heat and destruction.

"Demon tribe?"

That's right.

The breath he just felt, just like Aina and the others, came from the devil!
Could it be that even the devil wants to interfere?

If he remembered correctly, the devil's kingdom was called the Demon King's Court, and it was located in an endless lava hell. This was what Aina had mentioned to him.

He never expected that the first people to appear nearby would be people from the Demon King's Court.

The devil is in charge of destruction. Fire and curse are the most commonly used powers of the demons. And it is not the elemental fire that he is familiar with, but the fire of hell. Even if you get a little bit of it, it will stick to your body like a dog-skin plaster, which is very disgusting.

When Augla complained to him, this was what he talked about the most. So every time he encountered demons trying to steal his business, he would just use his ultimate skill to trample the opponents to death and not give the demons a chance to set fire.

Over time.

He was given the title of Devil Trampler...

"interesting."

Rhodes smiled slightly and looked at the field again.

At this time, the two leaders had fought each other again, and without using weapons, they were fighting hand-to-hand with fists. The loud bangs made people's hearts beat fast.

It was okay at first.

The two fought evenly.

But as time went by, Barom became more and more frightened. He felt that every time he came into contact with the opponent, some of his strength would be sucked away.

As one side gained strength while the other lost, he was gradually suppressed to the sidelines, crossing his hands to block the huge fist of the Blood Blade leader. The Blood Blade tribe in the distance cheered loudly.

"What's wrong, Barom? Is this all you do to defend like a turtle?"

The Blood Blade leader's voice was filled with contempt, but his movements were not slow. He punched Barom's arms one after another, leaving him powerless to resist.

If you look closely, you can see a faint layer of purple on his fist, filled with the aura of curse.

However, the Huang'e Tribe did not know this. Seeing that their leader was about to be defeated, they all lost their minds, forming a sharp contrast with the Blood Blade Tribe.

Because this is a duel of honor, no matter how unwilling they are, they will not break the rules. They are just worried about where they can hunt after losing.

Without a source of food, I wonder how many of our tribesmen will starve to death.

"Great Moon God, please help the leader and the Huang'e tribe..."

In the team, several orc priests clenched their fists and prayed silently in their hearts.

As if in response to their call, at this moment, the suppressed Barom shook all over, and the power of storm and tide enveloped him.

"For the Desolate Tribe!"

With a roar, he suddenly pushed the Blood Blade leader away with his shoulder, and slowly stood up like a god descending from heaven.

"You...you have also received the blessing of God?!"

The Blood Blade leader steadied himself and spoke in shock.

"No! You actually betrayed the faith of the Beast God! You betrayed your own faith!"

He himself was blessed with divine power, so he could naturally see at a glance the reason for Barom's sudden surge in momentum, and his voice was filled with disbelief.

"No, you're wrong."

Barom's face was calm, his eyes fixed on the Blood Blade leader: "It is you who betrayed the Beast God!"

After saying that, a hurricane and a current swept around his body, and his injuries began to recover rapidly.

The orcs of the Blood Blade Tribe opened their eyes wide when they saw this scene, and finally someone recognized the source of these two forces.

"Storms and tides!"

“This is the power of sacrifice!”

"The birth ceremony of the Desolate Tribe is underway?!"

"Didn't they say that the sacrifice has disappeared for hundreds of years?"

Hearing the exclamations of the older tribesmen, the Blood Blade Tribe became agitated.

They had never seen a priest, but they had heard of him and naturally knew the importance of an orc priest to the development of the tribe.

So when they learned that the Huang'e tribe had actually held a sacrifice, they instantly lost all desire to fight, and even the Blood Blade leader was a little panicked.

But when he thought of the power he had gained, his face suddenly darkened.

"What's the use of sacrifice? Defeat me first!"

With a roar, his feet exploded and he launched another fierce attack on Barom.

But this time.

Barom didn't waste any more time talking to him.

With the powerful blessing of the two forces, he punched directly at the oncoming fist, creating a hurricane.

"boom!!"

There was a dull thud, followed by the sound of bones breaking.

The Blood Blade leader, who had been extremely arrogant, was suddenly blasted away, falling to the ground and raising a large cloud of dust.

He struggled desperately to get up, but Barom, who was pursuing him, stepped on his chest. With a click, his entire chest caved in.

"you lose."

The deep voice echoed in the venue.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and finally burst into thunderous cheers.

The people of the Blood Blade Tribe were looking at the body of their leader lying on the ground with shock on their faces, unable to recover from this sudden change.

(End of this chapter)