Chapter 534: Inferior Beast Race

Beast Race migration caravan.

These Orcs never dreamed that these Two-legged Sheep could actually defeat the Beast Race's Dire Wolf riders.

At this moment, facing the Two-legged Sheep cavalry on the flanks of the migration caravan, these Orcs felt a sense of powerlessness and could only hide behind various pieces of luggage, waiting for death to arrive.

Some Beast Race warriors tried to fight back, but as soon as they poked their heads out and fired their large guns, they were struck by a laser beam and fell directly to the ground, motionless.

Seeing this, the elder Buluo leader and the one-eyed Buluo leader could only take their own Dire Wolf riders and break away from the migration caravan.

"The riding skills of these Two-legged Sheep are actually this strong! Unbelievable! Most importantly, why do they stink so much!"

"Let us first tell the other Buluo this intelligence; one day, we will take revenge on these Two-legged Sheep! My nose feels like it can barely smell anything anymore!"

As the migration caravan was abandoned, most of the remaining Orcs had no combat capability, and the Beast Race warriors who dared to resist had already become corpses.

The battle had basically ended, and the destroyed Beast Race supply wagons were still burning, their melted metal frames pointing toward the sky like twisted skeletons.

The Orcs' oil-stained Liaya chattered uncontrollably—not just from fear, but also because the pungent smell on these Two-legged Sheep turned the keen sense of smell the Beast Race relied on for survival into a torture device for their nerves.

"That Alien is a threat! Handle it with priority!"

Attila Lieutenant saw a physically strong Alien.

Two soldiers leaped off their horses, their Laser Guns aimed at that Beast Race warrior.

A flash of light streaked by, and a hole opened up in the Beast Race warrior's body, which fell down while emitting wisps of smoke.

From deep within the pile of supplies came the whimpering of Beast Race cubs.

Attila Lieutenant gave a look to two Attila warriors, and as the pile of supplies was pushed aside, three pregnant Orcs were covering their bellies, looking at everything around them in terror.

"Take these Aliens away and gather them for processing! Our ammunition is precious!"

Seeing this, Attila Lieutenant waved his hand, signaling the two Attila warriors to drag these three pregnant Orcs away.

Just then, one pregnant Orc suddenly clutched her belly and collapsed to the ground, looking very pained.

Attila Lieutenant frowned, rode his warhorse, and arrived in front of this pregnant Orc.

Looking at the other's pained appearance and hearing the painful howls, Attila Lieutenant picked at his ears, picked up his Laser Pistol, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The painful howling stopped abruptly, making the expressions of the other two pregnant Orcs turn even worse.

However, the belly of the pregnant Orc who had just stopped howling began to squirm, and when a Beast Race cub appeared before Attila Lieutenant, Attila Lieutenant flipped off his horse and walked to the side of this Beast Race cub.

"These bastards have even had their souls polluted."

Attila Lieutenant crushed the Beast Race cub's skull with one foot.

When twilight fell, only the wreckage of the migration caravan remained burning before the Attila Barbarian Cavalry, and among the flames were green corpses.

"The smell of these Aliens burning is really foul!"

"Exactly! It's ruining my appetite!"

The Attila warriors were replenishing their energy while watching the wreckage in the flames, joking around.

There were also some Attila warriors who found something for their warhorses to eat.

Attila Lieutenant crouched in front of an iron cage holding Human survivors; the Human survivors inside had already been gathered, waiting for the arrival of the Transport Aircraft.

Yet Attila Lieutenant discovered that there was actually a Human woman lying inside; when he walked into the iron cage, he found that this Human woman had already stopped breathing, clearly having died just before they arrived.

Attila Lieutenant discovered that there was actually an infant in the Human woman's arms, felt a sudden sense of wonder, and carefully lifted the infant from the Human woman's arms.

On the child's limbs were bloody gaps; they must have been gouged out by Orcs using a Bone Blade—perhaps eaten by the Orcs as a snack.

This infant was not sleeping; perhaps related to the growth environment, he did not cry, and his ignorant, innocent eyes still emitted a glimmer of light.

"Bring him back to the Fourth Defense Zone."

He handed the infant to the Attila warrior behind him.

"Tell Lord Vulkan that we have found a pure soul."

Attila Lieutenant took one look at the corpse of the Human woman before him and turned to leave.

Although they did not save the life of this Human woman, at this moment, a life that should have become fodder for Aliens gained the right to cry within the city walls.

Where the Beast Race and the Demon fight.

Demons of various forms were fighting with Beast Race warriors; it looked like both sides were evenly matched, but the Demons had only sent out cannon fodder, and the truly powerful Demon General-level Demons had not appeared on the battlefield.

A one-eyed Demon holding an Orc skull used its Claw to quickly tear a Beast Race warrior in two, blood splattering all over its body; at this time, the battlefield had been completely dyed into a pool of blood.

The battlefield was filled with the scent of sulfur mixed with blood.

The Orc Centurion of the third line of defense swung down his Rune Battle Axe, and a Demon turned into Black Qi and vanished on the spot; the Rune Battle Axe flickered with a scarlet light.

"They're here!"

The Beast Race Centurion suddenly growled low, his mangled right ear trembling in the night wind.

A sticky, squirming sound came from the ground, and thousands of lesser demons formed from blood crawled out of the blood and charged toward the Beast Race Centurion before them.

"Form up!"

10 Orc shield guards formed a wedge formation, and the Rune Shields in their hands erupted with a burst of green light.

The foremost group of lesser demons crashed into the light screen and was crushed by the green light on the Rune Shields.

But the subsequent demon tide continued to charge, and the dark red blood plasma accumulated into a blood-colored swamp ankle-deep in front of the formation.

"Kill!"

The Orc Centurion continued to swing his Rune Battle Axe even until he was swallowed by the lesser demon tide.

The territory of the Beast Race was being constantly eroded by the Demons, and the blood shed by the Orcs would become the best nourishment for the birth of lesser demons.

"Stop these Demons!"

The Orc Centurion swung his double-edged battle axe, and the Two-legged Sheep skull at the end of the axe handle was emitting a burst of Spiritual Power.

Hundreds of Beast Race Berserkers leaped out of the formation in response, and the War Marks drawn with the blood of magical beasts on their bare chests lit up with a scarlet glow.

These Beast Race Berserkers, who had fallen into a bloodthirsty state, charged directly into the demon swarm; every time they swung their battle axes, they could cut three lesser demons in half at the waist.

But their exposed skin was pierced by the Demons' Claws, and bright red blood sprayed out along with the wounds.

There even appeared several 5-meter-tall Demons among the Demons; their bodies were pitch black, their skin sprouted barbs, and they held maces in their hands.

Whenever the maces in their hands swung down, two or three Beast Race Berserkers would be sent flying, their chests crushed and deformed.

A one-eyed Demon holding an Orc head stepped out of the fire; the end of its deformed right arm was five sharp bone blades, and every time it swung, black flames splashed out.

Three Orc squads formed into a defensive formation were instantly ignited; amidst the screams, the Orc warriors turned into charred skeletons while still maintaining their axe-swinging posture.

Just then, a chain saw-like Battle Axe chopped off the head of this one-eyed Demon, and the corpse of this one-eyed Demon turned into a wisp of Black Qi and vanished; a dozen Beast Race Rune warriors appeared on this defensive line, and the attacks of the Lesser Demons caused no damage at all to their Rune Armor.

Streaks of Runic Energy Cannon fire tore through the sky and slammed into the Demon territory, and immediately, a burst of Black Qi drifted up over the Demon territory.