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Chapter 1040: A Huge Change in the [Banished Land] (Part Three)

Once the orcs left their homeland, it was equivalent to leaving the foundation of their survival.

They might not be moving into a land of plentiful resources but endless death and famine.

More tragically, fierce beasts frequently ran out of the [Metal Desert], attacking the poor orcs. The threat of death always hovered above these orcs.

When Fei returned to the City of Behemoth, he was surprised to find that this giant city that was fancy and grand was engulfed in an anxious atmosphere.

No one was in the busy Mahjong shop, basketball courts, or soccer fields, and the shops close to the streets were shut down while a few orcs hastily walked on the wide streets.

Some orcs even packed up and got ready to leave with their families.

Especially in the western zone of the city, Fei saw many collapsed godly palaces, godly statues, and buildings. It seemed like this city just went through a war that destroyed everything.

“What happened?” Fei quickly asked when he saw Elena and others who were on the square of the Beast God Palace.

“More than a dozen tragedies struck the [Banished Land], and many behemoth orcs have died.”

Elena and others heaved sighs of relief when they saw the king returning safely. Before they could explain everything to Fei, Great Priest Nash walked out of a tent and saw Fei’s return, and he hurried over with a joyous expression and said, “Your Majesty, you have finally returned. Quick! Quick! Quick! Entus His Holiness has been waiting for you for a whole day! I was just about to go back to the Vicious Swamp to find you! Come with me!”

Fei kissed the Valkyrie’s forehead and said something to Torres and others. Then, he followed Great Priest Nash into Pope Entus’ tent.

There were many orcs in the front palace inside the tent that should be empty. Even if there weren’t 10,000 orcs, there were at least 8,000 of them. Except for the priests and shamans of the Beast God Palace and the chiefs and nobles of the ten king clans, there were many orcs who Fei had never seen before. Fei could roughly guess which clan they were from based on their features. These orcs were dressed in clothes that were considered premium on this land, and their presences were powerful. They must be the top-tier nobles and decision-makers of all the powerful clans in the tribe.

It seemed like important events did take place.

Fei’s arrival attracted everyone’s attention, and unstoppable chatter and discussion suddenly erupted in the quiet palace.

“Is he the human king who brought tragedy and ominous future to the [Banished Land]? We should quickly hang him! This is the only way that the great and almighty Beast God will forgive us and stop punishing his subjects.” An orc of the Coyote Clan suddenly stood up and pointed at Fei before accusing him.

“Reckless! How dare you to be so rude to the honorable guest of the Beast God Palace?” Great Priest Nash’s face changed color, and he instantly scolded this orc.

“Fool! Stop embarrassing yourself! Shut up and sit down!” Chief Woods of the Tiger Clan, one of the ten king clans, shouted; it sounded like a rumble of thunder.

That orc of the Coyote Clan instantly paled and quickly sat back down.

Fei slightly frowned.

It seemed like not every orc was friendly toward humans, and the Behemoth Orc Tribe was a little divided.

This wasn’t a good sign.
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