Chapter 92: The Big Milk Cow Orc Sacrifice? Kill Another One!
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Inside Morea mine.
Three people decorated with mysterious patterns are kneeling before two figures.
Whispers and strange calls flow from them, motioning as if they are communicating something.
Next to them lies an elderly half-beastman corpse.
The scent of thick blood and iron pervades the cave.
In front of these three kneel two more figures.
One of them is tall, with dark green skin, a yellow glow in his eyes, and sharp tusks.
On his back, he carries a huge ax as tall as a man.
The other, smaller in stature, only has a tiny bit of tusk, resembling delicate kitten teeth.
She has dark green curly hair that lays casually on her shoulders.
Her attire consists only of a simple suit of fur armor and a short skirt, revealing great areas of tender skin.
Yes, green skin.
The most eye-catching feature is her large bosoms, bigger than a man's head, revealing a tantalizing cleavage.
The half-beast guards around her couldn't help but sneak looks from time to time.