CHAPTER 645: Little Lucky Orc

Han Shuo lay silently on the ground as he listened to the young orc's screams.

Although this young orc had a strong and powerful body, he could hardly pose a threat to Han Shuo. Even if the young orc were to hack him with his axe, Han Shuo would still recover eventually.

Therefore, Han Shuo was not too concerned about what the young orc might do next. He silently waited for his physical body to recover while the young orc screamed and shouted.

After some time, Han Shuo's eyes opened. The gaze of his deep black eyes fell on the young orc.

The young orc became even more frightened and took a dozen steps backwards as Han Shuo suddenly looked at him. He stared at Han Shuo, fell to his knees and blurted out, "Are you dead or not?"

As Han Shuo's vocal chords had not yet recovered, he was unable to speak for the time being. He responded by blinking his eyes at the small orc.

The young orc continued to stare in horror. As Han Shuo stared back but did not move an inch, the young orc gradually regained his courage and walked back over to Han Shuo.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" the young orc thought for a moment before he asked cautiously, his eyes locked with Han Shuo's.

A kind-hearted orc, I see. He looked at the young orc with calm eyes as he waited for his vocal cords to recover.

"What's wrong with you? Are you dying? How can I help you?" the simple young orc asked again and again in a sincere manner. He was untainted by the vile practice of plundering the helpless.

After a while, two streams of foaming blood spilled from the corners of Han Shuo's lips. His mouth twitched for a moment before he suddenly spoke the Orc language in a weak voice, "No need, thank you!"

The demonic infant within his body was almost completely reconstructed. Han Shuo could sense that under the effects of the blood essence and demonic yuan, his cells inside the demonic infant were being regenerated.

The demon infant was the foundation of Han Shuo's main body that cultivated in the Demonic Arts. Once the Demon Infant was healed, he would be able to operate his energy source - the Demonic Yuan. With that, his physical body's recovery speed would also accelerate rapidly, and his two avatars hidden within the demon infant would be able to emerge.

Although Han Shuo was anxious and impatient to recover, he knew that there was nothing this young orc could do to help him, hence his sweet and short demise. This place where Han Shuo landed was only about a thousand miles from where the Primordial Dragon had perished. A thousand miles was neither far nor near. Godly experts wouldn't need much time to cover the distance of a thousand miles, even without a transportation matrix.

Han Shuo was sure that the Midgod of the Shrine of Ice who had watched him vanish into thin air would not be easily reconciled. Those godly experts might have already started to search for his tracks.

Of course, this young orc wouldn't be able to harm Han Shuo. However, if this Midgod from the Ice Shrine found Han Shuo in such a state, Han Shuo believed that he would undoubtedly be truly dead.

"No need? Your injuries are severe. If not treated in time, you will surely bleed to death!" the young orc shouted.

"I have already stopped bleeding. Don't worry, I can't die. Just go on with whatever you're doing, don't worry about me!" as the demonic infant gradually rebuilt itself, Han Shuo's weak voice grew a little stronger.

"I will help you treat your wounds. I won't ask for anything in return. You humans are always so strange. My mother already told me that you humans value compensation, don't want to be indebted to others and stuff like that!" The teenage orc did not leave as Han Shuo thought. Instead, he mumbled to himself, pulled a small leather pouch from around his waist, and pulled out a crude looking bottle of medicine. Without any explanation, he began to apply the powdered medicine to Han Shuo's wounded body.

Han Shuo could sense that this powdered medicine was the most common antiseptic. It had little to no effect on Han Shuo's body.

"Thank you, but I really don't need it!" Han Shuo's voice slowly regained its softness, while his eyes were no longer so powerless.

"You are so badly injured. If you don't need it, then no one will! Enough, you can rest easy, I won't ask you to compensate me, okay? You are so frustrating to deal with!" the young orc muttered impatiently. Ignoring Han Shuo's words completely, he poured out the entire bottle of medicinal powder and applied it to Han Shuo's wounds.

It was obvious that the orc was a very kind-hearted boy. Although the medicinal powder caused a slight chill when it came into contact with his skin, Han Shuo felt warm in his heart.

"Fine. As you wish." Han Shuo stopped trying to dissuade the young orc and looked up and down at him as he carefully applied the medicine to his wounds. The young orc even helped him bandage his wounds without worrying about staining himself. Han Shuo, who was rather worried about being discovered by the Shrine of Ice guards at any moment, gradually calmed his mind as he watched the attentive appearance of the young orc.

As Han Shuo's mind calmed down, he felt his body's recovery process speed up a bit. Han Shuo was shocked by this phenomenon, so he tried to relax further.

"What is your name? What are you doing here?" Han Shuo stopped paying attention to the state of his body and began to ask about the young orc in a very relaxed manner.

""They call me Tuaf. To cut timber," the orc replied without thinking. Soon after, he asked in a strange way: "You really are a strange human. You are wounded to the point of death, but not only do you not show any pain, you are even in the mood to talk to me".

As the conversation began, the two became less and less awkward. During the conversation with Tuaf, Han Shuo learned about his family circumstances. He also found out about the hardships the orcs had to face.

Because the soil was barren, they were unable to farm or grow crops. There were always orcs dying of starvation every day. The rumours of orcs eating human flesh were true. Those who wish to survive must find a way to do so. They often raided the southern border because they had no other choice.

In the past two years, the Orc Empire has been hit by the worst drought in hundreds of years. Large numbers of orcs died of starvation. Some of the older orcs, hoping to give the younger ones a better chance of survival, banded together in large groups and committed mass suicide. Many orcish villages fell under the shadow of death.

In these dire circumstances, the great orcish tribes united in an unprecedented manner. They had no hesitation in sacrificing large numbers of orc warriors to invade the southern border and occupy a piece of the fertile land in order to alleviate the crisis and the miserable situation of their land.

The situation in Tuaf's village was a little better than average. Because there were several barren hills nearby, where wild animals could still be found in small numbers, they could barely survive by hunting these wild animals. However, the wild animals living in the hills were very limited. For example, the place where Han Shuo landed used to be home to wolves, pythons and the like before they were hunted to extinction. All that was left were dried trees that could be used as firewood.

Han Shuo's heart was filled with compassion as he listened to Tuaf describe the situation in the Orc Empire. For the first time, he realised how difficult life was for the orcs. When he remembered that he had personally murdered several hundred thousand orc warriors who had gone to the southern border for no other reason, an indescribable feeling of remorse arose in his heart.

The conversation had made Han Shuo realise that not all orcs were barbaric. There were good-hearted and open-minded ones among them. He also learned that sometimes it can be useful to look at an issue from different angles.

Unwittingly, during the conversation, Han Shuo's demonic infant was finally fully reconstructed.

With a single thought, his avatar of death, hidden within his demonic infant, suddenly emerged and appeared as a carbon copy of Han Shuo right in front of the young orc.

"Ah! What... What..." the little orc was greatly alarmed and took a few steps back. He pointed at Han Shuo's skeletal staff avatar and was so frightened that he couldn't even form a complete sentence.

"You're a pretty good guy. Yes, perhaps it is fate that we have met. Take this and don't tell anyone. This thing will come in handy. As long as you understand it with your heart, you might become a great shaman one day!" Han Shuo pulled out a necklace of beast bones and hung it around the young orc's neck. A needle-like cold radiance pierced the young orc's fingertip before a few drops of his blood flowed into the centre of the necklace.

In an instant, the young Orc seemed to have suffered a severe blow. His face appeared completely lifeless, while his body trembled as if it had been hit by violent ocean waves.

Han Shuo had indeed received the Beast Bone Necklace from the old Orc Shaman he had killed outside of Ossen City. The old shaman was in the process of ascending to possess the power of a Basegod. This beast bone necklace was similar to a space ring and had the ability to transfer shamanic energy to the new wearer.

Han Shuo had no use for the necklace, as only an Orc who had never been in contact with any kind of cultivation could receive the energy of the Beast Bone Necklace. Although Tuaf had not actually helped Han Shuo, Han Shuo accepted his kind intentions and wanted to return the favour. Furthermore, considering that Tuaf was a kind-hearted, open and honest orc, Han Shuo decided that he should inherit the power of the Beast Bone Necklace.

Of course, Tuaf wouldn't be able to achieve instant success after inheriting the power. The most he could do at the moment was to establish a mental link with those powerful magical beasts that the old shaman had subdued earlier. However, even Han Shuo had no idea whether Tuaf could also subdue those mighty magical beasts and cultivate in shamanism to the level that the old shaman had achieved with the energy he had inherited.

All Han Shuo did was to show him a bright path. It was still up to Tuaf if he could walk to the end of the path.

Tuaf's trembling body meant that he had successfully inherited the energy. While Tuaf was still gritting his teeth to endure the energy entering his body, Han Shuo's death avatar carried his injured main body and silently left.

Tuaf felt as if he was being attacked by turbulence. Some strange things were pouring into his body and brain, causing him great discomfort and pain.

After some time, Tuaf's body finally stopped shaking. He felt dizzy and that his head was filled with things that didn't belong to him.

""Eh! Where is that strange human?!" Tuaf cried out in surprise after waking up from his agony. As he lowered his head and looked around, he discovered that there was no one in the place where Han Shuo had lain earlier. Not even a trace of him could be found. However, he noticed that someone had used their finger to carve some words deep into the smooth yellow ground.

Tuaf slowly read the words on the ground. Tuaf, I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this to you, but I feel that the orcs need someone like you as their leader. The essence of shamanism has been transferred into your body. If you choose, you can slowly cultivate further in this energy. In the future, when you have become a great shaman, have some authority among the orcs, and wish to find a way out for your people, seek me out in the Brettel City of the Lancelot Empire. I'm Lord Bryan of Brettel City. Remember my words!

"The essence of shamanism has been passed on to me? What does that mean? What a mysterious man!" the dizzy Tuaf muttered to himself after reading the handwriting beneath his feet.

Suddenly, a divine light shone through his mind. The confused young orc seemed to have realised something in an instant and jumped. He began to giggle as if he had gone mad, "Haha! Now I can become a great shaman! Truly incredible! I must have met the Beast God, the Beast God is guiding me!"

The young orc was wild with joy when he heard this. However, the young orc had never imagined that many years later, he himself would become one of the most revered shamans among the orcs and truly solve the problem that had always plagued the orcs.

Han Shuo's death avatar carried his main body and flew along some remote paths. It finally returned to South Border City as the sky was about to turn dark.

In South Border City, Han Shuo was a god worshipped by all. He did not show his face openly in this place, lest he cause a great commotion.

Draped in a pitch-black magical robe, Han Shuo returned to Brettel City through repeated transmissions via the transportation matrix. Without notifying anyone, he used the magical transportation matrix in Brettel City to return to the Cemetery of Death in the Boundless Sea.

To guard against the unexpected, Han Shuo moved the small magical transportation matrix from deep beneath the Brettel City Lord's Mansion to a filthy swamp outside the city. He also used a demonic art technique to conceal the magical aura emanating from the magical matrix.

These godly experts from distant material planes should be extremely familiar with elemental energy. However, the energy of demonic arts was unlike any energy they knew. Therefore, Han Shuo believed that the best way to conceal the mini transportation matrix was to use demonic arts.

As soon as Han Shuo returned to the cemetery on the gourd island, he immediately resumed the process of restoring his main body.

Of his two avatars, the one cultivating in the energy of destruction remained inside the Cemetery of Death, while his death avatar went outside to check the surroundings for any abnormalities. He wanted to make sure that nothing could go wrong.

But who knew that as soon as Han Shuo's death avatar left the cemetery, he sensed that a reasonably powerful entity was occupying an island not far from his gourd island.

This being also immediately sensed Han Shuo's presence and transmitted with its soul, "I've finally found you! If you don't leave my territory, I will go there and kill you!"

Han Shuo knew that this entity was the same one his consciousness had detected the last time - the super-ranked magical sea creature with similar strength to Pegasus.

"You are courting death!" Since Han Shuo was not in a good mood and did not want to have any living creature around him that could potentially expose his tracks, he immediately communicated his murderous intentions to this creature!