Chapter 105: Chapter 105, Letter to the Skullcrusher Tribe __1
Translator: 549690339
Nigo’s knife strike was swift and ruthless, coming in at an incredibly tricky angle.
If it were someone else, they would probably have been cleaved in two before they could even register the move, falling to the ground and breathing their last.
But Anjia remained calm and composed.
Without much thought, she lifted her hand and her metal Tiger’s Claw worked to counter Nigo’s most powerful strike.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out, the resulting blast causing clothes to flutter.
Then, her other hand smoothly delivered another punch.
Boom!
Her fist burst forward, causing the ground beneath Nigo to shatter. His body, struck as if by a metal ball, instantly flew back several meters, a pitiful sight.’ “Is that all you’ve got?” Anija sneered without launching another attack.
Nigo’s face turned more serious.
Wiping the trail of blood from the corner of his mouth, he realized that the seemingly young woman before him was a hero of a higher rank than himself.
“Have you gone mad? You’re aiding the Undead, we should be on the same side.” Nigo was no longer arrogant, he roared accusatively, furious at Anjia for siding with the Undead.
“Yo yo! Just a moment ago you were threatening to kill me,” Anjia retorted, advancing step by step.
“We are of the same race. Together, we can definitely kill these Undead, and then I’ll let you be the Clan Leader,” Nigo argued desperately, his grip tightening around his combat knife.
“No need, you’re too ugly.”
“Then let’s see who dies,” Nigo said as he thrust himself forward from the ground, charging at Anjia.
He rapidly swung his combat knife, a myriad of sword shadows inundating Anjia.
Anjia remained composed, engaging in Fist Dance combat with her adversary. The speed of their moves grew faster and faster, their attacks more relentless. Seeing that he was on the losing end, Nigo gritted his teeth. With a flick, he deflected Anjia’s attack with his combat knife.
Baring his full set of fangs, he lunged his mouth towards Anjia’s neck.
Anjia smirked.
Skill: Red Tooth.
With quick turn of her waist, her elbow stuck out like a fang and collided with Nigo’s temple.
Bam!!
With a thud to his head, Nigo’s body stiffened for a moment then went limp.
Outside the village.
Fang Hao was chatting with Bolton.
This type of battle posed no fear for him.
Within his territory, the more combat there was, the more rapid his development and the greater the scale of his army.
An effective war could greatly enhance his strength.
Soon, the battle gradually came to an end.
The cries of battle within the tribe also diminished and slowly died down, restoring calm.
Fang Hao, leading Bolton, started heading inside the village.
Just as they reached the entrance, he saw Anjia in the distance, dragging a bloody figure as if he were a dead dog.
If it weren’t for the slight rise and fall of the figure’s chest, Fang Hao would have thought he was already dead.
Is this their leader?” Fang Hao inquired curiously.
“Yeah, I figured you could use him, so I didn’t kill him,” Anjia replied matter-of-factly.
“Good,” Fang Hao said. He beckoned to several skeletons, “Tie him up and if he resists, kill him.”
Over a dozen of the undead creatures picked up hemp ropes and began to bind Nigo tightly.
Actually, Fang Hao’s concerns were unnecessary; given Nigo’s condition, he was barely left alive.
Handing Nigo over to the skeletons, Anjia immediately caught up with Fang
Hao’s pace and asked, “What’s next?”
“Loot the place. Take everything valuable.”
“Awesome! I’m on it!” Anjia exclaimed cheerfully.
She discovered that she actually got along with Fang Hao quite well.
The trio entered the inner part of the tribe.
The Gnoll Village, to tell the truth, was not very large, although it was still much better than the small Pigman Village.
But it simply could not compare to the Fireblade Tribe.
Both in terms of architectural scale and resource reserves, it fell far behind. “Clean up the battlefield, gather resources, remove everything from the tents, and dismantle the tents,” Fang Hao immediately ordered.
The skeletons standing by sprung into action immediately.
They cleaned up the battlefield and began the dismantling work.
Fang Hao then led his two companions straight into the Gnoll Clan Leader’s hall.
Ordinary wooden furniture, animal horn chandeliers, nothing of great value.
Then they moved to the inner chamber.
While Anjia began to rummage around haphazardly, Fang Hao immediately spotted a silver treasure chest in the corner.
He walked over and opened the chest directly.
[Obtained: Blueprint for Marching Tent, Blueprint for Leather Stand, Blueprint for Improved Leather Boots, 80 Warfire Coins, 4 Beast Teeth.]
All three items were blueprints, along with 80 Warfire Coins and 4 Beast Teeth that Orcs used in construction.
Behind him, Anjia was rummaging through the cabinets.
Whether useful or not, everything was dumped onto the ground.
-Hey, Fang Hao, is this a letter? It’s all text,” Anjia, holding a piece of paper, handed it to Fang Hao.
He took it and looked at the content.
As a transmigrator to this world, he was endowed with the abilities to understand both the spoken and written language.
While the paper was written in bizarre orcish text, Fang Hao could understand its content.
It was a letter written by Nigo himself, yet it hadn’t been sent out.
The letter mentioned that he had detected a connection between the Pigmen Tribe and the Undead.
If necessary, Nigo could lead his clan to eliminate the Pigmen Village.
The intended recipient of this letter was the Great Chief Shah.
That is, Skullcrusher – Shah.
Fang Hao’s eyes narrowed, his mind filled with surprise.
This Gnoll Clan Leader actually had contacts with the Skullcrusher Tribe in the
Cold Mountain Range.
What a coincidence.
Why would such a small village of a few thousand inhabitants have access to this information?
Suddenly, a thought struck Fang Hao.
The Bronze Bull – Talok’s clan had 3,000 members and they too had received the news of the Skullcrusher Tribe targeting the Undead territory.
Then it was believable that this thousand-strong Gnoll Tribe could be in contact with the Skullcrusher Tribe as well.
Going deeper, could the Bronze Bull also be in contact with the Skullcrusher
Tribe and not be telling him the truth?
After all, he had only met the Bronze Bull twice – they could hardly be called friends, at most they were partners.
“Anjia, stop rummaging. We’ll take these pieces of furniture later. Let’s go out first,” Fang Hao called out to her.
“Aren’t we searching anymore?”
“Let’s leave this to the soldiers. We are going to interrogate that Gnoll,” packing the items he got, Fang Hao got up and walked out.
Hearing that they were going to start the interrogation, Anjia followed him out.
They let the skeletons carry all the furniture and items out.
The two then went straight to Nigo.
At this point, Nigo was tied up like a bundle, but the powerful recovery ability
of the orcs had already improved his appearance greatly.
He was no longer a mangy dead dog.
“Nigo, how did you know that Shah is planning to deal with the Undead?” Fang
Hao sat down in front of him and asked softly.
Nigo glared viciously at the two, then immediately turned his head to the side.
He remained silent.
Thud!
Anjia kicked him directly in the stomach, sending his body flying out like a sandbag.
Two skeletons immediately went over and dragged the far-flung Nigo back.
“If you’re unwilling to speak, I’ll leave you to her. You’re both orcs, maybe you
can find some common ground.” Fang Hao said.
Nigo cast a fearful glance at Anjia.
He spat out the blood in his mouth, and said, “Not long ago, the scouting team from the Skullcrusher Tribe came by. They said they had news to tell them, and they would reward me..”