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Chapter 170 – Offerings from the Beastkin: The Chocolate Tributes of the Sacred Grounds
Chapter 170 – Offerings from the Beastkin: The Chocolate Tributes of the Sacred GroundsAs the first pale rays of dawn slanted across the dew-laced grass, Elias stepped out from the wooden archway of the Lyta Company lodge. The stone path was still cool beneath his soles. The air was calm, heavy with the scent of earth and pine sap, but that peaceful atmosphere did little to mask the tension that loomed near the gates of Neo Orcus.A small crowd of locals had already formed—a hesitant, curious ring of people gathered just beyond the perimeter. Adults remained still, eyes narrowed with wary vigilance, while the children peered from behind the wooden palisades, their small faces alight with unfiltered wonder and excitement.Beyond the natural boundary of the tree line, five towering figures stood like statues etched in muscle and bark. Orcanine Orcs—beastkin whose lineage fused primal might with lupine instincts—waited with stoic discipline. Their fur was ma
Chapter 169 – The Serpent’s Tongue and the Goddess’s Deception
Chapter 169 – The Serpent’s Tongue and the Goddess’s Deception Within the lush and sacred emerald canopy known as the Verdant Sanctuary—hidden deep within the mist-veiled territories of the Orcanine Tribe—the ancient wisdom of the Chieftain's bloodline echoed like a heartbeat in the trees. These lands, revered and untouched, were whispered by elders to be consecrated solely for the embrace of the Earth’s Celestial Architect. It was not merely forest—it was hallowed breath, forbidden ground, where even the smallest creature dared not tread. No chirp of bird nor scurry of squirrel ever disturbed the solemn silence of the Kakao trees, whose bark glimmered faintly with divine residue. No beast, winged or clawed, had ever dared violate this space, not even in the earliest remembered moons. The Chieftain had always taken this as holy confirmation: only those chosen by the Goddess may walk this path. So when his weathered gaze locked upon a sinu
Chapter 168: The Silence of Bubbles and the Chocolate Schemes of Shadows
Chapter 168: The Silence of Bubbles and the Chocolate Schemes of ShadowsThe air above Neo Orcus had begun to hum not with danger, but with the steady cadence of civilization rising from ruins. Like an intricate clockwork machine springing to life, the vast influx of Lytaians brought with them not only fervent hope but also hammers, picks, scaffolds, and blueprints soaked in vision.Teams of skilled artisans, engineers, and infrastructure specialists swarmed across the landscape, erecting sturdy homes with solid foundations, threading an organized sewer and plumbing system beneath the city like the veins of a titanic beast, and transforming crude pathways into sleek roads of reinforced concrete.And at the heart of this movement stood Elias, not directing every nail and beam, but orchestrating the tempo of progress itself like a silent conductor of civilization's symphony.Although the railways and electrical grid hadn’t yet extended from Falcon R
Chapter 167: Beneath the Roaring Trees –
Chapter 167: Beneath the Roaring Trees – As the burly forms of the Orcanine warriors stomped back into the village nestled deep within the dense emerald forests of the Falcon region, the ground beneath them trembled with ancestral pride. Their return did not go unnoticed—far from it. The moment the scouting parties were spotted emerging from the mists of the outer glades, a deafening cheer erupted across the thatch-roofed huts and bonfire-lit courtyards.“BU! TO! TO!”The jubilant tribal chant echoed through the canopy like war drums rousing the spirits of old. From elderly shamans to wide-eyed orcling children, every member of the Orcanine tribe rushed forth, eager to greet their kin. Their massive arms slapped against thick, callused thighs in rhythm, their war paint freshly applied for ceremonial joy rather than violence.“Did the gods favor your blades?” one of the older women bellowed, her tusks gleaming in the firelight. “Tell us! Was the pact sealed?”Another voice, younger an
Chapter 166: Echoes Beneath the War‑Rooted Soil
Chapter 166: Echoes Beneath the War‑Rooted SoilThough Elias had anticipated tribal tension among the Orckin, he didn't expect it to stand like a living chasm—so deep it threatened to swallow any chance of unity. From the moment he stepped between the two delegations, the air pulsed with hostility—an electrified silence ready to snap.The Orcanine warriors, draped in bronze-studded hide and bone-threaded sashes, snarled through tusks.> “Don’t trust those hunch‑backed cowards, human. All they do is curl into a ball and jab you with their quills!”The Orcupine delegates, their backs bristling with gleaming spines, retorted in sharp crescendos.> “And you mindless meat‑brains charge first and die second! That’s your legacy!”The Dragonborn contingent behind Elias watched with surprise. Their code was unity, family, legacy—none of this fragmented aggression.“Why don’t they just... team up?” Zion asked, tail flicking in confusion.“It’s how Orckin live,” Yuna said softly. “Proud, passion
Chapter 165 — Tension Beneath the Fang: Rivalry in Motion
Chapter 165 — Tension Beneath the Fang: Rivalry in MotionBeneath the shadowed canopy of the eastern jungle, hidden far beyond the reach of maps and merchants, two figures of the Orcanine Tribe stood solemn watch at the vine-wrapped threshold of their sacred hunting ground. Their post, carved from ancient stone and adorned with crude bone charms, marked the outer boundary of their territory—a perimeter they defended with fang, claw, and generations of instinct.The humid air buzzed with the chirp of dusk beetles, and somewhere in the distance, a drumming heartbeat echoed through the trees—the sound of two Orcanine warriors engaging in their traditional trial: Chest-Smite, a brutal form of bonding that involved slapping one another until a victor emerged or both collapsed in wheezing joy.But then, mid-thrust and laughter, both warriors froze. Their nostrils flared. Ears stood at rigid attention. Their yellowed eyes narrowed, catching something the wind carried that no ordinary creatur
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