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Chapter 1791 This Hero Has Traditional Arts (Why is Zero also updated?)

Although Listarte was very uneasy about eating orcs, the survivors did not seem to have any special resistance. They wolfed down several roasted orc children. This scene looked quite hellish to Listarte, but Duanmu Huai obviously thought that as long as they were not poisoned, it would be fine.

The reason why we choose young animals is because their meat is tender, juicy and easier to digest.

But for Listarte, this was not the end, because after that, Duanmu Huai issued another order—he demanded that all the orcs' heads be chopped off, and then piled up into a pyramid-shaped building at the entrance of the town, and then covered with earth to build a high mound.

Naturally, Listarte couldn't tolerate this.

"Why would you do such a cruel thing?"

In the face of Listadai's protest, Duanmu Huai remained indifferent as always.

"You know nothing. This is a traditional culture with a long history! It is the essence of our country! It is an intangible cultural heritage! When our ancestors were doing this, the evil gods in the subspace hadn't even grown teeth yet!"

"???"

Lisi Da Dai was so confused by the pile of nouns thrown by Duanmu Huai that she couldn't speak. As for Mary and Kurokawa Akane, they just watched the show from the side. Anyway, they also knew that since Duanmu Huai decided to do it, no one could stop her. Not to mention that unlike Lisi Da Dai, Mary and Kurokawa Akane didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Although strictly speaking it is a bit strange.

After completing the construction of this strange building, Duanmu Huai let the others rest for a while, then gave orders and took everyone out of the town.

"Aren't we supposed to stay here and fight the orcs?"

Walking beside Duanmu Huai, Lisi Da Dai asked in confusion, while Mary silently took notes. She felt that she didn't need to ask questions herself now, after all, this goddess seemed to have a bad brain... so she let her be responsible for stepping on landmines.

"You are such a loser and a retard."

Duanmu Huai glanced at Listarte with disdain again.

"This town has long been destroyed and has long lost its value as a battlefield. It's not my character to stay here and get beaten up. Of course, it's still your fault. If you hadn't been unable to use the portal, we wouldn't have been in so much trouble!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's rebuke, Listarte was speechless. Duanmu Huai had originally planned to let Listarte open the portal to the next location like in the previous world. However, Listarte found that the portal was completely blocked and there was no way to open it, let alone teleport.

Later, one of the slaves told them that the reason for this was that the orc king Bunogeos, who ruled this continent, had a magic tool called the Cursed Sphere in his hand, which could block all space transmissions. Even humans could not leave this continent, otherwise they would trigger the effect of the magic tool and be killed.

That's why Duanmu Huai led everyone on a forced march. Of course, his attitude towards Listarte, who was useless and talked a lot, would not be very good.

It's really hilarious that a teleportation spell cast by a goddess could be blocked by such a magical device.

What a complete waste.

"So what do we do now?"

Listarte did not say anything back, for she knew there was no good in doing so, and so she changed the subject.

"Do what we have to do."

Duanmu Huai snorted coldly, but still patiently explained to Listarte.

"These survivors have been living here all their lives. They are more familiar with this place than anyone else. I have already asked them. This place is currently in the rear. Its main function is to provide the Demon King and the orc army with a variety of logistical resources, including food, supplies, and other things. And because of this, the defenses of the nearby towns are relatively weak. So I plan to start from here."

"You mean to rescue the slaves?"

"Our mission is first to eliminate the aliens, saving the slaves is just a side job."

Duanmu Huai forcibly changed the order of Listarte.

"Besides, it's not us who are taking action this time."

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you think I stayed with those people? Just to eat?"

Duanmu Huai glanced at the ragged humans following behind them.

"This time, they were the first to launch the attack."

"Hey?"

Listarte didn't understand what Duanmu Huai meant. In her opinion, these unarmed people with low levels and attributes would have no choice but to die if they encountered those orcs...

But soon, she will understand what Duanmu Huai means.

For the rancher, it was an orcish day like any other.

It waved its whip and drove all the skinny humans back to the barn, then planned to leave with its two guards. Its son was watching its work not far away, his eyes shining. It still remembered what its son had said, that it would inherit its ranch, become the largest rancher here, and graze the most humans.

"It's not an easy thing to do."

The rancher warned his son that humans are difficult to discipline and are very fragile. If they eat less, they will die easily, and if they eat more, they will run away easily. Once they get sick, it is easy to spread the disease. If you want to take care of them, you need a long time of learning and repeated practice. This is not an easy job. He is very relieved that his son is very strong. Although he is still young, it seems that the time to pass the ranch to him may be shorter than he thought.

Just as the rancher was about to leave with his son, a voice suddenly entered its ears. It turned its head and saw a ragged woman appearing on the other side of the bushes.

Damn, a runaway slave!

The rancher frowned. Damn it, how could she get there? Why didn't the other guards notice her escape? But it didn't matter. As long as he caught her, it would be fine!

"You, go and capture her! As a snack tonight! I'm going to eat her in front of the other slaves, so they know the price of running away!" The ranch owner gave the order, and soon, the two guards nodded and quickly chased after them.

They were as fast as wolves. When the two guards rushed into the woods, the slave's figure only had time to flash in the shadows of the woods. In their view, this was not a problem at all. The two guards looked at each other and rushed towards her with a grin. They were already imagining how to add dinner to the evening. This stupid slave would understand how stupid everything he did was.

The woman looked like she was in a panic, she rushed into a cave, but it was a dead end, she leaned against the rock, trembling as she watched the two orcs approaching her. The latter showed a hideous smile, they enjoyed the process, forcing their prey into a dead end, and then watching them collapse, surrender, and die wailing, just like this...

Because the two orcs were focused on the woman, they did not notice that the weeds on the ground at the entrance of the cave were a bit messy and seemed to be covering something. Unfortunately, they were too late. The moment they stepped on the ground, the weeds suddenly collapsed, and the two orcs lost their balance and fell completely into the deep pit. They didn't even have time to react. The thick and sharp wooden spears pierced their bodies from below, turning them into bloody skewers.

"See, it's very simple."

Duanmu Huai stood on a hillside not far away, watching this scene and commented.

"Ultimately, it's no different than dealing with tigers and bears. As long as they foolishly step into the trap, then we can just leave it to nature to take care of the problem."

The woman walked out of the cave and bowed respectfully to Duanmu Huai, who waved his hand.

"If you think you can eat it, just poop it out, but I suggest you eat something better."

Meanwhile, the rancher had no idea what had happened to his guard, but even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to react now.

"Get your dirty hands off me, human!"

The rancher stared fiercely at the human slave standing in front of him. He had walked over from the other side. At the time, the rancher thought that he was just an ordinary slave who wanted to go back to the barn, but he didn't expect that the next moment he would take out a knife and put it on his son's neck. The latter still had a grim face and was trembling with fear, almost crying.

"I reject."

The man stood there, staring at the rancher. The rancher suddenly felt that the man's eyes were a little strange. His eyes were not as numb or fearful as those of other slaves. Instead, they were like a ball of ignited fire, burning fiercely. His eyes were full of calmness when he stared at him, and there was even a hint of greedy desire, which made the rancher feel cold all over.

"Is this your child? You shouldn't have brought it here."

"………………What do you want?"

"Not much, you just have to wait there."

"???"

"If you dare to come close......"

The man pressed the blade against the little orc's neck.

"I'll cut its neck."

"…………………All right."

The rancher thought about it and decided to do what the man said for the time being, but he soon regretted it because he saw several figures coming out of the wheat field near the man. They looked no different from ordinary working slaves, but each of them was holding a strange iron pipe.

Then the rancher saw a dark figure taller than any of the others appear from behind them.

"Raise your guns, aim at the enemy, and put them in the crosshairs."

The low voice of the Night Guard sounded, and those people raised the laser weapons in their hands according to his order—this was given to them by Duanmu Huai. After all, he couldn't really let these people go to the battlefield unarmed.

But of course, Duanmu Huai would not teach them how to shoot.

"Remember, don't shoot at the head. Although it is deadly, for ordinary enemies, the torso is a bigger target and easier to aim and hit. Okay, now, shoot."

Gunfire rang out.

Several red beams shot towards the rancher, who trembled suddenly and then quickly jumped up to avoid the attacks, but the speed of the beams was much faster than the rancher expected. As soon as it left the ground, the scorching high-temperature laser penetrated its body and knocked it to the ground.

“Practice more.”

The Night Guard nodded.

"You responded well this time. Now stay in formation and clean up the entire ranch."

"Yes."

"What about this cub, my Lord?"

Faced with the man's question, the Night Guard was silent for a moment.

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor said that it tastes better after bleeding."

At this moment, the little orc stared at his father's body with eyes wide open, tears welling up in his eyes. He opened his mouth to cry out, but at the same time, the dagger had cut his throat and trachea. Cold air rushed in from outside, mixed with blood and filled his lungs. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Blood gushed out like a spring. Soon, the little orc lost his strength and fell to the ground.

"What are you going to do?"

"Cook it. It got burnt last time. It was hard to control the heat."

"That's it."

This was the last sound the little orc heard before he died.