Great Voyage: My Summoned Creatures Can Level Up While Idle

"rustle!"

A bear and a horse dart through the jungle.

Several hours later, it was already dusk.

The entire island was bathed in the sunset, making it exceptionally beautiful, but beneath its beautiful exterior lay a danger that could leave one utterly annihilated.

The four men and two riders traversed Bear Paw Island and finally arrived at the agreed-upon location between Paladin Cade and Ranger Jackson.

Arya tugged at Laroya's sleeve and showed him the direction of the pointer on the Star Compass.

The direction of the compass needle was surprisingly consistent with the direction that Paladin Cade was heading!

Cade imitated the hooting of an owl, but received no response from Ranger Jackson and the others, which made his heart sink.

The three of them, including Roya, got off Misha's back and stretched their bodies after sitting for so long.

Misha growled, and Roya looked around and said, "Mr. Cade, something's wrong. We're surrounded."

Paladin Cade nodded and took the warhammer off his back.

The three of them, including Roya, also drew their weapons. Roya's weapon was naturally the Poison Scale, and he left the power of the Evil Eye on the ship.

The bushes parted, and one figure after another emerged.

These figures were over 1.8 meters tall, with thick, bronze-brown skin, dressed in simple animal skin equipment, and their exposed bodies were covered with old scars of varying depths.

His lower jaw protrudes outward, with two short, thick, yellowish fangs curving upward from his lower lip. He has thick lips, a flat nose, rugged eye sockets, and deep, fierce amber eyes. His shoulders and forearms are covered with thick, dark brown short hair.

They were tall, with broad shoulders like mountains, bulging muscles, thick and strong arms, huge hands, large knuckles, and hard, black nails.

They wore heavily worn animal hide armor, studded with rusted iron nails in places, and their leather belts were decorated with animal teeth or white bone skulls. They held heavy, sturdy double-edged stone axes in their hands.

They are the orcs, one of the three major races on Bear Paw Island.

"Orcs?" Paladin Cade frowned. He had thought they were the goblins, but they turned out to be a group of orc warriors.

This group of orc warriors numbered over thirty, all exuding an aura of the Black Iron level, but the paladin Cade dared not underestimate them.

Orcs have a racial trait called Berserk, which greatly increases their combat power when activated.

Three or five berserk orcs can kill an adult ogre.

The orc warriors made way, and an old orc with white hair and a face etched with the marks of time stepped forward.

He was hunchbacked, with cloudy eyes, holding a long sandalwood cane in his hand, and his body was covered with various dried lizards, wooden bottles, and animal bones.

The old orc was a shaman, and before they even got close, Roya and the others could smell the medicinal scent emanating from him.

At the same time, the orc shaman's aura also reached the bronze level.

This made Paladin Cade's expression even more serious.

A group of orcs plus an orc shaman could easily kill any transcendent below the silver level.

"We are orcs from the Howling Clan. I am their chieftain and shaman, Moka Bloodvine," the old orc shaman began, his human common language perfectly standard and clear.

"Where are my men?" Paladin Cade's face was tense as he gripped his warhammer tightly.

Luo Ya and the other two couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"I saved their lives, otherwise they would have been killed by the vile goblin stalker Prik Poisonclaw." The old orc shaman waved his hand.

The orc warriors separated again, pushing out the four men whose wrists were bound by vines: the ranger Jackson, the rogue, the human shieldbearer, and the middle-aged mage Mike.

"Captain!" Upon seeing Cade's figure, the four of them were excited and quickly ran over.

The orcs did not stop them.

Cade's gaze swept quickly over the four people. Seeing that they were in a sorry state but not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Paladin Cade's gaze fell on the old shaman, and he asked, "I am very grateful to you for saving my members and comrades. What is it that you want with us?"

The old orc shaman's cloudy eyes gazed at a valley, his voice fierce: "Join forces and annihilate the witchcraft tribe."

"Sorry, I don't trust you." Paladin Cade refused without hesitation.

Unlike Roya and his two companions, it was the orcs who proposed joining forces—a different race! You have no idea whether their arrows will come from behind you.

The old orc shaman grinned, a smile that was both terrifying and sinister. He slowly said:

"Zag, the goblin wizard of the Witchcraft Tribe, has already entered into an employment relationship with a small ogre tribe. You know ogres, right? Once they reach adulthood, their strength can reach the bronze level."

"That small ogre tribe has three juvenile ogres, five adult ogres, and a mutated two-headed ogre that is about to break through to the silver level."

The old orc shaman's words caused paladin Cade and his companions to show solemnity and horror.

Those who had faced ogres firsthand, such as Ranger Jackson, knew all too well the terrifying power of an adult ogre. Their leader, Cade, was severely injured after taking a blow from one of its blows.

If it were someone as fragile as them, one blow would probably kill them.

Roya felt his arms being tightly gripped by Sophia and Aria. The two women looked pale; they had heard plenty of tales of terrifying cannibals when they were young.

"Among you are rogues and rangers who can scout the goblin lair," the old orc shaman chuckled.

Paladin Cade calmed down, looked at Ranger Jackson and the Stalker, and the two nodded, broke away from the group, and quietly made their way towards the valley.

Paladin Cade frowned, deeply troubled. If, as the old orc shaman had said, there really was a nest of ogres, not only would they be unable to rescue Allen and the others, but they themselves would likely perish in the goblin lair.

"Why do you want to cooperate with us to deal with the goblin tribe?" Roya asked.

"The goblin wizard Zag has stolen the sacred artifact of our Windhowl clan. We must wash away this shame with blood," the old orc shaman said in a deep voice.

The other orc warriors also glared at them with resentment.

A realization flashed in Luo Ya's eyes; it turned out to be the same old story of the enemy of my enemy being my friend.

So, it's very likely that the goblin wizard hired ogres to deal with the orcs of the Windhowl Clan, which explains why they wanted to cooperate.

Shortly afterward, the rogue and the ranger returned and confirmed the old orc shaman's message: "We did indeed find a large number of ogre footprints near the goblin lair."

Paladin Cade took a deep breath and had no choice but to agree to join forces with the orc clans.

Next came the plan, and a dispute arose between the humans and the orcs.

The orcs' idea was very simple and direct: to storm the goblin lair and wipe out the goblins and ogres.

Paladin Cade, on the other hand, preferred to use cunning to lure most of the goblins and ogres away from their lair and to ambush them, killing as many goblins and ogres as possible.

Then, Paladin Cade led the orc warriors in a frontal assault on the goblin lair, while the rogues infiltrated the goblin lair to rescue the other members of the adventurer group.