CHAPTER 1264: CHAPTER 1263: THE WISE SHAMAN

Harry glanced at him: "What do you think? Such beasts, if there’s danger, might outrun you. They certainly won’t protect you, and when they run off, where would we find you?"

Thinking of himself as a lonely beast wandering the desert, Norz shivered: "The Shaman is wise."

They obediently sat on Maomao’s back; at least they wouldn’t worry about being carried away to an unknown place.

The duped Norz yawned widely and laid a Beast Skin next to the already dozing Tuya and slept.

Casa glanced at Harry, then went out to take the night watch.

Harry watched his back, showing a faint smile; it seemed only Casa understood his true intention.

When they were at the Sahara Tribe, they had separated from Shaman Ji Nuan during the cold season, which he later regretted.

He definitely wouldn’t do such foolish things again now.

Looking at the night sky outside, hopefully everything would go smoothly tomorrow.

Only when the sound of the orcs’ steady breathing came from the tent, did Casa turn and look at the slightly immature face of the orc shaman. It seemed that traveling truly could make orcs grow quickly.

Hope Harry becomes stronger and stronger.

Early the next morning, when Xiu Yan and Ji Nuan were still eating, the Mogor Clan Leader and the old shaman had already brought several orcs from the Mogor Tribe over.

"Shaman Ji Nuan, take your time eating; we’re not in a hurry," the old shaman said with a smile.

Ji Nuan took out a Beast Skin mat from the tent for the old shaman: "Please sit while we finish eating."

Then, he picked up his bowl and continued eating until he had cleaned the pots and dishes. Only then did Xiu Yan go into the tent and change his cotton clothes into a set of Beast Skin clothes and came out.

Then, under the eager eyes of the beasts, his smooth back suddenly stretched out a pair of large wings.

The silver wings even reflected a chilling light in the sunlight.

"I’m going," Xiu Yan turned his head to glance at his little companion and said softly.

Ji Nuan nodded: "Come back soon, I want grilled Firebird Beast for lunch."

The orc’s eyes curved slightly, and with a look of delight, he patted her head and with one flap of his wings already reached great heights in the sky.

"Such fast speed." The surrounding orcs exclaimed in admiration, looking up in awe at the towering figure in the sky.

At this moment in the high sky, several Flying Wild Beasts also noticed Xiu Yan’s presence. Raised by bloodthirsty orcs, these beasts weren’t kind-hearted.

There were five Flying Wild Beasts in total, and upon spotting Xiu Yan, they cried out excitedly and rushed toward him.

They were quick and attacked fiercely.

Xiu Yan just dodged a few times until the five Flying Wild Beasts got closer, then he drew out the long knife at his waist, gripped it with both hands, and swung out a circle of cold, sharp light.

The five Flying Wild Beasts let out several mournful cries, and fell like dumplings onto the ground below.

Xiu Yan cut off half of all their wings with a single stroke.

Meanwhile, the orcs on the ground were stunned as they watched the beasts fall around them, leaving deep pits in the ground.

So, it turns out, they weren’t boasting; he really could bring down these winged creatures, and for them to never fly again.