Although the high priest of the Goat Tribe was old, he never looked for a new successor. He lived alone in his empty residence. Because it was a new settlement, the cave where he temporarily lived only had a few intact animal skins, a three-legged stool and a roughly polished small table.

The high priest of the Goat Tribe did not care about Cheng Mo and Ban Mu who came to see him, but when he heard that Ban Mu was very powerful, he finally looked at Ban Mu in the eye. The first time he saw Ban Mu, his originally arrogant face instantly showed a greedy look. He hurriedly gave the only stool to Ban Mu to sit on, but Ban Mu put the stool behind Cheng Mo and let Cheng Mo sit down, while he stood behind Cheng Mo to prevent the stool from suddenly becoming unstable and falling on Cheng Mo.

The chief priest of the Goat Tribe seemed to hate females, and he also looked down on Cheng Mo as a female. When his eyes fell on Banmu, they were full of calculations and plans. However, he seemed to be disdainful of Cheng Mo and didn't even want to pay attention to her.

"Hello, high priest. This time I came here, I want to ask you about the rainfall you mentioned earlier. Why do you think this is the punishment of the Beast God for the rapid development of Qiming City?" Cheng Mo looked at the high priest of the Goat Tribe and asked calmly.

But in the face of Cheng Mo's questions, the Goat Tribe High Priest did not respond at all, as if he could not hear his words at all. He kept asking questions to Banmu, asking questions about how Banmu was so powerful, and did not care about Cheng Mo's feelings at all, which made Cheng Mo frown slightly and feel dissatisfied.

Ban Mu, who had been unmoved at first, noticed Cheng Mo's displeasure, and hurriedly reached out to hold his hand, calling out with concern: "Xiao Mo?" At this time, the high priest of the Goat Tribe still did not stop his courtesy to Ban Mu, and continued to chat with him, even though Ban Mu never answered him from beginning to end.

Cheng Mo couldn't bear it any longer. He sneered and said indifferently: "It seems that the high priest is not willing to answer my questions, right?" He turned to look at Ban Mu, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

Banmu stared coldly at the Goat Tribe High Priest, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and suddenly stretched out his hand, tightly grasping his neck like an iron clamp. The Goat Tribe High Priest's face instantly turned as pale as paper, his body trembled as he tried to break free, but he found that he was completely unable to resist. His eyes widened, and he looked at Banmu in horror, and could only make a few meaningless sounds from his throat.

Banmu looked at the Goat Tribe High Priest with increasingly cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. Cheng Mo leaned back with his arms folded, a mocking smile on his face: "Now, are you willing to talk to me? High Priest——"

But the Goat Tribe High Priest still didn't look at Cheng Mo, but stared at Ban Mu persistently. Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows. He could see that the High Priest still had this attitude in the face of life threats. No one would believe him if he said there was nothing fishy! So Cheng Mo turned to look at Ban Mu and asked, "What's going on with him?"

Ban Mu held the neck of the Goat Tribe's chief priest with one hand and used the other hand to rest on Cheng Mo's back so that he could lean more comfortably.

"He was bewitched by the cursed power." Banmu's low voice sounded with a hint of disdain. As the strength in his hands grew, the Goat Tribe High Priest's breathing became more and more difficult. His face gradually turned purple, and his lips began to turn purple. He desperately grabbed Banmu's arms with both hands, trying to break free, but it was all in vain.

At this moment, a ball of red light escaped from the head of the Goat Tribe High Priest, and it flew quickly into the distance, as if trying to escape from here. However, Banmu had been prepared, and he quickly took action to stop the ball of red light. The ball of red light struggled in Banmu's hand, trying to escape, but it could not get rid of Banmu's control.

"Is this the power of the curse?" Cheng Mo looked at the red light held in Ban Mu's hand curiously, his heart full of doubts.

"Yes." Banmu nodded and clenched his hands tightly. A piercing scream was heard, and then the red light disappeared between heaven and earth. Banmu and Cheng Mo tacitly ignored the high priest of the Goat Tribe who was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Why did the curse power come out of his head?" Cheng Mo saw it clearly just now. The red light came out from the head of the high priest of the Goat Tribe.

"He made a deal with those cursed powers and voluntarily became the carrier of the cursed powers, so those cursed powers attached to his body. Maybe his previous actions were not only caused by the bewitching of the cursed powers, but those cursed powers only magnified his inner desires." After Ban Mu finished explaining, he pulled Cheng Mo to stand up and walked outside.

A group of orcs had gathered outside at some point. They looked at Banmu and the other man with red eyes, like starving beasts seeing food.

"Then this kind of person doesn't deserve any pity even if he dies!" Thinking of the situation of those females and cubs he had seen before, Cheng Mo couldn't help but frowned, feeling very disgusted with the dead high priest.

"Yes, there are a lot of greedy people in this tribe." Banmu sneered, looking at these orcs with greed in their eyes, and suddenly he had an urge to destroy them.

"Let's go." Cheng Mo didn't want to stay here any longer, so he pulled Ban Mu and continued walking forward.

Those orcs with red eyes only dared to look at Banmu with greedy eyes, but did not dare to rush over directly. After all, they just felt that the strongest high priest among them was dead, and it was these two people who killed the high priest. Although they now wanted to obtain the power from Banmu, they were afraid of being killed by Banmu, so they could only watch Banmu leave.

Cheng Mo and Ban Mu walked out of the Goat Tribe's settlement, and behind them followed a group of red-eyed orcs. These orcs staggered and swayed, but they followed Cheng Mo and the others firmly.

At this moment, Yangyang and others were standing at the entrance of the camp and chatting. When he saw Cheng Mo coming out, Yangyang waved excitedly, but before he could go up to greet him, he noticed the group of strange orcs behind Cheng Mo. He widened his eyes in surprise, pointed at the group of orcs, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's wrong with him, them?!"

Yangyang's exclamation attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone cast doubtful glances at him. Under the gazes of so many people, Yangyang couldn't help but shudder, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

Cheng Mo walked up to Yangyang and saw the orc who had kneeled on the ground and begged him to take the female and the cubs away. He walked up to the orc and said, "We agreed before that we can take them away now. Please ask them to come and gather." The orc was so excited that he almost cried when he heard this, and nodded repeatedly to show his agreement.

The other orcs who were unaware of the situation looked at the scene in front of them with curiosity, not knowing what was going on. But seeing this scene, they also gathered around, wanting to find out what was going on.

"Who's leaving?" the other orcs asked curiously, but the orc didn't have time to answer and left in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to tell the females and cubs in the tribe.

Yangyang couldn't help but move closer to Cheng Mo and asked in a low voice: "Benefactor...who are you going to take away? And those people, what happened to them?"

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