I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Kong'er Huangyuan was once the chief of a small tribe with only six people in total, living a miserable life on the north side of the wilderness.

According to his father who has been dead for several years, Kong Er had more than a dozen brothers and sisters when he was a child. Unfortunately, one night they encountered a pack of winter wolves running down from the Arctic ice field.

Those vicious and cunning creatures took advantage of the moment when the adult orcs of the tribe were fighting the wolf pack head-on. A few winter wolves bypassed the defense line and carried away a large number of little orcs who could only crawl on the ground.

Kong Er was lucky enough to be rescued by his father who came back to defend, but unfortunately one of his ears was still torn off by the winter wolf.

Afterwards, Kong'er, who was missing an ear, could only get very little food like other orcs with disabilities, and he was malnourished since childhood.

By the time he grew up, he was only 1.9 meters tall, which was considered a small size among the orcs.

But God rewards hard work, and things will change over time... ahem, with the unremitting efforts of this middle school orc who refused to bow to the world, Kong Er mastered flexible skills different from other orcs and became the ceiling of combat power in that small tribe.

In this way, the old patriarch came to the end of his life, Kong Er took over his father's mantle and continued to make a living with the rest of the tribe.

Before the integration movement was launched, life in the Konger tribe was extremely difficult.

Even though Kong Er swung the stick with all his might every time, he was unable to stop his people from falling to wild beasts, natural disasters, and hunger.

Just when he was the last fighting force left in the Kong'er Tribe, the Orc Integration Movement was launched.

Without a second thought, he brought everyone to join, becoming one of the earliest Wasteland Clans.

Because of his extraordinary talent, several old shamans personally praised Kong'er for having the talent of a swordsman. In addition, Kong'er is only twenty years old and still relatively young. Therefore, this middle-aged orc received special training from Broken Tooth Wasteland, a pillar of the older generation of orcs.

Kong Er is very satisfied with his current life.

Compared to the days when they could only eat once every three days, now they have some food every day, no matter how much, so their old tribesmen can survive;

He also provoked a few beautiful female orcs, gave birth to a dozen cubs, and no winter wolves came to take them away.

He believed that his current "happy life" was brought about by the great integration movement and was given to him by Broken Tooth, one of the initiators.

So Broken Tooth just said that the tribe didn't have enough food and was going to compete with the druids in the Haze Forest, and Kong'er followed him with a wooden stick without saying a word.

At first, when his companions were gossiping in low voices, he didn't really participate, but was concentrating on staring at the faceless dangerous man opposite him.

After his idol was driven into a frenzy by a disgusting human, Kong Er rushed over immediately, bypassing those annoying winter wolves and interrupting the dangerous man's spellcasting.

Just as he was about to make another attack to completely eliminate this threat, that disgusting human stood in front of him.

The human was looking at him with an expression of great injustice, holding a short, ugly stick that glowed green in his hand.

Kong Er sneered and ignored the disgusting human being. He raised the wooden stick and was about to hit the dangerous man hard on the head.

With a buzzing sound, a short stick stabbed his lower back, but the force was so slight that it didn't hurt.

But then, Kong Er's expression changed instantly.

As if cursed by an evil wizard, the future orc swordmaster suddenly lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The orc's eyes were filled with dead gray, and his face looked full of despair.

He was incontinent.

……

Seeing that the attack effects of his [Rubber Stick Technique] were so powerful, Alvin suddenly became inflated.

He looked at the earless orc lying on the ground in front of him, twitching, and jumped up and down arrogantly.

“You two-dimensional beastman!

You're the one who said I'm a pervert, right?

Your kid sneaked into the Haze Forest, right?

Yo! You peed your pants too.

Tsk tsk tsk, you are so grown up but you still pee your pants..."

Xiling looked at this human who was always mumbling with a strange expression on her face.

Well, her hood was covered tightly, and others really couldn't tell her expression at the moment.

But he could clearly see the strange expression on the face of the orc warrior opposite him.

I guess Alvin's [Rubber Stick Technique] isn't something serious.

The half-elf stood up and cast a normal [Heal Light Wounds] on himself - a first-level divine spell that was much more effective than [Heal Minor Wounds] - and then turned his attention back to the battlefield.

The remaining two low-level orcs were still trying hard to fight against the winter wolves;

When Priest Paul saw that his beloved disciple was out of danger, he looked visibly relieved.

His muscles bulged, and he blocked Broken Tooth's blow with a powerful blow, sending the furious orc opposite him back several steps.

Then, this middle-aged strong man with a broad back said something particularly handsome with his back to them:

"Next, let me show you what a true high-level druid is!"

If Broken Tooth Wasteland, who was facing Bol at that moment, had good eyesight, he would have noticed that this ugly and ferocious human had an expression of "I fooled you" on his face.

As Boll crossed his hands and uttered a few short syllables, the sound of cloth tearing was heard.

Ivan opened his mouth wide and his eyes were shining.

In his eyes, the already ridiculously tall bald man's entire body swelled up, literally swelled up, with bulging muscles and hair sticking out of the skin, directly tearing the gray-brown robe into pieces.

Then, a roar that was much louder than Broken Tooth and Wasteland's roar completely accelerated Ivan's heartbeat.

I knew it!

Druid will turn into a bear!

The Bol in front of him had completely transformed into a huge brown bear.

The height of the person lying on the ground is at least three meters.

The giant bear looked down at the orc diplomat and slowly raised its paw, which was as big as a washbasin.

Broken Tooth raised the axe and gestured twice. He felt that even if he could chop the axe into the opponent's flesh, the opponent would probably feel no pain, just like being scratched by a branch.

When a Berserker is raging, he will enter a temporary state of high fighting spirit, but high fighting spirit does not mean that he has no rationality left, especially when he cannot defeat the opponent.

He looked at the "small blade" in his hand unwillingly and shook his head helplessly.

"Wasteland orcs, stop!"

After saying that, he lowered the battle axe in his hand and took two steps back again.

“Druid, your strength is beyond Broken Tooth’s expectations.

Stop it, this time the Wasteland Orcs have failed in diplomacy."