Survival in the Mist: From a Dilapidated Wooden Hut to a Heavenly Palace in the Clouds

Mo Ming and his group slowly turned around, and what came into view were two figures that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

It felt familiar because I had seen many blurry photos of creatures that resembled it.

The unfamiliarity stems from actually seeing the mysterious creature; the sheer awe it evokes is something that photographs cannot match.

The two mysterious creatures both had two horns on their heads and were minotaur-like in appearance. One had yellow skin and the other had green skin, but both were quite tall, nearly two meters high. Each carried a silver backpack on its back and held a long sword in its hand.

They really are orcs!

Before seeing its true form, Mo Ming was somewhat flustered, but now that the mysterious creature was actually standing in front of him, he was quite calm.

As expected... fear always lies in the unknown!

It's like someone telling you there's a ghost next to you versus that ghost standing openly in front of you—these two feelings are completely different.

The former will make you live in suspicion and fear all day long, because you don't know what the ghost is like, when it will suddenly appear in front of you, or how it will deal with you.

Therefore, your heart will be filled with fear and suspicion.

The latter, however, stands right in front of you, everything is clear at a glance, and no matter the outcome, at least you can be prepared.

Now, with the mysterious creature he had been worried about standing right in front of him, Mo Ming felt no fear or panic whatsoever.

We all have two shoulders and one head, why should I be afraid of you?

Taking advantage of your tall and strong appearance?

Excuse me, but I have two bodyguards who are even taller and more imposing than you.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The yellow-skinned minotaur asked loudly.

Although the languages ​​were different, Mo Ming could still tell from the fog's translation mechanism that the tone was not a normal inquiry, but rather a reproach and a question.

Mo Ming felt a little annoyed. This is your house, why do I have to report to you where I am?

However, Mo Ming did not want to clash with them at this moment. After all, this was their territory, and if he attracted more and stronger orcs, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

Seeing that Mo Ming did not answer, the two minotaurs were displeased, and a sinister look appeared on their faces.

They were very annoyed by this stranger.

Mo Ming looked around, completely ignoring their gazes.

The surrounding area was open and there were no trees to block the view, so if a fight broke out, Xiao Jin would be able to find their location immediately.

However, Mo Ming ignored them and prepared to leave with his pets.

"Are you mute?" Suddenly, the yellow minotaur rushed forward, holding a long sword in front of him, blocking Mo Ming's path.

"What do you mean?"

"You've trespassed into our territory, and you think you can just leave without a word?" The yellow minotaur sneered.

Mo Ming raised an eyebrow. He had originally planned to leave and keep to himself, but he didn't expect the other party to be so aggressive and even forcibly claim territory.

"Little Huang, right? So what do you want?" Mo Ming replied indifferently.

The yellow minotaur's face grew even darker, and he shouted, "Foolish human, listen up! My name is Tonis, and this area is our territory. Everything here belongs to us, including you... and your cow, and your dog."

Mo Ming didn't reply, but looked at Xiong Da and Xiong Er, feeling looked down upon!

"There's one thing I need to correct you on: they're not dogs."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the green minotaur behind him, who sneered, "Whether you're a dog or not, you're all our slaves now. If you're obedient, we might reward you with some bones; if you're disobedient, we'll stew you and eat you!"

Mo Ming raised an eyebrow, finally understanding. So, the other side wanted to enslave them first and then use them as food!

"Do you really want to eat us?" Mo Ming said coldly, but a malicious smile played on his lips.

At that moment, it was as if he were the hunter.

"No, no, no, we'll squeeze every last drop of value out of you before we eat you up."

The green minotaur walked up to his companion, brandished his greatsword in front of him, and said in a sinister tone, "It is your greatest honor to offer your body to our great Asya tribe."

Mo Ming slowly shook his head. "Actually, I think you can do something even greater for your Aya tribe."

The yellow minotaur, Tony, remained expressionless. "Oh? Like what?"

"For example... you can sacrifice yourselves for your great tribe?" Mo Ming said calmly with a smile, using the most peaceful tone to say the harshest words.

Hearing Mo Ming's provocation, the green minotaur instantly became agitated and said to Tony beside him, "Big brother, it seems this kid isn't going to come with us easily. How about I go up and chop him up, and we'll have an extra meal tonight?"

Tony's lips curled into a smile, and he said in an icy tone, "Go on, motorcycle. Be careful not to hurt that cow. I'm going to take it as my mount."

Mo Ming's expression remained unchanged as he spoke, "Are you really that confident you can take down several of us?"

"you?"

Motorcycle glanced disdainfully at the two little "dogs" beside Mo Ming. "Hmph! We'll see if we try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the motorcycle unleashed its full power, wielding a long sword as it charged towards Mo Ming, revealing its emerald-level aura.

"Emerald level? Perfect timing. Big Bear and Little Bear, keep an eye on that yellow minotaur."

He always felt that Tony was not simple, perhaps... even a Deep Blue level.

Having said that, Mo Ming raised the bronze demon-suppressing sword and slashed horizontally.

Although the minotaurs are naturally strong, Mo Ming drinks from the holy spring every day and eats high-quality food, so his strength is in no way inferior to his opponent's.

In addition, the bronze demon-suppressing sword possessed extraordinary properties, and with a seemingly ordinary horizontal slash, Mo Ming's large sword snapped in two.

Motorcycle and Tony, who was standing next to him, changed their expressions, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"A Deep Blue-grade sword?"

Clearly, they attributed the cause to the weapon's grade, completely unaware that the longsword's breakage was due to the inherent characteristics of the bronze demon-suppressing sword.

Of course, Mo Ming's strength is limited at this stage. Although the Bronze Demon-Suppressing Sword is a deep blue-grade weapon and can easily cut through emerald-grade weapons, whether he can cut through another deep blue-grade weapon depends on how strong his fighting spirit is.

The longsword broke, hindering the motorcycle's offensive. Mo Ming wouldn't give him a chance; he would strike while the iron was hot and swung the Demon-Suppressing Sword again, slashing heavily at the motorcycle's body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tony shouted loudly, and his deep blue-level aura instantly erupted. He grabbed his greatsword and charged towards Mo Ming.

At the same time, the little black "dog" beside Mo Ming rushed out quickly, growing larger in front of Tony at a visible speed. Then, one hand pushed aside his long sword, and the other hand slammed heavily on his chest.

Caught completely off guard, Tony was sent flying dozens of meters in an instant.

Meanwhile, seeing that his older brother couldn't arrive in time, Moto could only use his broken longsword to shield himself.

However......