Chapter 85 Lycanthropy

【Disaster of Wild Beasts】

[On the vast and sparsely populated plateau, there lives a group of "orcs". They are ancient sinners who carry the ancient curse of beast transformation. They have human bodies and heads of various beasts. Every night, the orcs will fall into madness, preying on all normal creatures in sight, and infecting them with the curse. 】

[Main mission: Cure the "lycanthropy" in your body. 】

[Optional Task 1. Find a way to stay awake at night. 】

[Optional Task 2: Find the source of the curse of beast transformation. 】

[Optional Task 3: Find out the secrets under the plateau. 】

[Note: You can clear the level by completing the main tasks. The optional tasks will increase the level rewards. The difficulty is higher and the difficulty will gradually increase. Adventurers are advised to act according to their ability. 】

Lin Bai opened his eyes and felt the thinning air. He took a deep breath and his strong physique quickly adapted to the plateau air.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Lin Bai froze on the spot. The shadow on the ground was wrong. He quickly touched his head and found two petite dragon horns on the top of his head.

"I've actually been infected with the curse of beast transformation. I can't leave the dungeon without clearing the level."

Lin Bai felt his body carefully and found that a curse force on his body was like a maggot attached to his bones, lingering in his flesh and blood, trying to get inside his body.

His transformation into a dragon-headed man has little to do with the curse. The beast-morphing curse can only turn people into ordinary orcs, and it definitely does not include dragon-men with dragon blood. The reason why Lin Bai became like this should be due to his innate Taoist body. The essence of advanced life forms, the result of resisting external curses.

It's a pity that Lin Bai has just obtained the innate Tao body, and the level of development of the innate Tao body is still very low, otherwise the beast transformation curse would never be successful.

Lin Bai looked around and saw that there were "orcs" like him nearby. All kinds of orcs continued to appear, and in the blink of an eye, they were approaching the number of people who had entered the dungeon.

One of the eagle-headed men took a few steps closer and said in a sharp voice: "Lin Bai, is that you?"

"Dean, it's me."

Lin Bai realized that the eagle-headed man in front of him was Dean Flanders. He thought with a thought that his transformation into a dragon-headed man was not only due to the innate Taoist body, but also probably related to the Silkworm Dragon Martial Spirit.

wrong! According to the first-come-first-served basis, it should be the form of the innate Tao body, affected by the Silkworm Dragon Martial Spirit.

He looked around and found a group of blue-clothed orcs, disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Most of them were Yalong martial souls, with a few inner sect disciples. The orcs they transformed into were blue lizard heads, a bit like giant dragons. Characteristics.

Lin Bai was lost in thought, Flanders didn't pay attention. He raised his hand and touched the bird's beak. There was a look of helplessness in his sharp owl eyes, "It is indeed you, but this copy is so weird. It actually killed us right from the beginning." All cursed, the difficulty is unusually high.”

"It doesn't matter. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. Even if you can't get the first pass, at least you won't lose money."

Lin Bai made a casual remark. He found that most of the soul masters at the scene were orcs transformed from martial souls, while the weapon soul masters were more random, and they were all common animals such as wolves, cats, rabbits, and leopards.

For example, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin turned into a werewolf, and his piercing sword energy was unmistakable. People around him also recognized him, and only a few disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect dared to approach him.

Ning Fengzhi transformed into a deer-headed man, with a pair of three-pronged antlers on his head. The originally fitted white gown was slightly bulging. The curse of beast transformation was both a curse and a considerable power.

Soon, the crowd automatically divided into several major forces. Lin Bai and Flanders wandered near the scattered group, moving together along an unobvious path.

Not long after walking, Lin Bai saw a village. The smoke from the kitchen was drifting away. There were three or two orc children playing at the entrance of the village. When he saw Lin Bai and the others, they ran back to the village screaming.

When hundreds of people walked outside the village, dozens of orcs with fierce auras walked out of the village. The evil aura on their bodies almost solidified. There seemed to be no warmth in their cold eyes as they scanned the vital parts of Lin Bai and others. .

The leading black tiger orc said coldly: "The Ayala tribe does not welcome outsiders. If you take another step forward, you will declare war on us."

Everyone who had a translator provided by the dungeon stopped when they understood what he said.

Flanders looked serious and reminded Lin Bai in a deep voice: "Be careful, they are not weak. The weakest one should be above the Soul King."

Lin Bai nodded slightly. No matter in appearance or aura, these orcs were not weak, but with Sword Dou Luo Chenxin on their side, they could gain the upper hand with force.

Ning Fengzhi knew that he couldn't get rid of the adventurers behind him, so he simply ignored them and stood up to try to communicate with the orcs.

"Your Excellency, we do not mean any harm. As you can see, we are a group of orcs who have been cursed recently. We came to the plateau to find a solution to the curse. We hope to have friendly exchanges with you."

They were not familiar with the beast-turned-body, and Ning Fengzhi did not try to hide it. With Sword Douluo here, he could choose a more direct way to pass the level.

The black tiger orc's eyes flickered, and he turned towards Sword Douluo with a look of fear, and he sneered:

"Curse? No, this is obviously a gift from the plateau. Without the gift, humans would not have the ability to survive on the plateau with a harsh environment. The ferocious beasts and violent beasts in the wild gathered together to be enough to hunt the white dragon. Let's go. The Ayala tribe doesn’t have what you want.”

After the black tiger orc finished speaking, he pulled out a rough heavy sword from his waist. The other orcs also took out their weapons and looked at all the new orcs with eager eyes.

Even though they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, all the orcs in the Ayala tribe had a fierce look on their eyes, without any sign of fear, and they were all comparable to elite soldiers who had fought in hundreds of battles.

The wolf-headed man transformed by Sword Douluo had white hair, and a bloody long sword was suspended at his waist. He focused his gaze, shot out his sword intent, and turned his head slightly. He only waited for Ning Fengzhi to give the order, and he could kill the man in front of him. Most of the orcs.

Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment, but finally shook his head, "We know too little information to have a conflict like this. Uncle Jian, are you sure you can capture the black tiger orc?"

"It's a piece of cake."

Sword Douluo put away the Seven Kills Sword and disappeared from the spot, giving no one time to react. Less than three seconds later, he reappeared, holding the black tiger orc with one hand.

Only then did the orcs of the Ayala tribe realize that their leader was missing. After a commotion, a werewolf was pushed out and shouted loudly: "We are willing to cooperate with the strong foreigners. Please let go of our leader!"

The black tiger orc's face was full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that he was captured so easily. He wanted to struggle, but Sword Douluo's palm was as unshakable and unbreakable as an iron pincer.