Lord Era: I, The Strongest Lord Of The Abyss!

The central oasis of the Bitter Sea Desert.

"Great Chieftain, the new batch of slaves has arrived!"

"This batch has plenty of slaves, including many beautiful women. By the Beast Ancestor, it's definitely enough to go around for our lads, haha!"

Hearing these words, the Orc Chieftain, who had been enjoying the service of over a dozen female slaves on his lounge chair, suddenly opened his eyes.

This Orc Chieftain, whose strength could no longer be simply described as robust, flung the female slaves beside him, who didn't even have time to react, sending them crashing heavily to the ground of the tent.

"Hmph!"

Orc Chieftain Sack Blackblade stepped out of the tent, squinting at the distance.

"What's all the commotion! A mere few hundred slaves are nothing to the Blackblade Clan."

Nearby, over two hundred Orcs, under the command of Iman Blackblade, were continuously dragging teams of human slaves towards the prepared cages around the corner.

These cages contained no food or water, but on the outside, there was a layer of blood-reddened black cloth to shield them from all sunlight.

The reason for this was that the Orcs of the Blackblade tribe intended to force these newly arrived slaves into a horrific battle within the cages, driven by hunger and despair.

This battle would ensure that only two or three out of the ten slaves in each cage would survive after half a month.

And the Orcs believed that only these surviving slaves were the slaves they truly wanted.

Because only slaves who had survived all this were strong, bloodthirsty, and consumed very little food.

The Blackblade tribe was short on food.

This was an iron law etched into the genes of the Blackblade Clan by the cruel environment.

"Hehe, Father, this batch of slaves is quite different!"

"These slaves are definitely not the farmers and miners we've plundered before, but genuine soldiers!"

As Iman Blackblade spoke, he jumped down from the dire wolf beneath him and dragged a female slave from the dire wolf's back to Chieftain Sack Blackblade.

"And, look what else I caught. This is a female hero who was loyal to a certain lord!"

Sack looked closely.

Sure enough, this female slave was still wearing partially broken soft leather armor, and a silver-sheathed sword hung at her waist.

As if sensing that she was back on land, this hero unit gradually awoke from her coma.

As soon as she woke up, she said fiercely to Sack and Iman.

"You damned Orcs, how dare you plunder our territory with demons! When our lord learns of your actions, you will all... ahhh!"

But before she could finish speaking, Iman cruelly grabbed her chin, preventing her from saying anything more, and she could only hum in pain.

"Oh? You captured a group of defeated soldiers, that's indeed good!"

Seeing the physical qualities of these slaves, Sack Blackblade couldn't help but light up.

Because his son's hunt could truly be considered the greatest gain the entire Blackblade Clan had achieved in the past week.

But Sack didn't have time to be happy, because he heard a strange word from the hero unit's mouth.

Demons!

"But, what does she mean by demons? Is it a newly emerged clan?"

Sack's triangular eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Iman, who was a head shorter than him.

"Why did this slave say that you plundered them together with demons!"

"When did our great Blackblade Clan, our great Orcs, need to plunder the same weaklings with other clans?"

Hearing Sack say this, Iman, who had been smiling just now, immediately became nervous.

Because no one knew better than him what kind of Orc the Chieftain of the Blackblade Clan, Sack Blackblade, was.

He was cruel, tyrannical, and capricious, but he valued the glory of the Orcs extremely.

The act of plundering the same weaklings with other tribes was, to Sack and the Beast Ancestor he believed in, equivalent to a very serious insult!

So, if his answer was not satisfactory, even if he was Sack's son, he would at least be whipped.

Thinking of this, Iman quickly explained.

"No, no, my father!"

"I absolutely did not plunder in conjunction with other clans, I swear!"

"Because the demons she speaks of are not other Orc clans, but a group of newly emerged monsters."

Hearing Iman say this, Sack was even more puzzled.

"Monsters?"

He didn't understand why his son would use the word monsters to describe them.

"That's right, monsters!"

"Because the appearance of these monsters is a hundred times uglier than the offspring of Half-Orcs and Goblins!"

"And more importantly, their minds are countless times more chaotic than the offspring of Half-Orcs and beasts!"

"We encountered them during the process of plundering that foreign lord, but we didn't notice their appearance at the time."

"Because after we fought with this group of humans, they appeared on the other end of the plundered base."

"After these monsters, called demons, discovered us, they launched indiscriminate attacks on both us Orcs and this group of humans."

As Iman spoke here, recalling what the demons had done, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"But they are somewhat different from us Orcs. We plunder others to obtain food and wealth for survival."

"They are purely about slaughter and destruction. There is no rationality in their eyes, and they..."

Sack Blackblade couldn't listen anymore and roared.

"Stop talking nonsense, did you defeat them or not!"

Iman quickly nodded.

"Of course, my father!"

"After we broke through the defenses of this group of humans, we eliminated the group of demons without any hesitation!"

"But..."

"But what? Speak quickly!"

"But, before these demons collapsed, they captured one of our Orc warriors and took him to who knows where."

"Although I tried to bring that Orc warrior back, more demons blocked me, and I couldn't save him."

Hearing this, Sack placed his hand on Iman's head.

Just as Iman nervously thought that his chieftain father was about to explode in anger because of his mistake.

"Well done, Iman, my boy."

Sack's tone suddenly became gentle.

"Although you failed to save a brave Orc warrior, you brought us back more slaves and defeated two races at the same time."

"In short, Iman, you have not disappointed me."

"You are gradually growing into a qualified Blackblade Clan warrior."

Hearing this, Iman smiled.

And his father, the Great Chieftain of the Blackblade Clan, Sack, also smiled.

But do you know who can't smile?

The Orc warrior who was abducted by the demons!

Because at this moment, he had been taken by the demons to the endless abyss.

And facing him was the Abyss Lord, who was smirking.