Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 656 Obel, Fist of the Dragon

In the chaos at the entrance to Flame Cliff, a loud and majestic voice suddenly sounded, as if cutting through the noisy noise, directly piercing everyone's ears.

 “Get out of the way! You bastards!”

This voice carried irresistible power, making those people who were crowding and trying to take advantage of the chaos to enter the Flame Cliff seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force and dodge to both sides. A wide road was cleared instantly, as if to welcome the arrival of someone important.

He has a tall stature and a steady pace, and each step seems to leave deep marks on the ground. He walked over to the orc who was still curled up on the ground, with a touch of contempt and disdain in his eyes. This orc was none other than Obel, whose hand bones were broken by Zhang Tao before. At this moment, he was clutching his arm in pain, his face full of pain and humiliation.

 “Coward!”

 He uttered two words coldly, as if they were the most appropriate evaluation of Obert. These two words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Obel's heart, making his pain even more intense.

Obert raised his head, his eyes full of surprise and hope. He seemed to see his savior, the brother he had always respected and looked up to. He struggled to get up from the ground, ignoring the severe pain in his arms, hugging his brother's thigh tightly, and begged with a sad face:

 “Brother! You must avenge me!”

 However, his brother did not give him the response he expected. On the contrary, a trace of disgust and anger flashed in his eyes, and he kicked Obel away violently. Obel was kicked out like a rag doll and fell heavily to the ground, letting out a shrill scream.

"Shut up! Obert, you are not as good as others!" He roared angrily, as if he was extremely disappointed and angry at Obert's weakness and incompetence. "How could I have a brother like you! It's simply a shame. The face of our beast tribe!”

His voice echoed in the air, making everyone present feel frightened. They looked at this angry and majestic orc with awe and fear in their hearts. They knew that this orc was definitely someone they couldn't mess with.

However, Obert did not give up because of his brother's anger and disgust. He struggled to get up from the ground, knelt down in front of his brother again, and begged: "Brother! He just broke my hand bones! As a younger brother, don't you want to avenge your brother?"

His voice was full of pain and grievance, as if a bullied child was complaining to an adult. His brother looked at him like this, feeling even more disgusted and angry. However, he is his brother after all. No matter how weak and incompetent he is, he is still his relative.

 He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew he couldn't make impulsive decisions out of anger. He looked at the poor brother in front of him and couldn't help feeling helpless and sad. How could he have such a brother? But he also knew that he couldn't just watch his brother being bullied and remain indifferent.

 “Who did it?” he asked coldly, with a strong murderous intent in his voice.

"Two people, about...this tall..." Obert gestured at the height. "One of them looks like a fool. He is wearing brown clothes and has extremely round eyes. The other one does not speak much and is wearing black clothes."

 As he listened to Obert's description, he already had some calculations in his mind. He knew who these two men were and why they were here. He glanced coldly at Obel, who was still moaning in pain on the ground, and already made a decision in his heart. He would avenge his brother, but not now. He had more important things to do, and he couldn't let these two little **** interfere with his plans.

 He turned and walked away, leaving Obert groaning in pain on the ground. He knew that his brother was already a waste, and no matter how much he took revenge, he could not change this fact. The only thing he can do is to minimize the occurrence of this kind of thing and make his people more powerful and invincible.

His figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the Flame Cliff, leaving the people present looking at each other with awe and fear in their hearts. They know that this orc is definitely a terrifying existence, and they definitely don't want to be his next target.

 (End of this chapter)