Werewolf Survival in Apocalypse chapter 19

Invasion (3)

Something is coming.

The other side of the forest.

From beyond the other side of the thicket shrouded in darkness.

Something was approaching, trampling branches and vegetation.

It seems that the other werewolves also intuitively sensed it.

As if they had made an appointment, they focused their gaze toward the direction of the sound.

Soon, a bust was revealed from the dark side of the black bush.

[Chwiiik.]

A tall, gigantic upper body.

On top of that, a well-developed muscular body reaching 2 meters tall, which seems obvious even at a glance.

It was a giant that could not even be compared to humans.

[Kururu-.]

To the appearance of the monster that appeared.

The werewolves narrowly opened their eyes and glared at their opponents.

‘That one?’

Georeum opened her eyes to that unexpected opponent.

‘Orc? It’s an orc, right?’

Monster Orc.

It was a common monster that often appeared even when the world was fine in the past.

But apart from that, he was a threatening opponent.

Actually, an okra was a creature with densely packed muscles that differed from normal humans in terms of density and number of muscle fibers.

Because of this, even in his time as a human survivor, Winter was a fearsome opponent to the point that if he saw them, he would run away without looking back.

An opponent with innate strength. Instinctive swarming, gathering in absolute numbers.

Moreover, because of his thick muscles, even a few ordinary bullets would not budge him, and rather, his ferocity was stimulated, and he was an opponent with great ferocity, even ignoring the danger and charging like a tank.

There were not one such thing, but five.

[Chwiiik!]

The guys with wooden sticks the size of a human torso let out a ferocious snort.

The atmosphere is quite bloody.

But there was a different reason for Winter’s surprise.

Because it is.

‘A mere orc came looking for me knowing where I was?’

It was embarrassment stemming from the absurdity of being called.

They seem to have landed here somehow for hunting.

Unfortunately, at this moment, it was they who should be hunted, not them.

This is the territory of the werewolf group.

If you look at the location of their group, which considers even Tyrannosaurus to be just a meal and hunts without any special group.

Even in the ecosystem, they could be said to belong to the upper class.

The strength of each individual is also strong.

More than that, a horde of such fearsome top predators that are concentrated in one place.

Because of that, winter was really absurd, so I just blinked my eyes blankly.

‘Do they really want to die?’

* * * *

Orcs basically belong to the sub-race category.

A creature that belongs to the category of human-like shape and size.

Befitting a sub-species that uses the human seal.

Basically, the nature of the genes of orcs is not very different from that of humans, and the elements are also similar at first glance to a level where a sense of distance is not felt.

Is that why?

Orcs basically matched well with those belonging to the same subspecies standard.

Due to their gene affinity, they have forcibly bred females of not only their own members of their own herd, but also other similar mammal species.

However, this is a goblin or a harpy.

Intelligent bodies such as elves and dwarves, which were classified separately in the attributes of different races while being in the standard of sub-species, were also properties that belonged to them as well.

* * * *

[Chwiik!]

After wandering through the forest, I came to this place.

It was none other than a large group of orcs.

A dozen orcs.

They looked around, then made eye contact with Misoa and the other werewolves, and let out a purring noise.

[Grrr-.]

I exposed their teeth.

Between the molars, black grime was visible.

They were laughing.

The reason for that eerie smile was clear.

It was because I thought it was a windfall.

Here, there were a lot of females.

Orcs were obviously intelligent beings who knew how to think in their own way.

They know beauty just like humans, and they know how to tell the difference between a superior female and a male.

When you look at it from that point of view.

The females currently staying in this colony were all of the highest quality.

It goes without saying that she was simply beautiful.

The curvature of the body shape was also good enough that I couldn’t give it a passing grade for giving birth to a baby.

No, they were far superior to the healthy females of their orc herd. Even more than any female body they have ever seen.

In other words, it was also said that they were all great individuals.

For this reason, the first thing that naturally came to the simple minds of the orcs was the idea of dragging all of them to their colony.

Of course, after killing all the rest.

[Chwiik?]

But something is wrong.

They were able to detect it after a while.

The guys confidently approached me, banging their clubs.

Because none of the gathered females showed a sign of fear as they looked at the orcs.

“·······.”

Rather, those werewolves were just another world.

I just stared blankly at the orcs.

It was the same even for the two women who were lying on the other side full of stomach as if they had a baby.

Far from being terrified, as soon as our eyes met, he frowned as if he was in a bad mood.

[···Chwiik?]

The orc in front, standing at the forefront, tilted his head in puzzlement.

···Something.

Something is something.

Should I say that the reaction is strange?

At this quiet air current they had never encountered before, the group of Orcs stood still for a moment.

It was mostly because of the vastly different reactions from the beings who faced orcs.

This is the first reaction I’ve ever seen in my life.

The fact that he was so calm that he wondered if this could happen was a strange reaction no matter what he looked at.

They were a group of hunters with rich hunting experience in their own way.

There have been several cases where I have hunted human survivors, and there have been times where I have been lucky enough to catch an elf.

In all of those situations, the reaction of the races was pretty much the same.

Screaming, or peeing in terror.

If that’s not the case, I’ll sit down and tremble.

While most should be one of the three, the females here are different.

On the contrary, he frowned to express his displeasure and fanned himself as if he smelled something.

Unfortunately, these foolish orcs were dull.

That the females weren’t frightened at all.

They didn’t realize that they should have left earlier when they realized this.

From the moment the orcs encountered the group in this nest, they were determined to take it all.

It was also due to his ferocious nature of battle ferocity and desire instinct.

Whether the opponent shows hostility or not.

Once they make up their mind to do so, they don’t change their minds for too long.

Because

Boom!

They slammed the ground with the big clubs they were holding in their hands as if threatening.

The ground shook and vibrated slightly.

[Chwiik!]

[Kudos!!]

At the same time, the surroundings soaring numbly is a life full of viciousness.

The reason or purpose was clear.

At the very least, shouldn’t we first scare and intimidate these females rather than drag them out of here?

Violent and ferocious. And brutally.

That’s how orcs live in the world.

But that was the problem.

At first, Misoah stood at the front of the crowd, trying to be merciful at the appearance of insignificant things.

“·······.”

Pud Deuk.

Even the thick blood vessels on the forehead were exposed, revealing displeasure.

As soon as she witnessed the orc’s ferocious behavior, she immediately approached her in a fit of rage, putting her strength in her legs.

[Chwiik?]

At the approach of a naked woman approaching the dirt field with bare white feet.

The orc’s gaze was naturally directed downward to the woman.

Since she wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing, her gaze was directed to the secret area, but the orc didn’t know in the slightest that it wasn’t the time to look at it.

The second-in-command of this pack of werewolves, Misoah.

[Kreurreureu·······.]

Thuduk, thuduk.

When she approaches, the shape of Misoah-.

Thick fur with an uncomfortable noise, and her bones grew, and her physique began to grow in an instant.

Soon, it begins to transform into an overwhelming giant that even orcs can look down on.

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[Take·······.]

To the sudden change of that unexpected female.

On the spot, the orc only let out a short, desperate word.

Fast deuk.

A tall monster looking down on himself.

To the obvious wrathful life that is revealed by grinding your teeth noisily.

[Chwi, chwiik.]

Guy, the Orc’s reason has completely stopped.

Turup.

The werewolf Misoah transformed into the form of a gigantic beast the moment she placed her gigantic grip on the orc’s head.

That guy, what came to the orc’s mind was an obvious death.

It’s not that it’s not, the hand on top of his head is so big that he doesn’t know.

Orcs are a whopping 2 meters tall, and they say they are a lot bigger than humans in their own way.

These werewolves were overwhelmingly long and wide enough to lightly grab an orc’s head with one hand.

And after that,

There was a fleshy breath emitted by a predator from a far-off rank.

But the orc didn’t have time to think of fear or fear.

As it is, the hair is puffy! And went back to the other side.

[Kellogg!]

With a short flurry.

The orc slumped and fell to the ground.