Chapter 332: Visitors, Rescuers


    Lee is now well aware of his situation and his physical condition. Thus he had found the optimum amount of pressure that he is to give on his throat to not to start coughing blood.


    Plus, the orc also said that Lee is healing at a slightly abnormal rate for a human.


    "Why are you not crying for help?"


    Lee asked again in a hushed voice. His question was only loud enough for the orc to hear.


    "Help? For what, to escape?


    Take a moment to look around you."


    Lee Shen was pale and devoid of expressions. The loss of blood was visible on his skin. The eyelids were slow when opening and closing as if he was taking hisst moments slow.


    Upon hearing the query, Lee sluggishly shuttled his lifeless eyes right and left and saw the multitude of chains. They hung from the ceiling while restricting a living being to itself.


    To summarise, these chains were crucifixes!


    Without finding anything valuable, Lee Shen brought his eyes back to the orc. The stare alone conveyed his cluelessness and the orc spoke-


    "Most of them were chained even before I was added. And I have not seen anyone going out of the doors, only entering unconscious.


    For prisoners, freedom is a forbidden imagination."


    The orc then used his toes that touched the ground to turn his body around. Therge green frame turned slowly and his back was revealed.


    Scars and marks have riddled the orc''s wide back like a canvas exclusive for graffiti. Lee could see some tattoos and symbols burnt onto the back. Some looked insulting, some gave off a heroic air.


    "These, I got them in battles. I fought. I win. I lose. I get the result. I bear the fruit.


    But never have I been defeated every single day of my life. And that is the sensation these chains present me every hour."


    It was then Lee Shen remembered something. He raised his eyes and looked at the chains.


    "Tell me, do you feel anything when being bound by those chains?"


    Lee Shen spoke hushedly and his eyelids were periodically closing and opening as if he was on the verge of falling asleep.


    Hearing the query, the orc couldn''t help but tilt his head in puzzlement.


    "Yes. Every now and then, I could feel my stamina giving away. It initially urred so frequently that I almost nodded off when it happened. Now I am ustomed to it.


    But...how do you know that?"


    Lee Shen had a smile on his face and was about to answer when a door was opened. The sudden illumination that shone on Lee''s face blinded his eyes and enveloped him in pain.


    "Urgh..."


    Lee gruntled in pain and tried to turn his head away. But the barely alive upper-torso had little left to do while hanging down thest thread of life.


    Then a silhouette appeared at the door and blocked the blinding light. Lee Shen sensed this change and peeked at the figure.


    His eyes became ice-cold as he saw the orc Tubian grinning barbariously. With an audible thud, each step that the Tubian took shook the ground while sending a wave of vibrations to the surroundings.


    Slowly pushing the chains blocking his vision, the orc walked to Lee. Then, as if picking a piece of paper, the Tubian picked him up and stared into his eyes with a cruel grin.


    "You''ve got visitors."


    When the words fell in his ears, Lee forgot to breathe. His eyes lifeless and unchanging fluctuated with a deluge of thoughts that shed in his mind.


    The orc captured the expressions that flickered over his face and were ecstatic. The orc let out a peal ofughter but it felt like a viinous chuckle brimming with evilness.


    The orc turned around and walked to the source of blinding light and the door was closed behind his back. The underground prison chamber became silent and dull and permeated the shadows of death again.


    The orc witnessed what just happened without blinking. He was dumbfounded by how events turned out to be. Beads of sweat umted on his forehead and rolled down his cheek.


    Undescernable was his thoughts. Even the orc could not think it through and conclude. The experiences of the past two months and everything he saw and heard gave him a hint that that man still alive after being ripped in half had done something so courageous that his mates havee to find and release him.


    Turning to his left quickly, he whistled to wake up the elf woman.


    Though it took some effort, she eventually woke up.


    "Wake up everyone. Every single one of them and ask them all to find the female human cultivator named An Fenfang."


    The orc was aggressive when he shouted while suppressing the screams. The elf woman could only look at the orc in confusion.


    "Also tell her that a man hade here searching for her."


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    The council hall of Tubians.


    When D conveyed that Tubians had created settlements inside the mountain range, Lee never expected them to be grand as colosseums and fortresses. Even their meeting hall was at least six timesrger than the temple of Zeus.


    The colour of sandstone was everywhere, from pirs to walls, from the throne on the highest tform and to the solid ground.


    The floor, the ceiling and the walls of the council hall was filled with murals and paintings. They looked so real and alive that the presence of a Tubian of Painting and Art had a cent-per cent chance.


    To the left and right of the gorgeous red carpet that extended from the door to the foot of the tform were thrones decorated with carvings. Each one stood shoulder-to-shoulder in beauty and charm with another.


    These countless chairs were ced in a way that both sides face each other. And on these seats were power-exuding figures. Physically, they looked human, beastfolk, elf, vampire, demon, devil, dwarf, elf, druid and non-sentient constructs. But racially, they were all one - Tubians!