Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Old Sam nodded repeatedly, even though the other party couldn't see his movements, he still made this reaction subconsciously. He said eagerly, "Absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes. I've been lurking here for ten years and have never seen anything so significant. I guarantee with my life that this information is absolutely reliable.

I know this matter is important and dare not be careless in the slightest. Today, I felt that powerful energy fluctuation, which is definitely the kind of movement that only occurs when a Saint-level expert breaks through. Moreover, I also secretly observed the surrounding situation and confirmed that someone in Fulga City has broken through to the Saint-level."

His voice was full of urgency and sincerity, hoping that the other party would believe his information.

This information was crucial for the Orcs. If he could successfully transmit it, he would receive a generous reward, but at the same time, he would also face enormous risks.

"Hmph, you better not lie to me. If this information is false, you should know the consequences," the other party's voice revealed a hint of threat.

Old Sam's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I would never dare to deceive you. I am well aware of the seriousness of this matter. If there is even half a lie, you can do whatever you want. I only hope to provide valuable information to the Orc tribe and also earn some rewards for myself. I will continue to monitor the movements of Fulga City and report any new developments at any time."

"Alright, continue to monitor and report any new developments at any time. The reward will be given to you as agreed. But if you dare to deceive us, you will face the wrath of the Orc tribe." After saying that, the light on the millstone gradually dimmed, as if nothing had ever happened.

Old Sam slowly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped from a life-or-death test.

His legs were a little weak, and he almost couldn't stand steady.

He put away the millstone and returned to his old and tired appearance, but his heart could not calm down for a long time.

This communication tool has an effective range of only ten kilometers. In order to receive information, he had led an elite Orc squad to lurk in the suburbs of Fulga City a long time ago.

This suburban area is overgrown with weeds, and the silence reveals a hint of tension.

The elderly Orc shaman stood there quietly, as if he had merged with the surrounding environment, with only his slightly heaving chest showing the unrest in his heart.

An Orc warrior with knotted muscles suddenly asked, "Shaman Zog, is there any important information?" His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the air like muffled thunder.

His strong body was like an iron tower, exuding a powerful sense of oppression, and his eyes were full of expectation and vigilance.

Shaman Zog frowned slightly and said slowly, "It's a bit troublesome, another human expert has broken through to the Saint-level." His voice carried a hint of worry, as if the news had brought heavy pressure to them.

The Orc warrior's face also became serious. He tightened his grip on the battle axe in his hand and said, "This is not good news. There are more and more human experts, and the threat to us is also getting bigger and bigger. We must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible."

Shaman Zog nodded and said, "That's right, we can't sit still and wait for death. This news must be passed on to the leaders of the tribe as soon as possible so that they can make decisions. We must also strengthen our surveillance of Fulga City and keep abreast of the movements of the humans."

Shaman Zog first summoned the elite Orc squad members lurking around.

Everyone gathered around, waiting for the shaman's instructions with serious expressions.

Shaman Zog said in a low and powerful voice, "The emergence of a new Saint-level expert among humans poses a great threat to us. We must act more cautiously and strengthen our surveillance of Fulga City."

The squad members nodded in agreement.

One of the Orcs, who was good at reconnaissance, said, "Shaman, the human control is too strict. Even with the secret assistance of the Blood Tears organization, it is difficult for us to carry out our actions. Regarding intelligence, we have been completely in the dark."

Shaman Zog nodded slightly and then said, "We must pass this news to the leaders of the tribe as soon as possible. Send a warrior with the fastest speed to return to the tribe at all costs and report the situation here to the leaders."

An agile Orc warrior immediately stood up and said solemnly, "Shaman, I am willing to take on this task. I will return to the tribe as quickly as possible and convey the message to the leaders." After saying that, he turned and prepared to leave.

Shaman Zog exhorted again, "Be careful on the road, the humans may be aware. If you encounter danger, be sure to find a way to pass on the message."

The Orc warrior nodded firmly and then quickly disappeared into the night.

The remaining Orc warriors, under the leadership of Shaman Zog, rearranged the monitoring points and lurked more secretly in the suburbs of Fulga City.

They remained vigilant at all times, observing every move in the city.

The Orc warrior, Grass, who was tasked with delivering the important message, sped away like lightning under the cover of night.

He had only one belief in his heart, which was to deliver the news of the emergence of a new Saint-level expert among humans to the tribal leaders as soon as possible.

The vanguard army was completely annihilated, and two Orc Saint-level experts were killed. The remnants of the vanguard army have confirmed that three Saint-level experts and a Demi-Saint assassin took action at that time.

Along the way, Grass sped like the wind, traversing the wilderness and avoiding areas where human patrols might appear.

While passing through a dense forest, the Orc warrior keenly sensed a dangerous aura.

He immediately stopped and vigilantly observed his surroundings.

Sure enough, after a while, a human patrol team came from afar.

The Orc warrior tightly gripped the weapon in his hand, his body tense, ready to respond to a possible battle at any time.

Fortunately, with his excellent hiding skills and agility, the Orc warrior successfully avoided this patrol team.

He continued to run forward, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

As time passed, the Orc warrior gradually approached the territory of the Orc tribe.

But he also knew that the closer he got to his destination, the less he could relax his vigilance.

Humans may have set up outposts around the tribe in an attempt to obtain information about the Orcs.

In fact, as Grass had anticipated, a human scout team had already lurked around the Orc camp.

As soon as Grass appeared, he was immediately targeted by this scout team.