The old shaman and Chief Nakula watched as the orc ran from the tent, their faces immediately turning serious. They hurriedly followed, but the sight before them almost made them vomit.
The orc that had just exited the tent was still retching, spitting out cluster after cluster of white worms that intertwined and writhed together.
The other orcs in the vicinity were drawn by the commotion. On seeing what the orc was vomiting, those with feeble constitutions turned green and covered their mouths, fleeing the scene.
"It's the worm disease, it's broken out, she has the worm disease!"
An orc from the Nacha Tribe had fallen ill with the worm disease.
This news spread quickly, as if on wings, throughout the entire encampment. Mu Qing, Mu Chun, and the members of the Divine Wood Tree race, the Gru Tribe, and other tribes of orcs who hadn't left yet, all hurried to the Nacha Tribe's territory.
