Gulped.
The orc leader staring at the scattered premium third-tier equipment on the ground, unsure if it was due to greed or fear.
"Next, it's your turn!" John sneered, raising his staff.
Thud!
To John's and the two women's surprise, the orc leader fell to his knees.
It was the first time John had encountered a boss begging for mercy.
"Master, I am willing to hand over my treasures. Please spare my life," the orc leader begged, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly.
John scoffed. Compared to the orc leader who attacked the elves, this one had no spine.
But John's interest was piqued, and he asked, "What treasures?"
Seeing a glimmer of hope, the orc leader quickly replied, "It's a treasure scroll I stole from my clan. It is said to contain the treasures of the extinct Gates Empire."
"Interesting!" John sneered, not bothering to waste time. He launched his attack.
