I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

In the distance was a specially made cage. The man's limbs were bound tightly with chains and tied to the four corners of the cage. He stood in an extremely uncomfortable posture.

The bright light from the roof shone on the man's hair, which seemed to be flowing with light.

It was a mysterious and dreamy color, with blue-purple slightly curly hair reaching down to the waist, shining brightly and dotted with countless stars.

Sensing someone approaching, the man raised his head, his hair moving with it, allowing people to see his face clearly.

The eyelashes and purple pupils of the same color are dreamy and unreal.

The exquisite and perfect face was definitely a gift from the Creator. His mouth was tightly blocked with iron, which obscured some of his features, but he was still breathtakingly charming.

He raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and did not say anything, but just a glance was enough to make people fall into his trap.

The girl and Olin were already showing an infatuated look on their faces, and were slowly approaching him.

Osai snorted coldly and pulled the two children back.

"Even though they're chained up like this, they still have the mind to deceive others? What a disgusting race!"

After hearing their father's scolding, the two finally came to their senses.

Aura was a little dazed. She looked at her father and asked puzzledly, "What happened just now? Why do I feel a little dizzy?"

"Me too."

Olin picked up the leg of meat on the ground. It was covered with dust and looked inedible.

When did I throw the meat leg on the ground?

Osai's face was gloomy. "My dear daughter, it seems that it is unlikely that you will be able to have him if you want him."

"Why?"

As soon as Ola protested, his father scolded him: "You can't control him! He is an eight-star orc with extremely special abilities. I thought only his voice could bewitch people." He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in the distance fiercely, "Now it seems that even his eyes are the same."

When capturing this butterfly man, Osai had to spend a lot of effort to catch him.

If this man had not been concerned about the people in the tribe and had not tried his best to escape, even Osai would not have been absolutely sure that he could capture him.

The girl didn't care at all. She pouted her lips with a naive look, but the words she said made people feel cold all over.

"Father, you are worrying too much. How difficult is this? Can't we just dig out his eyeballs and pull out his tongue?"

"Didn't you say that his ability is related to his eyes and voice? Then why not just destroy his reliance?"

The girl's words made the man in the cage move, causing the chains to rattle.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was deep hatred in his purple pupils.

"Oh? My dear daughter is really smart!" Osai was also a little surprised at his daughter's wisdom, which he had never thought of before.

This is indeed a good idea. Destroy his bewitching weapon and then put on special chains. Even an eight-star orc will have to crawl on the ground obediently.

The girl raised her chin, very proudly, "I am my father's daughter, of course I am smart!"

After hearing this, Osay became even happier and laughed out loud.

"Yes, you are my Osei's daughter! You should be this smart!"

"So, father, please keep him here!" Ola took the man's arm and shook it coquettishly.

"Okay, okay! If you like it, then stay!"

Olin shrank his neck, looked at the sinister and beautiful man again, and tugged at the corner of Ola's clothes.

"Um... Sister, why don't we just forget about it? I think he is... very strange."

"What's wrong? Olin, you are just useless! No man in my hands will be disobedient!" Ola curled his lips, looked at the man in the cage again, and became even more satisfied.

In fact, the beastmen’s criterion for choosing a mate has always been a beautiful beast appearance.

The less-informed orcs think that the division of the bloody races is based on the beauty or ugliness of the beast's appearance, but this is not the case.

The difference between the dirty-blood race and the foreign race is the gods they believe in. The dirty-blood race believes in the dark side, while the foreign race believes in the light side.

The animal forms of most foul-blooded races are not within the aesthetic range of other races, but there are exceptions.

The butterfly tribe, a tribe that produces many beauties, no matter male or female, they are all stunning beauties.

People like those ugly beastly races can only be slaves and work themselves to death.

The Butterfly Clan is different. They have always been male favorites and female slaves, passed around in the hands of foreign races, feeding their masters with their bodies, and living without any dignity.

Long-term hunting caused this once large population to decline rapidly.

Until now, finding some beautiful butterflies has depended on luck.

The rarer something is, the more precious it is. If a butterfly orc is sent to the main city, it will definitely be fought over by the saints and sold at a sky-high price.

After all, the butterfly clan is also divided into lineages, and the one in front of us is an extremely rare butterfly bloodline.

"It's a pity to have such a beautiful pair of eyes. They are so beautiful!"

Ola felt a little regretful. It was rare to come across such a top-notch product. In order to make him obedient, he could only turn him into a defective product.

Olin looked back at the man and trotted to keep up with the two. Although his father and sister were not impressed by the man's strength, he still felt that there was something wrong with this butterfly man.

He summoned up his courage and called his sister Aura, "Sister, I think we should just forget about it. I really think there is something wrong with him."

"Olin! I think you are becoming more and more useless! Have you been slacking off again recently?"

Osai was very angry, cowardly and timid. Why did he give birth to such a thing?

It's shameful that he is still afraid even though he is tied up like that!

Not even as good as a female. Look at his lovely daughter, so smart and brave!

"Yes, Olin, I think you really need to practice your courage recently. Don't be afraid. I, your sister, have trained so many orcs. Have you ever seen me get into trouble?"

Neither his father nor his sister were willing to believe him, so Olin could only hang his head, turn around and leave in shame.

He knew that his father, sister and brother looked down on him, and he had no ambition, but he really didn't want his family to get hurt.

Even though the man from the Butterfly Clan was locked up like that, he was not afraid of them at all.

Olin is not ambitious, but he is very good at seeing people's hearts. That is definitely not the expression a prisoner should have.

Too calm, too confident.

After the three left, the door was locked again.

An eight-star orc will not die even if he does not eat for a long time.

Inside the cage, the man looked up and enjoyed the sunshine. With a click, his hands were freed from the dark shackles.

He took the iron off his mouth and raised his red lips.

"How dare you? You want to dig out my eyes? Pull out my tongue?"

That voice seemed to contain some kind of magic that could bewitch and intoxicate people.

If there were someone here, just by hearing this voice, they would lose themselves and become his puppet.

How can such a chain hold down a beast king?

He fell into these people's hands deliberately. He wanted to massacre the entire Oliver tribe!

Even if I will be hunted down by the temple, even if there is no return!

They deserve to die!

In order to lure Nolan out, Osei used an entire tribe as bait.

They clearly said that if he surrendered, they would let the people of that tribe go, but what was the result?

This group of damn foreigners changed their minds. The moment Nolan was put on shackles, Osai still ordered the massacre of all the people in the tribe.

In fact, from the first moment Nolan and Osay met, Nolan hinted to him, making him think that he was an eight-star orc.

Originally, Nolan only planned to escape quietly after being captured, but when Osay ordered the massacre of the entire tribe, he could never go back.

He had just been promoted to Beast King not long ago. If he were to face the experienced Olivier, his chances of winning would definitely be much smaller.

But Nolan's goal is to destroy the entire Oliver tribe. He is waiting for the perfect opportunity.

He raised his hand to cover that exquisite face, and he pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal his sharp white teeth, which was extremely beautiful.

"Oh, you all must die!"