"Not bad."
A crisp, exquisite voice rang out. The black-robed figure standing at the very front slowly turned around, and once she had fully faced them, a flicker of infatuation flashed through the eyes of the other black-robed men.
The one at the very front was a woman—a woman so beautiful she defied all description. Her clothes were revealing, and her eyes brimmed with seduction, as though they could hook away a person's soul.
Her pair of jade-like legs alone was enough to dazzle everyone blind.
She simply stood there in silence, and the whole world paled in comparison to her.
"The Orc Race is nothing more than a pack of brainless fools. Letting them live in this world is merely a waste of resources."
The woman's voice was exceptionally pleasant, carrying a peculiar magic that made one's thoughts wander the moment one heard it.
Swaying her waist, the woman walked step by step to the edge of the platform, then looked down from on high at the six Orc Race prodigies below.
The Orc Race possessed enormous bodies and incomparably powerful physiques. Their only flaws were their worrying intelligence and ugly appearances.
They had humanoid bodies, two long fangs protruding from the corners of their mouths, and green skin all over. They looked grotesque and exceedingly ugly.
"Witch, release us! Otherwise, we'll let you taste the wrath of the Demon God!"
One of the kneeling orcs looked up at the woman above and roared furiously.
In his eyes, this woman was no bigger than an ant, yet she now stood above him.
"I've said it before. The Orc Race is nothing but a pack of unenlightened beasts. You do not deserve to live in this world."
"Let me send you on your final journey."
Standing atop the platform, the