The moment the music played, Graeme felt that his entire body began to burn, and a memory that did not belong to him appeared in his mind, that was the process of transforming into a half-orc after being contaminated with the curse of the demon world, the pain and struggle almost tore his heart apart, and the bloodthirstiness and struggle after this transformation into a half-orc, and finally succeeded in controlling and sealing the demon portal, and the spirit of not yielding to fate convinced him.

Let's tumble with the souls of the orcs

Put away the process of brutal memories of bestiality

Let's be innocent with the half-orcs

Instead of being greedy, eternity, only being loyal to violence

Let's tumble with the souls of the orcs

Stop the never-ending war of resentment

Let's be simple with the souls of the orcs

Be humble to the gods that existed from time immemorial.

"Is this a half-orc? Teacher, I finally get it! Graeme felt a shudder from the twin axes, the battle axes inherited from the legendary world of the Half-Beast Commander, and at that moment he finally understood what the Half-Beast Lord's beliefs were.

As if it was a cry from the depths of the soul of the half-beast leader, Graemu's twin axes suddenly flew into the sky, and above Grim's head, a half-orc wearing steel armor appeared, and the twin axes flying in the sky returned to his hands, trembling with nostalgia like a wanderer returning home, and everyone who had been to the legendary dungeon and seen the original siege battle knew who it was.

The fierce battle is still unforgettable, and the fierce and undaunted bravery of the orc leader is also admired by all warriors, even after his death, countless warriors have come to mourn, and the pair of giant axes once made all the Terran warriors return with feathers, until one day it suddenly disappeared.

Some people once said that they had seen an orc holding a pair of small axes in the Walma Forest to hone their martial arts, and some people said that they had seen an old orc teaching a young orc in the White Sun Gate, holding a pair of giant axes in his hand, but they had only heard about it, and it was only now that they understood that Graemm was the orc, and now Graemm had summoned the heroic spirit led by the orc.

"Scary guy, the Doomsday Blade building plan must be accelerated, there are more and more strange things on the continent, I don't know what will appear in the future!" A hero in the dungeon who was shrouded in black fog looked at the sky above the dungeon, and the fluctuations of the surface world made him feel terrified, it was almost the power of a god, you must know that in the hero continent, even the prophet who claimed to be closest to the god had never made him feel this kind of threat.

In White Rock City, Galileo has walked out of the castle, under his strong suppression, even the orcs who have gained the upper hand by night attacks can only be defeated, as a result, the magic arrow down the pieces of orcs died, and under the leadership of the captain of the guard, a group of minotaurs also rushed into the position of the half-orcs, compared to the ability of hand-to-hand combat, how can they be the opponent of the minotaur.

Seeing his brothers being killed, Moore couldn't do anything and even himself was almost hacked to death, if it weren't for the brothers behind him who pulled him desperately, he wouldn't have been the one who died in the first place.

"I can't kill you, Chief, you go first! Let's go to another city and tell those orc lords to avenge our orcs in White Rock City! ”

Moore's reputation is good, and he still has many loyal fans, but now he wants to leave and let his little brother die in exchange for his own chance to escape, Moore will not do this.

"What stupid words, when have you ever seen an orc fleeing without a fight? I am your leader. ”

I'm afraid it's useless now, Moore has given up and fled, it's a big deal to fight for both defeats, although there may not even be a chance to lose both.

Galileo stepped forward, stepped on the head of an orc who had died in battle, looked at the orcs who were surrounded in a circle, and sneered: "I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that it is not necessary, so let's give you a chance, only half of you will survive, kill one of your own companions, I will let you live, how about it?" ”

After hearing this condition, almost all the orcs scolded, and in the face of the crude language of these orcs, Galileo frowned, stretched out his hand, and an ice magic ring appeared in his hand: "Kill one companion and live, or you all become ice sculptures, choose one of the two, my patience is limited..." ”

This time, no one spoke to the magic that was afraid of him, but their eyes told Galileo that he was dreaming! Galileo's face finally showed impatience, he hated this united race, which gave him no chance to play with it, and it was written in their eyes, behold, you can defeat us, but you can't make us submit to you.

Galileo laughed cruelly, threw the ice ring in his hand, and threw it out: "Then it's better to die!" ”

All the orcs closed their eyes at this moment, waiting for death to come, but after waiting for a long time, they did not see the ice fall, but instead a song came from the sky, "Let us roll with the souls of the orcs."

Put away the process of brutal memories of bestiality

Let's be innocent with the half-orcs

Instead of being greedy, eternity, only being loyal to violence. ”

This language is obviously not their language, but it is strange that he just understands the meaning of it, and the huge orc in the sky holding a double axe looks at Galileo on the ground, his eyes reveal contempt, the magic of the ice magic ring is directly blown away by the breath that erupts from his nose, and at this moment Galileo's heart is broken, why would such a monster let him meet, a half-orc as powerful as a god? It's incredible.

"What are you doing? Your king is out of the city, what are you afraid of? Orcs will never be slaves!! Kill me! The orc commander swung his axe, and after a red light spilled down, the orcs on the ground found that their injuries had healed, and that endless power had surged from their bodies.

Moore knew that this was the best time, and at last they were saved: "We have been blessed by our distant ancestors, and the king has already arrived outside the city, move to the city gate and open the gate to meet my king!" ”

Just about to move towards the city gate, he heard a loud noise, and the ogre, whose body became unusually large, shook his head and patted the ashes on his body a few times and said, "Don't be so troublesome, Galileo, your time of death has come!" ”

"Want to kill me? Naive, without the yoke of war, who can prevent a hero from leaving the battlefield? It's naïve, goodbye guys, and I'll let you know what fear is next time. ”