The Margolon was dead, and Rantreso breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at Izzy to see that he was still on his guard, and even took out a small round shield from his back.

Rantriso knew what Izzy had discovered, and he immediately drew his long-handled sword and stood on the beast's back, waiting for it.

"Bang, bang, bang!" came from the woods on the side of the road.

"It was a good fight. A tall young orc in all-black plate armor stepped out of the woods first, carrying a two-handed mace covered with hideous spikes, and his eyes were piercing, and he looked aggressive.

Behind him, a group of dark-brown skinned orcs looked like a hunting party, but outnumbered, well-equipped, and disciplined.

Followed by the applauding orc was another tall figure comparable to the same, a black plate armor that looked historic, and the gorgeous bronze edges made the orc's figure look mighty, but what was more striking was the giant hammer in the man's hand, a huge square hammer head, which looked like metal and rock, and a thick wooden handle, which was held by the orc with one hand on his shoulder.

Izzy's meeting with the two, Blackhan the Destroyer and the modern-day chieftain and lieutenant of the Blackstone clan of Terka Doomhammer, relented Izzy and put away his weapons.

"Are you exiles traveling in company? Wandering in the wilderness in such a season is not the work of the people of that clan. Blackhan asked Randreso first.

"Dear Chief of the Blackstone Clan, to be precise, I am the Wanderer, my compatriot is a warrior of the Fireblade Clan, and since I was expelled from the Clan, my friends traveled with me. Izzy replied to Blackhan.

"You know me? I don't remember when we met, kid."

"On the autumn festival of Keshhag, I have seen you and the lieutenant behind you in battle, my name is Nagnosh Ichi Rolling Stone, son of the swordmaster Yushuro Tricky of the Fireblade clan, and student of the chief shaman Artur Lava Grip.

"Something I disobeyed the chief of the Fireblade clan, Darl Triple Bloodblade, and that coward did not dare to duel with me in honor of Margora, and drove me out of the clan camp on the grounds that my age would be detrimental to his honor. ”

Izzy introduced himself to Blackhan and gauged the chief's reaction, and Blackhan immediately looked disdainful when he heard Dahl's name.

"Stone Roller, you're the child of the Fireblade Clan, and Yushuro's son is an exile, haha, that's a ridiculous thing

So what is the matter with you coming to our clan?" asked Blackhan continued.

"My mentor, Artur Lava Grip, wants me to travel to the various clans to learn from them, provided that I can show my own worth, of course.

Blackhan thought for a moment, and then he turned back to talk to Terka Doomhammer, and finally they smiled, and Izzy thought it was done.

"Son of Yushuro, the Blackstone Clan welcomes you and your companions, but we will not provide you with any food, at most we will provide you with shelter from the elements, and if you want something from our clan, then you have to give something, do you understand?"

"A wise proposal, honorable and powerful chief. Izzy slapped his ass, remembering in his heart that Blackhan had a huge desire for power in the game's plot, and the better he spoke, the better he spoke.

"You two can't bring this Margolon back, do you need our help?" For the orcs, the flesh under the Margolon crust is edible, and Izzy doesn't want to eat this creature, but the other orcs don't mind that.

"This magoron should be a greeting gift to the chief, if you don't mind, take it back to the clan. When Izzy finished speaking, Blackham burst out laughing.

"Haha, I retract the preface, we will provide you with food, brethren, take this magoron and we will go home!" Blackhan commanded loudly, and Izzy walked over to the black stone that the lava hand had turned into, and patted it, and it immediately morphed into a palm, and Izzy and Lanteriso pulled it to follow the group.

Blackhan and Tella watched this scene in amazement, made a warning gesture, and asked Izzy, "What kind of strange creature is this?"

Izzy hurriedly replied: I am a shaman, this is the puppet I use to get around, without him, we would not have been able to get from the Talador Forest to Gollund so quickly, honorable chief. ”

"This is a good means of transportation, can you teach our clan shaman?" Tyrka asked Izzy:

Izzy thought for a moment, and only said that he did his best, explaining that this puppet itself was somewhat special, and that the shaman of the Blackstone clan would understand when he saw it.

Blackhan asked Izzy how he had been kicked out of the clan, and Izzy recounted to him what had happened that day, and when Blackhan heard it, he sneered and said:

"The chief of the Fireblade Clan is really a bad breed, his father was a respected warrior, how did he give birth to such a thing, in fact, I am even more surprised that your father Yushuro would willingly accept his son being driven out of the camp instead of slaughtering that coward, my impression of the Fireblade Clan's orc swordmaster is not like this"

"I told my father that one day, when I became an adult, I would personally go back and reclaim my honor, and that's why my father didn't do it. ”

"Haha, this is the Fireblade Orc I remember. Blackham laughed loudly.

As they spoke, they had arrived at the Blackstone Clan's home, the Blackstone Fortress.

A huge fortress made of black rocks, perched on a high hill, Izzy looked around, a huge uphill lead to a tin gate, surrounded by a towering wall, enclosing a very large area of land.

When the gate opened, Izzy was shocked to see that it was an orc-style rough city, with a mountain-like fortress in the middle, surrounded by boulder houses, and he could even see a pier in the distance that led to the sea, with boats coming and going, and fishing boats coming and going.

"It's the biggest clan of orcs!" Lanteriso whispered involuntarily.

The two were taken by Terka to a corner of a clan, where there should be a warehouse, and Terka had them clean up and let Izzy and them live here.

Just as Terka was about to leave, Izzy asked Terca, "Is your son at home?" You may not know that I am a friend of his, and I have brought him a gift this time.

Terka knew about this, and his son became friends with the children of the other two clans, which made him a little worried, but it wasn't a big deal, but what he didn't expect was that his son's friend came over!

Somewhat surprised, Terka took Izzy to his house, where a sturdy little orc was wielding his rudimentary stone hammer, covered in sweat.

Noticing his father's return, he ran over and ran closer to see Izzy, and was immediately surprised to believe his eyes, and Orgrim wiped them vigorously.

Izzy laughed, and he walked up quickly, slammed his fist into Orgrim's chest, and said happily:

"I'm not hallucinating, you stupid big man. With that, he hugged Orgrim.

"I thought I would only see you on the next Kshhag holiday, how did you get here? Orgrim also replied vigorously to Izzy and asked happily.

"Well, that's a long story. ”

"Don't mind, you can have dinner at my house tonight and talk slowly. Telka put his palm on his son's shoulder and smiled.

Izzy ate the orc's traditional roast like a story, telling the story of what had happened, and both Tyrka and Orgrim were a little sluggish.

"You've been through so much, I've been far away from you. Orgrim said with some frustration.

"It's as if you were on par with me the first time we met. Izzy teased with a laugh.

"Hey, let's go out and practice again, I can tell you, I'll let you beat you all over the ground with one hand now. Orgrim said angrily.

"I'll just say, don't be angry, I came to you today with a gift. With that, Izzy pulled out the hammerhead axe with the mark of Blackstone from his backpack and handed it to Orgrim.

Orgrim was surprised to be able to stuff an apple in his mouth. His voice trembled a little and said, "This is for me?"

"Yes, I made three of these axes myself, one for my younger brother who is still in the Fireblade Clan, and the other two are for you and Durotan, you will definitely inherit your family's weapons in the future, but this axe is still quite good as a secondary weapon.

"I can't take it, I have a stone hammer I made myself. ”

Izzy said with a look of disdain: If it was given to you by your father, I would have taken back this axe immediately, but when I saw the two of you in my hands that night, I made up my mind to change it for you, don't refuse me. ”

"But how could I have such a valuable tomahawk?" Ogrim hesitated.

"Maybe we will fight side by side in the future, so remember to take care of my back. Izzy said with a smile.

Orgrim looked at his father, Terka Hammer of Destruction, and the old orc nodded, and whispered, "Son, keep it in mind, and repay it with something better in the future." ”

"Thank you, Izzy, I'll make good use of this axe. ”

Trembling, Orgrim took the hammer axe, took off the axe, and eagerly went out to try it, and soon returned with joy on his face, holding the hammer axe as if he were his wife.

"It just so happens that you're 12 years old, so let's go hunting with the hunting party tomorrow. Terka said to Orgrim, and from a box, he took out a bunch of things, which were a one-shoulder metal shoulder pad, a metal belt, and a pair of knee pads.

Terka said to his son, "We don't have more than one set of inheritance armor in our family, this set of armor is passed down from father to son in our family. ”

"When I return to my ancestors in glory that day, you will inherit the Hammer of Doom and the black plate armor on my body, and you will have to pass it on to my grandson in the future, and finally from generation to generation."

Orgrim was fully dressed, a young orc warrior in high spirits, and Ogrim's face was full of confidence, and Izzy looked at the scene in front of him, and he felt very moved to be able to witness the important moments in the lives of these future heroes.

Saying goodbye to the Doomhammers, Izzy returned to their little stone house, cooked dinner for Lanteriso, and the two of them went to sleep, and tomorrow they were to go on a hunt to get their own food.

The hunting methods of the Blackstone Clan are different from those of the Fireblade Clan, they hunt beasts, ogres, Goron, and forest elves, and plunder everything in Gorond, while many of the creatures here have little effect on their bows and arrows, and most of them use heavy throwing spears, or kill each other when they get close.

Half by hunting, half by fishing, they fed the largest clan of the orcs, of course, this is not to say that the orcs do not know how to farm at all, but they prefer to eat meat.

Izzy and Rantreso followed the hunting party, looking for footprints, whatever they were, Izzy had already spotted them, and he beckoned to them.

"It's supposed to be the Splithoof and a bunch of cave lizards," Tyrkabi said to Blackhan with a few strokes.

"Can you catch up?"

"There should be no problem, this trail is very shallow, this leg of the split-hoof ox is injured, he can't walk very fast. ”

"Then catch up with him and return to the clan with his flesh. Blackhan gave the order to Tyrka Doomhammer, and Terka left with a group of men.

This is where the advantage of a large number of people comes in, and sometimes the division of labor can be more efficient.

Telka motioned for Izzy and Lantreso to follow, and as they kept going, the split-hoofed cow began to grow weaker, and for some reason it was dying.

They hadn't gone far before they saw the dead Split-hoofed cow, a group of lizards that seemed to have just begun to eat.

Terka almost smiled crookedly at this scene, he gestured, and dozens of people slowly surrounded him, the group of lizards had noticed them, but they were busy eating.

The crowd swarmed up, and Izzy was condensing his spell as his footprints became more and more apparent, and he slapped his hands on the ground, and three stone thorns rose, stabbing the three lizards to death.

Ogrim watched in amazement as Izzy cast the spell, feeling a little disappointed, Izzy already had a skill that he would never be able to surpass.

Shaking his head, he perked up, he was Orgrim, the son of Tyrka Doomhammer, he wanted to be a great warrior like Kaslakir, why would he want to be compared to a shaman?

Orgrim immediately charged, and as soon as the axe fell, the heads of two large lizards fell to the ground, and he killed them efficiently among the lizards, although the giant lizards were fierce, but with the newly acquired sharp axe, he felt that it was almost effortless to kill.

Orgrim couldn't help but marvel at Izzy's blacksmithing skills.

The battle ended quickly, and the orcs hunted the beast as hard as they could, eventually reaping a fairly intact split-hoof ox and a large number of lizards.

The cause of the death of this split-hoofed ox was only because of a bite on the leg, the wound was poisoned, and the lizards did not know how many days they had been following it, and just as they were about to start eating, the orcs gave them a net.

Izzy recalls that the lizard's hunting method is exactly the same as that of the Komodo dragon on Earth, and he is thinking about whether to get some lizard toxins out, which may be useful in the future, and if he can poison the great traitor of the orc clan, Gul'dan, he doesn't mind using some subordinate means at all.

At this moment, Ogrim's voice rang out from behind him: "Your hammer axe is so good, he's so sharp that it seems to be able to split anything." ”

Izzy smiled, ruffled a hair, and motioned for Orgrim to raise the axe, put his hair up, and with a light blow, the hair immediately broke in two.

Ogrim was dumbfounded, and immediately hugged his tomahawk tightly, as if he were holding his wife, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"My forging skills are amazing, in fact, I came to your clan this time to learn the forging skills of your Blackstone clan, your understanding of Blackstone Mine is the most powerful among all orcs.

"That's a good idea, when I go back in the evening, I'll take you to meet the old blacksmith of the clan, although he is too old to forge, but his understanding of forging is unmatched in the clan. ”

"That's good, thanks, Ogrim. ”

"It's just a small thing, no thanks. ”

With no means of transport, it took the team a long time to deal with the split-hoofed ox, but now that they were ready to return to the clan, it was a great harvest today.

Izzy was carrying a few lizards and suddenly came to his senses, he had eaten the lizard's roasted thighs at the festival, and recalled the tender taste of the time, and Izzy was eager to try.

"How do you cook such a good piece of meat?"