"Barr, remember when we were here?"

In the Land of Tears, Raphael walked ahead, the emerald green woods, the slowly flowing streams changing colors under the early winter sky, like a fairytale forest. And Raphael appears in such a dreamy scene like the princess in the story.

"Remember, at this time ten years ago, we were separated here, and after rescuing the dwarves, the elven knights picked you up. ”

Abdul-Jabbar replied with a smile, but a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. Orcs and elves, two completely different races, generational hatred cannot be resolved, Raphael sacrificed too much in order to be with him, and he didn't even dare to go back to the elven land.

"Yes, at that time I was still fantasizing that one day my father would agree to us being together, but now it seems that ten years later, he is still hating the orcs. No matter how much you do, you can't change his perception. Alas. ”

Speaking of this, Raphael was a little sad, after all, she had been wandering outside for ten years, and had not yet returned home, and the familiar and unfamiliar hot spring castle, the wooden houses made of intricate tree roots, and the steaming winter hot springs were as far away as a dream at the moment.

"Homesick?"

Abdul-Jabbar walked up, his big rough hand on Rafael's shoulder, and after spending a long time with Rafael, he knew every bit of his lover's thoughts, as long as there was a subtle change in the atmosphere, Abdul-Jabbar could feel it. As an orc, he has the sensitivity and grasping power of an elf.

"Hmm. Every time you can guess exactly what I'm thinking. ”

Raphael turned and looked at Jabbar's increasingly mature face, which was still so wild, but also a little more wise and the vicissitudes of time.

"Hehe, because you're my ......"

Abdul-Jabbar was about to finish his sentence when suddenly, there was a commotion in the jungle. Raphael became alert, quickly removed the bow and arrow from his back, and watched every movement in the forest with turquoise eyes.

"What is it?"

The first orc war honed Jabbar's will and combat experience, but no matter how powerful the orcs were to detect danger in the forest, they were still inferior to the elves in this regard. Faced with Rafael's nervous expression, Abdul-Jabbar asked worriedly. Not worried about the impending danger, but worried about Raphael.

"I don't know, but I can feel that there are so many of them, not a single beast or anything like that. ”

Raphael said, leaning over slightly, lowering her weight as she collected every bit of information from the forest.

"Don't worry, baby, whatever it is, no matter how many of them there are, I can beat them. ”

Raphael nervously leaned over and drew his bow, on guard. But Abdul-Jabbar, as always, let go of his pace and reassured Rafael not to be overly nervous. However, the orc uncle does have this capital, after the first orc war, Abdul-Jabbar's fighting skills are already among the best among the orcs, plus this storm hammer on his back, a legendary-level weapon, as long as it is not a monster like Beamon, Jabbar can easily deal with it.

"I'm upset, Baal, there's an increasing amount of magic in the air around me, and I'm worried about ......"

Raphael's worries are warranted. Because in the depths of this forest, a group of human wizards and a dozen Teletum infantry are patrolling, capturing all the lone orcs in the suburbs, and the great chief of the tribe, Baladin, has been imprisoned by the cunning human king Heradi, and all the orcs are leaderless for a while, fighting on their own, causing many orc villages to be annihilated by the human army one by one. The human nobles who are interested in profit have even spent money to hire mercenaries to capture orcs, and the savage and strong orcs have become a sought-after commodity in the arena, and their competition has made the blood of human nobles and commoners boiling, so the action of capturing orcs has become an open secret in human society. Although on the surface, these orcs were charged with false crimes when they were imprisoned, everyone knew that none of the orcs really committed any major crimes, but just a cover set up by human nobles for profit.

"There's nothing to worry about, you see, there's nothing here. ”

Abdul-Jabbar walked ahead, confident. But Raphael was still alert behind him.

"Hey. ”

As Abdul-Jabbar swaggered across the jungle path, a dozen human infantry burst out of the grass in an instant, holding a variety of weapons, swords, wooden shields, axes, double knives, and iron cables. It doesn't look like it's a regular army, but it's more ferocious than a regular army.

"Fack, it looks like the humans are fighting the orcs again. ”

Glancing at the human infantry being slaughtered from the jungle, Jabbar's first thought was the century-old hatred between orcs and humans. It seems that it is not an easy task to make orcs and humans live in peace.

"Roar. ”

Jabbar roared, hoping to shake off these overpowered human infantry, they must not know who they were, otherwise they wouldn't have rushed up to catch them. The Storm Warhammer is no ordinary warhammer, and even with a single blow, it can summon lightning and burn the dozen or so human infantry present to ashes. But such a scene is certainly what Abdul-Jabbar does not want to see. Killing each other only exacerbates racial hatred.

"Grab it. ”

However, the worst happened, and a dozen or so human infantry did not seem to be able to listen to Abdul-Jabbar's roar, and they seemed to have long been surprised by the fury of the orcs. A dozen infantry speeds surrounded. It's so close that there's no chance to even speak.

In desperation, Raphael unleashed the first arrow in his hand. Elven archery was so superb that the first arrow hit a human infantryman directly in the ankle. And let him be nailed to the ground, unable to move. Of course, this is just a warning, hoping that these humans will not invade this orc again.

"Whew. ”

But Jabbar's situation was not so good, a dozen human mercenaries surrounded him, and in order not to hurt them, Jabbar could only put away the war hammer and block these crazy human mercenaries with his bare hands.

Two mercenaries pounced on Jabbar and tried to grab Jabbar by the back of the shoulder, but were knocked to the ground with two punches from Uncle Orc. Blood flowed from the nostrils and mouths of the two soldiers. But it was still the slightest punch, and if Jabeur wielded the strength of a normal orc, it would be enough to cripple a human soldier with a single punch.

"Fake, I'm going to kill someone if you do this again. ”

Besieged by four or five human mercenaries, the threat of real knives and guns, Jabbar couldn't bear it anymore. These people are from unknown sources, and their goal is very clear, that is, to arrest themselves, reason with them, and ask about the situation, they must not be able to ask clearly. Now, perhaps only by killing some of them can this group of incompetent Terran mercenaries be deterred.

"Up. ”

But Jabbar shouted angrily, but none of the humans present responded. In their eyes, there were still only orcs in front of them, and the leading mercenary boss even saw a pile of shiny gold......

The next moment, all the human infantry surrounded again. They used a variety of weapons, and one human infantry threw a spear, and Jabbar dodged sideways, but when four or five human infantry surrounded him at the same time, Uncle Orc had to pull out his hammer. I have to say that as soon as this huge and heavy war hammer was pulled out, all the human mercenaries present were dumbfounded. It was the largest warhammer they had ever seen in their lives, a full human height, and the gorgeous Star Power Gem was inlaid on the handle of the hammer, not to mention the silver-white warhammer all over the body, and the gem alone that was set on it had already made these human mercenaries drool.

"It's certainly priceless, brothers, we're going big today. ”

A dozen human mercenaries were dumbfounded, but soon pounced on them frantically. This time, they didn't care if the orc in front of them was dead or alive, as long as the warhammer ......