With the last of the freedmen of Anderra's world falling, and the city of Teletum becoming a city of the dead, Azhara leads the remnants of the human refugees to the eastern coast, the most marginal area of the continent, where 90,000 human refugees have gathered to build their last refuge and wait for the rescue of the overseas elves. But for thousands of years, overseas elves have never accepted humans, so, in fact, everyone's hopes have become desperate.

"Aissa, I think it's time to make a decision. ”

Arthur stood on a high cliff on the shore of the continent and sighed.

"The power of the stars is the heirloom treasure of the elves, and it is up to you to decide whether or not to pin it on an orc. ”

Azhara stood beside the Elven King of the Dark Forest, and replied wistfully. His pipe still lit a wisp of green smoke, but it was no longer as leisurely as before, but full of worry and confusion.

"I've consulted with several lords, and everyone has chosen to trust Abdul-Jabbar. ”

Arthur withdrew his gaze from the sea and turned to look at the Archmage of Light.

"Alright, then we'll start building a new warhammer tomorrow. ”

A simple conversation decided that a heirloom hammer would be born.

......

Three days later, the Sanctuary Council Hall.

"Abdul-Jabbar, the hope of the Free Folk of Herrera is up to you. ”

Aishara spoke, motioning for the guards behind her to carry the freshly forged Hammer of the Stars to the center of the hall and hand it to Jabbar.

"Wait, why me?"

The artifact in front of him is so exquisite, so gorgeous, but also so heavy, to bring it, it is equivalent to bringing the hope of all the free people of Ella, the two important tasks of liberating the orcs and saving all the free people are placed on one orc, which is not something that Jabbar, a diao silk man, can bear.

"Because we didn't have a choice, right now, you're the right fit. ”

Aishara replied. Indeed, Telethm fell, King Alonso was killed in battle, the regent Rowan was missing, presumably crippled, Esshara was a mage and could not harness the power of the stars, Arthur, the elves could not carry this holy relic, otherwise it would corrupt their minds, so, for now, only Abdul-Jabbar could have it. People who use the power of the stars are easily corrupted by power and power, so they need someone who has no ambition and no desire for power and power to carry, and these qualities, Abdul-Jabbar just happens to have. As a result, a legendary weapon was handed over to Abdul-Jabbar by accident, but it was too great for the improvement of combat power, and Abdul-Jabbar was not even ready to use it.

"Oh, it's so heavy......"

In desperation, Abdul-Jabbar took the legendary hammer, but now, the weight of the hammer was too heavy. It weighs almost half an orc, and it would take two or three humans to lift it. Abdul-Jabbar relied on his muscles to barely lift the legendary hammer.

"Use it well, Abdul-Jabbar, play well, on the battlefield, it can help you defeat the undead and defeat evil. ”

"Wait, you say defeating the undead?"

Jabbar wielded the hammer in his hand, wielding it uncomfortably, and Uncle Orc was a little confused by Azhara's words. Are these people going to defeat the Immortal on their own, or are they going to kill the frost dragon with this weapon alone?

"Yes, compared to the army of the undead, the threat of the orcs is not the main thing now, in front of us, is the endless sea of the undead, and I will fight alongside you, my friend. ”

Aishara walked over and gently patted Abdul-Jabbar on the shoulder. Obviously, this decision had been made by all the people long before the hammer was handed over to Abdul-Jabbar.

"Alas, well, well. So what's next for us?"

Gripping the hammer tightly, Abdul-Jabbar felt pressure like never before. Legendary Warhammers, Ugin Wararmor, and Uncle Orc are slowly becoming the protagonists, but the difficulties that come with them are sure to grow.

"The overseas elves will not come to pick up these refugees, they think that humans have a depraved nature and will pollute them, at most they will send a small number of reinforcements, but we are all well aware of the current situation, so in order to prevent the undead from finding here, we must launch a round of decapitation. ”

Aishara looked at Abdul-Jabbar's frowning brow and continued.

"With our current strength, we want to kill that frost dragon?"

Abdul-Jabbar was speechless at Azhara's answer, staring at the gray-haired archmage with wide eyes, who now seemed to be a madman.

"It's not the dragon, it's just the Immortal King's men, we're going to slay the undead commander, the Skeletron. ”

Azhara said in a serious tone. He wasn't joking, Abdul-Jabbar was sure, but even the Frost Dragon was Skeletron's subordinate, so how powerful was this Skeletron?

"We'll have the Allies. ”

Aishara looked out of the tent. There are two whole clans of orcs coming here, no longer war slaves with blood roars, but awakened orcs who have come to find Jabbar......

The Frostwolf Clan and the Blood Axe Clan.

The combined number of the two clans is close to two thousand, which is two medium-sized clans.

"Does Bloodroar know you're coming out?"

Abdul-Jabbar first felt a wave of joy at seeing his companion, but then a deep sense of apprehension followed. If these two clans were Bloodroar's spies, or were they not, but Bloodroar deliberately let them out and then sent wolves to follow them?Abdul-Jabbar was a cautious orc, and compared to the carelessness of other orcs, Jabbar always had an extra eye for everything, which saved Uncle Orc from a lot of unnecessary trouble, and saved Uncle Uncle's life a few times.

"I don't know, we gathered our people overnight and ran out of the tribe base camp. ”

Tucker, the leader of the Bloodaxe Clan, said.

"It's great to meet you. ”

Jabbar said that he was about to go up and hug his compatriots, and the torches in the night vividly interpreted such a warm moment. And such a scene also made humans realize for the first time that real orcs are not blindly brutal and bloodthirsty, they also have their own emotions, their own beliefs and justice.

"Bloodroar is a true tyrant. Abdul-Jabbar, we've been misunderstanding you and treating you as a traitor to the Horde......"

Volker, the leader of the Frostwolf Clan, said that his battle axe was stuck in the ground, and he expressed his deep apologies to Jabbar while expressing his displeasure with Bloodroar. It may be bearable for a person to be misunderstood for a day or two, but it must be very uncomfortable to be regarded as a traitor to his own kind for two years, and every time Volcker thinks of this, he feels a burst of admiration for Abdul-Jabbar.

"Alright, Frostwolf Clan, Bloodaxe Clan, now, let's enter the undead territory together and slay our common enemy. ”

The moment of warm reunion had passed, and Aishara began his pre-war mobilization. This will be another unprecedented adventure, a thousand orc warriors, two hundred human infantry, a hundred elven archers, and a dozen mages will embark on a journey to kill Skeletron together, and the leader of the team is naturally Jabbar, and even Aishara has become the "assistant" of the orc uncle at this moment, Leo, Eminem, Gelman, Baladin, Asalivan, they will never be missing from the team. However, Raphael can't be in Jabbar's team, she can only follow her father Itrag, and the Wood Elf Lord won't let her daughter be with those orcs anymore......