"Abdul-Jabbar, you've been arrested, what are you going to do with him?"

Chryston, Tucker pulls the human nobleman who imprisoned and enslaved Abdul-Jabbar in front of him.

"Abdul-Jabbar?"

Lord Olos knew some orc language due to his long-term dealings with orcs, and at this moment, when he heard this word, the expression on the human lord's face was undoubtedly shocked.

"You finally know my name. ”

With a full of rage, Uncle Orc kicked Olos, who was kneeling on the ground.

Olos was kicked into the air, almost breaking his ribs, as if his internal organs were about to shatter, and Olos was kicked three or four meters away and fell to the ground in the square in front of the town hall.

Now, the orcs in the square laughed even more.

After defeating the enemy, showing off the tiger's power on the enemy's territory is the favorite thing for the orcs to do.

"Holy, slaves will always be slaves. ”

After being kicked by Abdul-Jabbar, Olos clutched his chest and stood up in pain, spitting out a mocking lingua franca.

At this moment, the orcs were so angry that they almost rushed forward and tore the human with their bare hands.

"Wait. I'll dispose of him. ”

Seeing that his angry companions were about to surround the emaciated human lord, Jabbar shouted to halt the violent killing. Orcs need glory, they need to return to tradition. Abdul-Jabbar knows that, and now is the time to bring that tradition back.

"Give him a sword. ”

Jabbar roared, and the orcs fell silent, all the orcs knew what their high chief was trying to do.

But not many orcs used swords, and after a few seconds, a female orc silently threw out her weapon, a rusty short sword.

"Roar, roar. ”

The orcs standing in the square surrounded Abdul-Jabbar and the human lord in the middle, and began to roar at the dwarf human to raise his sword for the moment of glory.

The lord of Olos trembled and walked to the place where the short sword fell, and grasped the short sword with his small hand, the palm of the human male is only as big as the palm of the orc woman, so the weapon that the female orc can use, Olos is just right.

In fact, with the height and size of Oros, he is not thin in human society, but standing in a group of orcs, he looks low and thin.

"Great Chief, kill him. ”

Olos gripped his dagger and the orcs on the field began to shout for Abdul-Jabbar to cut the human's neck with an axe for glory.

The former slave owners have been reduced to gladiators at this moment, and the humans in the audience have become orcs at this moment, which has to be said to be an irony for Oros.

The sunlight shone on the makeshift arena, elongating the figures of the two men, with Abdul-Jabbar with his back to the sun and Olos facing in the direction of the setting sun. The sunlight pierced into Olos's eyes, but he didn't dare to make any more requests, besides, even if he changed places, he knew that he would inevitably die today, and the orc in front of him might have experienced more battles than the woman he had slept with......

"Roar. ”

Without a word of superfluous nonsense, Jabbar picked up his tomahawk and slashed straight at Olos. This person who enslaved himself in the past is as cunning as a demon, not all humans are like this, but Abdul-Jabbar has hated this human to the core, and the way to die in gladiatorial battles is quite cheap for him.

The first blow of Olos shook his body and barely dodged, but his body stumbled backwards.

"He's still a little bit of a gladiator. ”

The orcs on the edge of the field began to talk.

Indeed, when Olos opened a gladiator school in his early years, in order to save money, he did not hire an instructor, and used to fight with slaves himself and train them himself. Therefore, there are still some fighting skills on the body, but they have not practiced for a long time, and their skills are no longer vigorous, coupled with the long-term enjoyment of wine-colored life, their physical functions have deteriorated, and now, in the face of brave orc warriors, their struggles are at most exchanged for a few minutes of life.

"Roar. ”

But Abdul-Jabbar didn't want him to live that long, and after opening his throat and roaring, Abdul-Jabbar charged furiously, and now, no matter how much skill Olos has, it won't help.

The absolute crushing in speed and strength, in just two seconds, Jabbar had already rushed in front of Oros, and the next moment, the orc warrior jumped high, the fist in his hand was clenched into a ball, and smashed down from the air, the weight of the orc plus the power of the charge, Olos was knocked to the ground like a ball of dough, and the moment the fist hit his face, a large amount of blood gushed out from his nostrils, mouth, and eyes.

With a furious blow, without the use of weapons, the emaciated human lord fell to the floor silently.

The human lord's face had been smashed, and a large amount of blood was pouring out of the bloody blur.

A simple and brutal blow made the orcs present boil, this is the way the orcs fight, and this blow also ended Jabbar's resentment for more than a year.

The next battle is obvious, capture more human cities to liberate more orcs. How many of our compatriots are still suffering in prison.

Jabbar remembered that he had been imprisoned at Graeme Academy a month ago, wondering if his fellow orcs there were still suffering in that prison that never saw the light of day. Is that simple and kind Bullock still waiting for himself to lead everyone to riot?

Thinking of this, Abdul-Jabbar suddenly felt a pang of self-reproach.

"Gather your forces and attack Calvanas. ”

Jabbar roared, and the orcs around him suddenly erupted into a wild shout, responding to the call of the Great Chief.

In the distance, the snow-capped mountains still lay like giants in the middle of the realm of humans and orcs, where behemoths haunt them, but Jabbar thought of the underground passages that Bloodroar had dug with the dwarven tribes.

There, it's the fastest shortcut to the southern plains.

Calvanas, the city's underground drainage channel.

"Mage, thank you for saving us, you are different from them, Sara is right, there are also good individuals in humans. ”

Brock shook Esalivan's hand and said with kindness on his face.

"Okay, now that you're out, I'm going back too. Follow this drain until you get out of town at the end. ”

Esalivan said as she was leaving. But Brock called out to her again......

"Mage, you've raided that prison, the guards have seen your face clearly, humans won't let you go, come with us. So that there is a companion on the way. ”

Brock calmly analyzed.

"I have other things to do. ”

Esalivan turned and replied......