The autumn wind blew across the ocean, and from the other side of the sea, there was a chill.

Jabbar laid down Raphael's body, and he bought the only boat on the coast, and now, the only thing the orc chief had to do was to cross the ocean with the decomposing body, though he didn't know how far the road ahead.

Jabbar had no maps, no sailors, no supplies and no water to prepare, and waves crashed against the reef in waves, stirring up ferocious spray.

For a moment, Jabbar remembered what Ayshara had told him in the Mage Tower in the Emerald Glade, that the ancient demigods were on the other side of the ocean, and that the only way to save the Dark Ranger from the shadow of death was to cross this ocean to the overseas holy land on the other side of the ocean, and slowly heal the Dark Ranger's body in the Fountain of Life, and free the soul from the demon's control.

But this is when the demon who controls the dark ranger has not died, but now, the Abyss Lord has long since died, Jabbar doesn't know if he will take this corpse across the ocean and find the unreachable fountain of life, will the life demigod agree to his request to save Raphael, besides, the Abyss Lord is dead, maybe the body on his back is just a corpse?

Uncle was most afraid of dead corpses in his previous life, but at this moment, when he looked at Raphael's tattered corpse, Uncle Orc suddenly did not feel any fear, but a little sadness hit him, and the memories were painful.

Jabbar secretly brought Rafael's body on the boat to make sure that the fisherman who traded didn't see what he was carrying on his back, or else when the fisherman spread the terrible and bizarre news, the guys who were in the dark hall in the first place would have to stop him, even though Jabbar himself knew that it was a crazy and irrational act.

The waves crashed on the shore in waves, but they also receded in waves, and it seemed that the tide was starting to recede.

Abdul-Jabbar slowly untied the ropes, and a journey with no end in sight began.

......

"Where are we going now? ”

On the way back from the Dark Temple, Karui kept his head down sullenly, and it wasn't until he reached the junction of the old and new worlds that he couldn't help but ask Tucker beside him.

"I don't know, we can go to Hadrian, which is our new home. ”

Tucker replied that his arm had been broken and was attached to it with a sharp scythe, which seemed terrifying to the foreigners, but among the orcs, such a disabled hero was worthy of admiration and worship. Abdul-Jabbar is gone, Paladin is dead, and there seems to be no one in the tribe other than Tucker to serve as the new Great Chief.

After several major battles, now, the Blood Axe Clan is the most powerful in the entire tribe, and in addition to Jabbar, Baladin, and Tucker's prestige is also the highest in the tribe, maybe the orcs are about to start a new world under the leadership of this severed arm chieftain?

"Well, well, I really hope when the Great Chief will come back again. He is our pride. ”

Karui replied quietly.

"Yes, the Great Chief is good at everything, but he is in love with an elf, which makes us all feel very incomprehensible, two completely different races, this is the first time in the history of the orcs, I appreciate everything the Great Chief does, but this is the only thing that I can't agree with. ”

On the way back to Hadrian, Tucker and Karui chatted without a word, there were not many orcs behind him, and everyone was not in a much better mood walking under such a gloomy sky.

"Yes, I think so, too, although it is reluctantly acceptable for a chieftain to be with a foreign woman with the tolerance of an orc to his partner, but such a thing would reduce the trust of other people in him. ”

Karui told the truth.

"But there aren't many people left in Jabbar, the original Snowfall Clan was left with less than a hundred people after the Bloodroar Massacre and the War of the Undead, and then the Zerg crisis broke out, and when they fought again, the only remaining Snowfall warriors were basically killed. ”

Tucker said, suddenly feeling a wave of sorrow and pity for this unfortunate clan, time back to eleven years ago, how prosperous the Snowfall Clan was at that time, and it was a big tribe in the tribe, but unfortunately the Snowfall King died young and was assassinated by the Blood Roar.

"Alas, it's a shame that in just a few years, a clan has become extinct like this. ”

Karui sighed.

The sky was getting darker. The dozen or so human knights had long since parted ways with the orcs, and the various tribes from the Old World had long since returned to their homeland. Lived a life of continued seclusion?

Only Asaliven is still looking for Abdul-Jabbar, Gelman and Leo both persuade the wizard to give up, but for Abdul-Jabbar, Asalivan seems to have a special emotion, maybe the orcs can't lack a leader like Abdul-Jabbar, otherwise, the war between the orcs and humans will break out one day, at least Abdul-Jabbar needs to appoint an heir, rather than letting the tribe choose a big chief by force and fists.

"You don't have to look for him anymore, the current Abdul-Jabbar is no longer the same Abdul-Jabbar as he used to be, the orc who fought with us, killed the enemy together, and risked together, is no more, you don't forget that his performance in that black hall that day was completely an orc who lost his mind. ”

Gelman persuaded Aellivan that although Leo actually thought the same way, or that Leo was the one with the most power to think so, the knight did not say so, because he knew that Abdul-Jabbar also had a hard time, and maybe one day, when his relatives left him, he would do the same.

But he didn't mean to do it after all, Jabbar just wanted to save his loved ones. ”

With tears in her eyes, Esalivan explained for Abdul-Jabbar. And Gelman also lowered his head, indeed, in the face of thick emotions, any so-called reason became as powerless as a blank sheet of paper. Who can rationally do something heroic when a loved one or lover is about to die? Those who think they can do it just haven't met it.

Half a month later, the waters of the Southern Ocean.

A large trading ship has spotted an orc dying, and that orc is Abdul-Jabbar.

When the human captain rescued the orc floating on the sea, people were surprised to find that the war hammer on his back was so dazzling, the huge white diamond in the center of the war hammer was like a lighthouse shining in the night sky, the captain tried to monopolize it, but found that the war hammer was engraved with a small line - the eternal chief of the orcs, Abdul-Jabbar.

Although the human captain is a mercenary villain, he can't help but be shocked when he sees this line of clear orc characters, this is an orc that even humans must be in awe, without him, this world would have been destroyed twice by enslavement.

The captain eventually revived Jabbar and sent him to an orc town, but the body of the Dark Ranger on the ship was forever decomposed, and Raphael could only live in the memories of his orc uncle...... (To be continued.) )