Chapter 211: The God of Half-Orcs

Cangye's expression remained as calm as ever, and after looking around at everyone, he said slowly:

"I am not your enemy."

"Outlander, it is up to us to judge whether it is an enemy or not, not your casual nonsense!"

The stone-hard words came from the mouth of a tall orc leader. The orc had some rare pale skin and a wolf's head tattoo on his chest.

The reason why it is said to be a brand, not a tattoo, is because the color of the wolf's head is a solidified dark red blood, a color that can only be left when the flesh is applied to a red-hot soldering iron.

The wolf's head is a constant reminder of the orc leader's status as a slave. With the wolf as a totem, the only orc with pale skin is the northern Icewolf clan, a half-orc with the blood of the Icewolf.

Cangye glanced at each other, if nothing else, this would be the leader who had the most distrust of the two of them.

"Alright, Basha, calm down first and listen to the explanations of these two little brothers."

The Blood Axe pulled a chair and sat down, looking at the two of them with eye level, the power of the legendary life burst out, and Hel felt a surging aura rushing to his face, almost making his heart surge with blood.

If it weren't for the coercion training of the Sword Master before, Hull might have been directly knocked out by this coercion, but even so, his face turned slightly pale.

On the other hand, looking at the night, his demeanor is still the same.

God knows how many legends there are at the hands of this man?!

Turning his head to Hel, the orc swordsman immediately puffed up his chest, daring to stand up straight, with a solemn expression, as if presiding over a sacred ceremony.

He slowly removed a single-edged straight knife with a broken blade from his waist, the broken blade was already rusty, and it could easily be broken into pieces with a little force.

Hull held the broken blade in both hands, held it high above his head, and slowly blessed in an ancient desolate voice:

"There is no recasting of broken blades, and there is no time for people to return......"

The blade was still the same, but Hull's voice gradually diffused with a distant and sad mood, as if someone had blown the horn of the expedition, but the result was that no one survived.

The expressions of the leaders were all moved, and some of the old men even had tears in their eyes.

"You are ......"

The Blood Axe couldn't help but stand up, his expression becoming extremely excited, but there was still a trace of hesitation.

Seeing this, Hull did not hesitate to slash his wrist with a broken blade, blood gurgling in, and suddenly a demonic brilliance filled with divine majesty.

After this change, the Blood Axe no longer hesitated, and knelt down in front of Hull, or rather at the Broken Blade, and shouted excitedly:

"God! ……”

"Blade of No Regrets, this is a weapon of the gods, absolutely yes!"

In the blink of an eye, all the orcs were on their knees, looking at the Broken Blade with great reverence and fanaticism, as if they were pilgrimage-like.

This weapon is something that the old sword saint has always carried on his body before his death, and it seems to be an important token, and it was not until he died in battle that the token was transferred to Hull, some kind of extremely important inheritance ritual.

If nothing goes wrong, the reason why the Black Orc Legion who entered Prometheus in the first place, and even the gods of the Wugmar Orc God Line, came down for this token.

A thousand years ago, the first slave rebels appeared in the land of ignorance and wildness.

It was a half-orc slave who led thousands of slaves to overthrow the orc slave owner who was lying on his body and sucked blood, and completely wiped out his own suzerain's clan, and was surrounded and suppressed by many clans for decades after that.

No matter how infighting the upper echelons were, the slave rebellion was a shake to the class itself, and even the stubborn and stupid orcs knew what to do in the face of the loss of the greater interests of the small competing interests.

The hero who set off the storm of the orc uprising defeated the orc tribal army that came to encircle and suppress many times in a row, and the situation gradually expanded, and the fire of resistance was sown all over the continent, and the largest one even had a million half-orcs rebel at the same time.

Eventually, under the chanting of an ancient war song, God descended.

The half-orc hero never gave up in the face of God's persecution, and even slashed the god with a single blow, but the weapon was broken, and he still died at the hands of God.

The revolt ultimately failed, but the partially freed orcs decided to follow the will of the original shackler, take the broken weapon, and vanished.

The name of that weapon is 'No Regrets', which means: Pursue freedom, die without regrets!

Since then, the revolts from the slaves have continued, and the suppression of the orcs has become more and more bloody, but the scale has increased, and the 'Slaves of Freedom' are also an independent organization of orcs who are inspired to pursue freedom.

In honor of the first inheritors of the Flame of Freedom, the Orcs abandoned their belief in the Orc God and replaced them with the Half-Orc God, the Warrior's Soul, the Shackle Breaker, and the Unapologetic Hero.

The orcs who took away the 'Blade of No Remorse' are also named the 'Half-Orc God' Church, and there is a legend that has been circulating among the orc community:

God has not died, nor has he come, the blade of no regret is God's command, and reappearance is God's return!

The legendary orc died as a hero, but was about to return as a god.

The orcs scoffed at it, and some of the numb slaves didn't believe it, but only the night was sure that the half-orc god was about to return.

This is a new god born in the Age of Apocalypse, who will be reborn as the patron saint of the orc race, protecting his people from the bondage of orc minions, and guardian them to establish a kingdom that belongs only to orcs.

Every bearer of the Flame of Freedom firmly believes in this prophecy, and now Hull's return is a sign of God's imminent return?

Cangye didn't expect that the half-orcs would worship the gods so much, and only an inexplicable token was needed to achieve such an effect, and he knew that he didn't need to work so hard.

In a solemn and sad tone, Hull slowly told the chiefs the story of the 'Blade of No Regrets':

After suffering heavy losses, the Church of the Orc God immediately divided into several groups and entered the edge of the continent, with hidden branches in the east, west, south, and north.

The person in charge of keeping the 'Blade of No Regrets' is a close comrade-in-arms of the original orc hero. Separated from the rest of his companions, he felt that the Orc Domain was an unsafe place, and entered the Vortex Sea of the Far North.

It was a place where the space was extremely unstable, and the success rate of entering the alien plane from there was extremely low, but now it seems that the comrade finally succeeded.

After being hunted down, Hull also fled all the way to the Sea of Vortex, and from here he entered an unknown plane, where he was captured by creatures of this plane and sold as slaves...... After several tribulations, he finally came to Prometheus.

And it was in that heretical land that Hel welcomed back the orc god.

The 'Blade of No Regrets' is related to the big secret of whether the orc god can return, the custodian of the previous generation is an old sword master who has 'survived the epic' destiny, but he encountered a sniper from the Wugmar orcs at the peak moment, leaving him with serious injuries, and his combat power can only be exerted at the level of legend.

Perhaps sensing the vast divine fluctuations contained in the 'Blade of No Regrets', the Black Orcs launched a hunt for the old Sword Saint again and again, until the next generation of inheritors received the token.

When the divine power surged, Cangye also felt the resonance of the divinity in the body.

This seemingly ordinary broken blade hides at least two hundred units of divinity!