"Dirty stuff! Get up and get to work! ”

The sharp whip swung like a rope in the hands of the orc overseer, making a crisp sound, and whipped on the body of the little orc before it had yet to grow, and a large piece of skin was scraped by the whip with a barb on the spot, and the flesh was hideously rolled upside down.

This is the daily treatment that the little orcs have faced since they were three years old, and at dawn they get up from the pigsty-like shack under the whipping and scolding of the overseers, and begin to work with the other orc slaves.

Farming, raising livestock, picking fruit, and entertaining bored orc slave owners, often as prey in hunting activities or as a mobile meat target for training.

This life accompanied the orc for twelve years, during which time he received his name from the slave owner.

Hull, the 'mongrel' in orc local slang, bears this name, day after day, Hull completes his rite of passage without danger.

Perhaps the only benefit of being a slave is that the slave owner will arrange for you to mate with them, so that they can provide them with more slaves to use in the future.

Hull was lucky because his wife was beautiful.

Hel is also unfortunate that the aesthetic of the half-orcs is the same as that of the orcs.

For the first time in his life, Hel defied when he saw his newlywed wife being dragged into a tent by a drunken shaman.

When the dung fork poked into his lower abdomen, the shaman's expression was stunned and incredulous.

How dare a lowly slave resist......

The cost of the rebellion was also dearly, and Hull managed to escape the hunt, but his parents, wife, and friends were hung like livestock on wooden shelves in the retaliation of the enraged slave owners as a warning to the remaining slaves.

……

Decades later, Hull returned again, and the moment he picked up the Blade of No Regrets, he was still at a loss.

He always knew that he was not worthy of the identity of 'God's inheritor', he was just an ordinary orc who was a little lucky, and on the occasion at that time, if Cangye was not a half-orc, this identity of the inheritor would not be his turn at all.

Fortune is not joy, but anxiety and fear.

In order to be worthy of this status, Hull has been training himself desperately, and the people around him treat him equally harshly, but he has always thought in his heart that he is not the real inheritor.

Starting with the old Sword Master, to the Flail Blade, the Blood Fang, every Candlefire Divine Guard, and every Orc...... Burdened with the wishes of an entire group, Hull finally accepts his identity.

"I am the one who holds the blade of no regrets, and in the name of God, I have come to save you!"

The moment these words were spoken, the Broken Blade shone with brilliant light, and the power of divinity shook out of the divine and majestic, as if it were substance, merging into Hull's body.

In the blinding light, the night saw that the golden lines on Hull's body were gradually spreading.

That's stigmata.

10 o'clock, 20 o'clock, 30 o'clock...... The broken blade dissipated into sand and the stigma on Hel's body condensed into a brilliant and glittering blade, which was the original appearance of the blade without regrets.

Infused with all divinity, Hel has been reborn and evolved, his height swells to two meters, but every muscle is well-proportioned, and the golden stigma adds a bit of mysterious majesty.

Hel's current life level is even higher than that of legends, carrying as many as five stigmata abilities, and to some extent, Hel is the apostle of the half-orc god walking in the world.

The eyes of the Blood Fang showed emotion:

"You've finally accepted it."

Immediately, his expression became extremely serious, and he knelt down on one knee on the spot, slammed his right fist into his chest, and his voice roared:

"Sage, please guide us!"

The Sage of the Orcs, above the shamanic prophets, is a great teacher chosen by God to guide the secular followers.

If within the Indomitable Blade clan, the Blood Axe is the military leader, then Hel, who has received all the divine blessings of the Unrepentant Blade, is the spiritual leader, one guiding the body and the other guiding the soul.

Divinity is the highest level of mystical power, and it can change not only the strength of people, but also the spirit of people.

Hull's expression was completely different from before, solemn with compassion, but also with courage and perseverance, like a collection of all good qualities.

He brazenly pulled out the straight-edged saw knife at his waist, and the radiance of divinity began to spread along the blade, silently escaping into nothingness.

"Kill the leopard people and save our compatriots!"

The Sage cuts the railroad.

……

Without any stratagem or preparation, the Sage entered the Leopard Man's camp alone, his anger erupting from his eyes and burning all around him.

The leopard man rushed in, and the divine power of the Sage was suddenly released.

There was a loud thunder, and the grand pressure fell from the sky, like thousands of mountain peaks crushing down, and the leopard man in the gallop was hit hard, and his body was stunned, and he was held down by this pressure and knelt to the ground.

"You will pay for attacking and torturing my people!"

Filled with incomparable anger, the divine power swirled in the hands of the sage, and the power continued to rise, suddenly condensing into a huge blade of light, and slashing out.

Stigmata: Blade of Wrath!

Breaking through the air and slashing, the sword pressure swept across, and the grand divine power collapsed to the limit at this moment, and was rubbed extremely sharp in the back and forth cutting, and all the leopard people who touched it were almost without backhand power, and were chopped into pieces.

With a blow full of rage, the huge blade of light plowed a rift that spread hundreds of feet deep into the leopard man's camp, and countless leopard people died tragically on the spot.

The night is already a little unable to see through Hull's current combat power, which is undoubtedly above the level of legends, and even at the epic level, it has gone a long way.

Divinity is worthy of the highest level of mystical energy, and it can create a powerful warrior in a very short time, which is the terrifying thing about God!

Hull, the Sage incarnate, slowly stepped into the Leopard Man camp, and any Leopard Man who tried to stop him was undoubtedly crushed to meat sauce.

However, the number of extraordinary combat units of more than five hundred is still an incomparably formidable force under the leadership of several legendary combat units, and the Night and Blood Fangs have also joined the battle, and Rohan's courage has been fully restored under the inspiration of the Sage, and he also brandishes a battle axe and roars into battle.

The light of the Holy One shone to the fullest, with him as the center, the streamer overflowed, and the night shrouded in light only felt the spirit of vitality, the strength of which multiplied, and the endless vitality gushed out from the body.

Stigmata: Blessed Sage!

Constitution +2, Strength +3, Agility +3, Critical Hit +6, Armor +6, Defense Damage Reduction Shield, Mental Defense Shield......

Layers of buffs are stacked on top of each other, and the night is almost uninterrupted by continuously unleashing deadly moves.

Burn out the afterglow!

Sunset!

A thousand years in a flash!

Light Moth Shadow!

Brilliant in an instant!

Without any scruples, he even put down his killing moves, and Cangye even killed a legendary-level leopard man and more than twenty leopard people on the spot, the number of kills of the blood fangs was twice as many as his own, and the sage himself was even more wanton killing, and the divine halo was dyed with magnificent blood.

To save, there is only killing!

Finally, most of the slaughtered leopard people could no longer withstand the attack of a few people, and the team broke up, and the captured orcs were all rescued by the Sage, and then calmly left.

The leopard people, who had been almost completely crushed, had less than one-third of the original number left.