The Blackblade Juggernaut wielded his twin swords and stood on the last hill.

Behind him were the last twenty-seven members of the clan, and in front of him were tens of thousands of wolf-like black orcs.

So far, I don't know how many black orcs' heads have been cut off by this pair of blades, and they have long been corroded by blood to rust, and there are many gaps.

The anger of the extermination has long been replaced by the numbness of the mechanical sword.

He was never a machine, and with no hope for a future in sight, he could only swing his sword after knife, taking as many enemies as possible before destruction really came.

In addition to the Sword Saint, the only remaining powerhouse of the Blackblade Clan also includes the Great Chieftain who holds the 'Dragon Slayer' and a Totem Sword Chaser, and the three powerhouses have been guarding the last high ground for more than three hours.

During this time, the Imperial Legion launched a total of one hundred and eight charges, all of which were repulsed, leaving thousands of corpses on the ground.

More and more legions are gathering here.

It's just a mountain, it's only a matter of time before it takes it, and what needs to be discussed is what to get it for.

The power of the warlords of Angdu is not very strong, for this expedition, the entire warlord has accumulated the loss of more than five legions, and if it continues to be lost, the balance of the entire southern continent will be destroyed, especially the other two warlords, they will not treat themselves with any brotherhood.

After thinking about it for a long time, Kaman Hunter picked up the hammer of the demon skull and prepared to go into the field himself. It's at this time that -

"I'll do it."

The Kaman Master turned to look at the man who spoke up.

He is Blackblade, a messenger from the Iron Blood Temple, and an apostle of God.

Since knowing that the other party was an apostle, the Kaman military lord began to be a little vigilant in his heart, I don't know if it was a delusion, he felt a threat from the black blade that he had never felt before.

"In that case, it's up to you."

Putting away his weapon, Carman was about to see how much the deeply hidden apostle had hidden from him.

Half an hour later, the black blade returned with the blood dragon halberd.

At the tip of the halberd hung three heads, namely the head of the Blackblade Sword Master, the Blackblade Chieftain, and the Totem Sword Chaser, tied in a bundle of blood-stained hair like withered grass, and hung at the end of the halberd.

The last indigenous forces to resist were conquered.

In the past year, the three major warlords have successfully occupied the entire southern continent, and according to the prior contract, the entire continental plate is divided into three equal parts, and the warlord of Angdu occupies the most fertile core domain.

……

The first orc slave to break free from his shackles called his compatriots to fight for freedom, and fifty-six of them responded, the first members of the Blades, and the name was given by the leader.

The blood of the savage, never give in!

The fire of freedom, the burning blade!

True freedom can only be obtained by force, holding the blade of burning flames, the fire of freedom brings destruction and death to the enemy, and brings enthusiasm and passion to oneself.

Following in the footsteps of the leader, the Blade of the Blade points to the entire orc world.

Battle after battle led to the expansion of the Blade organization, and at its peak, there were more than 200,000 liberated orc warriors within the organization.

After the death of the leader, the 'Fierce Blade' experienced a brief period of division and chaos, and finally under the leadership of the leader's most trusted friend, the Blade of the Flails, the remaining less than 30,000 'Fierce Blades' moved into the depths of the jungle of the Eastern Continent.

Fighting with goblins and two-headed giants, countless members either died under the butcher's knives of the natives, or died under the poisonous snakes and poisonous insects in the jungle and various unknown viruses, and the number of people was once sharply reduced to 9,000.

One day, the blade of the flail solemnly said to everyone:

"I saw the leader in the stars in the sky, he never died, but became a god, and he will return to this earth as a half-orc god, and what we have to do is to welcome the leader...... No, it's the return of God! ”

He then took out the weapon that the leader had used, the Blade of No Remorse, and accompanied the leader to break it in the final battle.

And now, the gap of the Duan Blade flashed with incredible brilliance, dazzling and not warm, from the radiance, everyone felt the aura of the leader, and tears broke down in their eyes.

Since then, the Blade has been transformed into the Church of Orc God, but it still bears that name. This is not just a symbol, but a symbol of the magnificent history of the past, the orcs fought for freedom.

For hundreds of years, the personal guards of the former leader have been given a god-given divinity in the long years, delaying aging, and witnessing the growth of the 'Fierce Blade' in the dull and boring years.

For hundreds of years, the natives around the 'Blade' station have been swept away by the divine guards, either exterminated or driven away, and with enough territory, the orcs have the strength to expand.

However, there are too many unknown dangers hidden in this jungle, so the 'Blade' is very restrained and only operates in its own territory.

Until three hundred years ago, apart from a few sporadic wars with the natives, the 'Blades' had thrived in peaceful years, and before the Blades left, the entire organization numbered nearly 50,000 and more than 10,000 warriors.

Although it is said to be the Church of God, the structure is more like a clan tribal system, a half-orc Blade Clan.

……

That's all the information that Nightnight has gotten.

Hidden in the vast central jungle of the Eastern Continent, the Blade is like an inconspicuous splash of water covered in a sea of green in the labyrinthine sea of trees.

Several of the Divine Guards had been in the jungle for more than a month, and anything could happen in the vast forest.

It would be impossible for them to say that they were not worried at all, after all, the owners of this place are a group of ferocious green-skinned dwarfs.

Nights have a plan in mind, and this plan requires the cooperation of the Church of the Orc God.

He decided to go into the jungle, first to actually explore whether the fortified city occupied by the two-headed giant was up to his expectations;

The second purpose is to find the suspected missing Candleflame Guardian;

The third purpose is to establish contact with the headquarters of the Blade.

There was no one but himself who was suitable to take over the whole plan, so Cangye decided to go alone.

At this moment, the three divine guards stopped their attack on Hull.

Ignoring his injuries, Hull suddenly spoke:

"I'll go too, you can't convince them without the Blade of No Regrets."

Before the night could speak, the Blood Fang was the first to object:

"Your strength is too weak to qualify for entering the jungle!"

But the conversation has gone in the other direction here:

"I'm going with that, I don't know how those old friends are doing."

Eventually, the party was forcibly expanded to three people, Night, Hull, and Bloodfang.