Black Hand's father is the chief, and Black Hand's grandfather is also the chief. From the day he was born, Black Hand's fate has been destined to become the chief, the chief of the Black Stone clan.

The brute-handed man was so brave and fierce when he was young, which was not a bad thing for him. The entire orc clan had this kind of atmosphere. The more fierce and cruel a person was, the more he could get everyone's recognition and respect, although in the eyes of other races, this cannot be called bravery.

Until the black hand grew up and inherited his father's position, until he stepped onto a larger stage, met Naozu, and met those trendsetters of his contemporaries, he realized that the world was so big. After suffering a series of setbacks, he suddenly regretted that wisdom was so important!

The black hand is not a fool. On the contrary, he must have extraordinary advantages when he becomes the chief. But as the saying goes, people will die compared to people, and goods will be thrown away. He cannot compare to Grom, and he can play with scheming and Neozu can play with him three. In terms of cruelty, Kagas is more cruel than him. Even the best dominance, Orgrim is more popular than him.

For countless nights, the black hand was lying on the bed and tossing and turning. He was afraid. In this society where people cannibalism, he had to grit his teeth and resist. There was no end to this road. Once it failed, the subordinates of the slaves of the past would not hesitate to humiliate him and torture him. This is the ending of the loser, which is often even more miserable than death!

Fear was like a shadow, and the black hands were unable to breathe. Later, when he stepped onto the epic stairs and had the power to protect himself, he finally no longer had to be careful every day like walking on thin ice. The fear of the past disappeared without a trace, and no one knew about this, except himself.

Horizontal Armor! Black hands can have defenses that ordinary people cannot break without wearing armor. When they are damaged, this defense will be greatly improved. The more severe the injury you suffer, the better the effect. In the end, you can even come and go freely in the battlefield, allowing the knife to strike an axe and chop arrows.

This is the epic halo of Black Hand. Who would have thought that such a powerful halo ability was the original intention of his fear! What’s even more ridiculous is that later, because Black Hand never wears armor, this inexplicable atmosphere spread across a large scale, which attracted the orcs to follow suit and take pride in it:

A true warrior should dare to face the sharp blade like a black handed chief!

In that era, face was more important than life. If a person dies, he will lose face. The most terrifying thing is. The loser is as humble as weeds on the roadside. He lives a life worse than death and even drags down his friends and relatives. There is no saying that he is slapped in the face, because the whole society has this kind of atmosphere.

The meteor that was so close to me turned into gravel scattered on all sides. After landing, the black hand movements kept moving, and there was no time to breathe. Then he jumped up again, waved the hammer in his hands heavily, and smashed the other one into pieces.

Black Hand likes this feeling. The feeling of dancing on the sword and dancing in front of danger is really great. He can even smell the smell of death. Black Hand is not afraid of death. To be precise, he should have died ten years ago!

Why am I still alive? Black Hand has been thinking about this question more than once, in order to become the chief? For the Black Stone clan? For the tribe?

Don't joke! That's Blackhand, not him, he's Monta Blackstone, the name given by that woman!

Thinking of Daroka again, a smile appeared on Black Hand's face without realizing it. Although there was endless pain and sorrow hidden under the smile, he smiled brightly because the woman said that he looked really good when he smiled.

Bang! The speeding meteor and the hammer collided hard. This time, a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of the black hand's mouth, but he didn't care. Even though the internal organs were protesting, even if the bones were whining, his hands holding the hammer were still very stable, like a mountain that had not moved for thousands of years, like an ancient tree rooted in the earth.

The woman said that he must live well. He did it and even did it better. He is now the chief of the Black Stone clan and the chief of the Orcs in the future. No matter what black stone, shadow moon and frost wolf exist, there is only one orc in this world, which is his clan and her clan.

What a pity, that woman died too early and too miserable. They didn't even tell each other what they wanted, nor did they leave a child, otherwise the woman would have been very proud because it was their child.

Look, I have won thousands of miles of power and want to give you a gift, you will be very happy, right? No, the black hand overturned this idea, and that woman would be very angry, because he was disobedient again, and he was ruthless again, and once again,

stir up trouble!

Death, put it to death! Every attack by the Black Hand is a full-strength attack. The halo is supplemented by the host's will and can only act as one person!

The world is not that world, and the black hand is not that black hand. If everything can be saved, he would rather be just a simple orc, and he would only never regret it in his life!

The only thing Naozu did wrong was that he forgot a sentence: He should treat him with admiration for three days. He looked up to himself and underestimated him.

There were not only one black hand who was cheating on the scene, but also the three people who were running desperately. If the black hand was the invincible one, then the three people who were the dodge ones, or the invincible lucky ones were the unreasonable.

It's really unreasonable. The three of them are like the protagonists in a second-rate TV series. Until now, there is nothing wrong. The earth collapsed after they left, and the magma surged behind their butts. Even if there was a dead end in front of them, a miracle would happen in the next second. Either a huge rock happened to fall in front of them and turned into a stone bridge, or a giant tree fell down to help pass. Grans' eyes were straightened when he saw these scenes, and Bellan was overjoyed.

The voice was right. He was indeed the son of destiny. Otherwise, how could he explain the miracles again and again? If it weren't for the help of the ancestors, how could they be safe and sound in this danger!

It is not clear whether the ancestors have helped me. Anyway, Mzdono is about to be exhausted. This work is really not done by humans. Even if he borrows the power of Tasadam, he must concentrate and not be distracted at all. If he accidentally ends up one second and causes one or two people to be killed or injured, then the fun will be great in the end. He really can't bear the responsibility.

Seeing that Glens and the other two were temporarily out of danger, Mzdono breathed a sigh of relief and made up his mind to find someone to share whatever he said in the future. If he continues to work day and night, he, a model worker, must die suddenly.

....

On the other side, Triton and others escorted the children to the fluorescent woodland. The atmosphere in the team was quite depressing. From time to time, the children could be heard sobbing. The helplessness and begging they inadvertently revealed, making the eyes hurt.

Triton was thinking about a very important question. He suddenly couldn't understand himself. Why did he take on this task? Why did he let the children leave their parents? Because the front line was too dangerous?

Since that's the case, why did he bring everyone together at the beginning? He always felt that there was something wrong with it, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

Cruise's face was also gloomy. No one would feel happy when he saw this cruel thing happening in front of him. What's more, he came from another world, where the basic respect between people was far from comparable to this primitive world. Humanities and moral values ​​were even more different from heaven and earth.

When they arrived in front of a small river, the team stopped. Under Jayne's command, the children sat together on the ground to rest. The adult orcs walked around to watch, while the other part went to the river to fetch water. It was nearly five days away from the fluorescent woodland. It was not wrong, and everything depends on them.

Yujiali closed her eyes and pondered, staying away from Naozu, and her mood was inexplicably relaxed. Although the children's crying still bored her, it was completely tolerated. It was even necessary that she could close her mind and easily turn aside from hearing.

Compared to them, Mullisa is much more busy. Fortunately, there is a doctor in the team, which invisibly reduces a lot of trouble. Some children are far away from their parents and have serious illnesses in fear and anxiety. If it were the case, they could only leave their fate, but now they have finally recovered due to Mullisa's treatment.

In the eyes of many people, including those children, Mullisa is an angel. Although they do not know this Draenei, they can feel her kindness from it. The children are not stupid, but on the contrary, they feel more sensitive than adults. Especially in this case, the appearance of Mullisa has become a spiritual support without realizing it.

A soldier sent out for reconnaissance hurried back, and he walked to Jayne and whispered to the return. After a moment, Jayne found Ken again, and finally, Ken came to Triton: "We are in trouble!"

As the eyes of several people looked at him, Ken said with a worried look: "Uncle Makru discovered the trace of the shadow wolf in the west. It was hanging behind us until it was not long ago. When we came again next time, we will face a dangerous wolf pack!"

Speaking of Shadow Wolf, several people unconsciously remembered the Shadow Wolf King he encountered when they first started training.

Shadow Wolves have a very strange habit. When they are weak and small, they often appear in groups, ranging from three to five to dozens. This situation will not end until a certain Shadow Wolve mutates and becomes Shadow Wolf King. By then, it will leave the clan and hunt alone. Unless it encounters the estrus, it will be difficult to see two Shadow Wolf Kings stay together.

In other words, the Shadow Wolf King is more like another creature, which does not refer to the ruler of the wolf pack, although most of the Shadow Wolf Kings are born from the rulers of the wolf pack.

"Can you estimate the approximate time and number of wolves appear?"

Yujiali asked: "We need to prepare in advance. If there are only three or five, it will not be a problem at all; but if there are dozens or even more,"

Looking at the children who were powerless, she also felt a headache from the bottom of her heart: "I'm afraid we are in big trouble!"

There were only a dozen adult orcs in the team, which was still the quota that Triton felt was difficult in the mission and asked for every request. Among these people, female orcs accounted for most of them. Most of them had not faced danger head-on. Although they were not lacking in courage, sometimes courage could not solve the problem.

Several people also understood that this matter was difficult, but they couldn't come up with any solution at the moment. They could only look at Ken with anticipation, hoping that he would hear good news.

Ken smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The number of wolves will not be too small, there are at least forty or fifty!"

The guy was startled, and Triton couldn't help asking, "Who told you the news? How did he make sure?"

"It's Uncle Makru," seeing the few people a little suspicious, Ken said with a look of an expression: "He was once the most famous hunter in Giomu Village. Even I have heard of his name. If it weren't for being shot in the knee later and being a little inconvenient in legs, he would probably not have appeared in the team."

The legs and feet were not convenient, just a polite word. The few people immediately understood what was going on. The fact was indeed true. If a normal and powerful orc would not let him go, Neozu would say that he would not let him go.

Having said that, Yu Jiali frowned and said dissatisfied: "You let a disabled person investigate the surrounding environment? Is this too much, right?!"

These words made Ken a little embarrassed. He looked at Yu Jiali helplessly, then looked at Cruise beside her. Ken's actions seemed to remind the people present, and everyone looked at each other at the same time.

Even though Cruise thought he was thick-skinned enough, he couldn't accept it at this moment. He waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I understand, it's all my fault! I can make up for it now?"

After saying that, he walked towards the jungle, muttering constantly: "I believe in his evil spirit. Why did he become a ranger when traveling through time? You said it would be great to travel to become a magic master. You don't have to run around and investigate hard every day. Grandma's legs, this broken profession is really not something that humans do!"

After Cruise left, the few people dispersed immediately. Since they discovered the danger, some things need to be prepared in advance. No matter what, they must be overcome. They can only think of ways to deal with them.

What Yu Jiali didn't expect was that soon Triton found her again, but the other party looked hesitant and obviously hadn't made a decision.

"What makes you so embarrassed?" Yu Jiali was surprised and curiously said, "Is it related to me?"

Triton nodded, then suddenly shook his head. Finally, he looked at Yujiali's eyes and hesitated: "That I think, I want to teach the children that, that seed of power!"

After saying that, Triton felt much more relaxed. Maybe he had made a decision in his heart. No matter what, he was an orc, and he could not watch these innocent children be hurt by reason.

Yujiali was silent. As Triton's increasingly determined gaze, she suddenly asked an irrelevant sentence: "Do you already know that I can't cast spells for the time being?"

Triton was stunned and shook his head quickly, but the calmness in his eyes was betrayed by him. Yu Jiali knew it in her heart and sighed, "Are you not even willing to tell me the truth?"

"No, I just..."

"I know,"

After interrupting the other party, he put a cube of naughty hair on his forehead into his ears with his bare hands. Looking at Triton who was at a loss, Yu Jiali suddenly smiled: "You don't need to say anything, I understand."
Chapter completed!