Although the orcs were very sarcastic about the actions of humans, both the Secret Eyes and Regna present looked at the orc giant in astonishment, but no one felt the slightest anger because of his words.
That's because what they heard was this passage.
"Hahahahahahaha! @#%￥￥… &*! #￥@(*&#*@(&#*… ￥!#&(@@*(&#(*@&#(*@(* #&, hahahaha! @（*￥&”
"..." The high-level mage looked at the orc silently, then turned to the person next to him and asked: "What did this orc idiot say?"
"I don't know..." The attendant on the side replied blankly.
"I should have known better to give myself a language that I knew well." The high-ranking mage muttered.
The orc was originally extremely arrogant, but after seeing the blank faces of the humans in front of him, he suddenly became embarrassed. He coughed twice and then switched to the common language and cursed: "Oh... Damn you forgot that you idiots don't understand Orc language."
But now that the matter was over, the orcs were too embarrassed to translate what they just said into common language again. This would only make them look even more stupid.
But the high-level mage had no time to despise the orc's intelligence. He looked at the sudden appearance of the uninvited guest with vigilance. Although he didn't recognize who he was, the orc's aura comparable to that of a prehistoric beast made him shudder.
It was an extremely tall and strong orc, with a height of two and a half meters, and the muscles in his body were as hard and angular as mountain rocks. His long black hair was tied into whips by several bone decorations, and the long hair on the back of his head was tied into the thickest braid, hanging low on the back of his head.
This orc should be considered very handsome among his kind. The lines on his face are straight and bright, without any trace of sloppiness. His tiger eyes exude a heart-stopping majesty. Apart from the green skin and exposed fangs, this orc can be regarded as a handsome man full of masculinity even in the eyes of humans.
The orc did not carry any weapons, but he wore a well-made leather vest, with unknown metal armor pieces protecting vital parts such as his abdomen. What's even more surprising is that they are still filled with a faint magical light, and they are actually a piece of enchanted leather armor!
In the country of orcs, the price of a piece of leather armor like this is very high. If you don't have strong strength and status, you are simply not qualified to obtain such enchanted leather armor.
Annelotte looked at this giant orc, quickly flipped through relevant information in her brain, and finally softly spit out a name: "Clayton..."
"Clayton?!" Regner's pupils shrank when he heard the name. After living in the Eastern Continent for more than two years, he was no longer the rookie mercenary who didn't know anything. Especially after becoming a disciple of Villes, Regnar deeply realized the importance of intelligence to a person. So he is empty
In his free time, he often uses his authority to read information in the guild in order to better understand the Eastern Continent.
As for the name Clayton, he had seen it a year ago when he was looking through information about orcs, and he was extremely impressed.
Clayton was originally the chief of the Scarlet Warsong, a powerful tribe of orcs. He was a holy warrior himself and had extremely strong physical fitness. He was called the Bloody God of War by the orcs because of his origins in the Bloody Warsong clan and his terrifying strength. Even members of other orc clans will speak of Clayton with heartfelt respect and fear.
The reason why Regnar was so impressed by him was that, in addition to Clayton's super strength, this orc's bold and free-spirited mind was also one of the reasons.
Although Clayton is extremely brave, he lacks the leadership ability to command. After he became the chief of the Blood Song, he failed to lead his people to new glory.
At this moment, the earth-shaking hammer Olgar Rock was born. This young orc was not only powerful in his own right, but also had wisdom comparable to the wisest prophet in the tribe, coupled with unparalleled leadership qualities. Olgarok soon led the Earthshaker clan to conquer the north and south, conquering a large number of orc tribes.
Although Clayton did not have the ability to command troops and commanders, he did have the power of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Therefore, when the Earthshaking Hammer aimed its attention at the Bloody Song of War. Clayton faced Olgar Rock's 50,000 orc army alone for the sake of his people and home. Relying on his terrifying strength, he cut his way to Olgar Rock alone and asked for a duel with Olgar Rock.
Olgar Rock is also a heroic figure. Although he knows that he is outmatched, he still accepts it in order to avoid meaningless casualties among his kind. This newly promoted high-level shaman and the already famous orc war god had a one-on-one duel in the Blackwater Bay in the northern part of the wilderness plains. This is the Battle of Blackwater Bay that is still sung by the orcs hundreds of years later.
There is no doubt about the outcome of the duel. Although Olgar Rock has entered the high-level realm, he is not even a little bit behind Clayton, who has been in the holy realm for a long time. But Clayton did not take Olgar Rock's life after the duel. On the contrary, he led his people to surrender to the Earthshaker without hesitation after the duel.
This decision initially caused a lot of scolding in the Bloody War Song, but Clayton didn't care. He just tried his best to assist Olgar Rock, and finally achieved this orc's great cause. The establishment of the Orc Empire brought a stable and peaceful living environment to all the Orcs. It was only then that the Blood Song tribesmen understood the good intentions of the former chief.
When seeing this information, even Regnar, a human, had some admiration for Clayton. Although Orgarok is the number one hero of the orcs, without Creighton's kindness and later help, he would not have been able to easily complete the feat of establishing an empire. But Clayton has always been willing to be a green leaf, and made the wisest choice despite everyone's confusion. Such magnanimity and magnanimity cannot help but be admired.
But no matter how much you admire him, he is still an orc. And Regnar is a human being. When an orc meets a human, it’s a matter of life and death.
Therefore, Regnar also restrained his turbulent emotions and looked at Clayton warily.
"May I ask if you are Lord Clayton, the bloody god of war in the orc legend?" The high-level mage also recognized the identity of the person.
Clayton didn't hide it, he nodded immediately and said arrogantly: "Yes, I am Clayton, but you don't need to tell me who you are, I'm not interested."
The veins on the forehead of the high-level mage jumped. Although Clayton spoke in common language, he obviously didn't learn foreign languages well. His tone of voice was quite weird. Coupled with the extremely arrogant answer, this sentence was full of ridicule. This is already a great offense to a distinguished high-level mage.
But he had no choice. If the other party was really the legendary Blood God of War, then the entire Secret Eyes team around him would not be able to compare with him. So he forcibly suppressed his anger and said: "I think your Excellency also knows that in the battle between races, the Holy Domain and the legendary strong cannot take action easily. I wonder why your Excellency came here?"
Clayton pointed at the three Regners: "I came for them."
The high-level mage frowned: "You want these three people?"
"That's right." Clayton said in broken common language: "I want to take these three people away. You can leave."
"This..." The high-level mage seemed a little embarrassed. Is the cooked duck going to fly away again? Could it be that he is addicted to flying
Clayton didn't have time to listen to a human being talking nonsense here. He waved his hand: "Okay, this matter is settled. You leave quickly, otherwise it won't be a big deal if I kill you in the name of offending me." .”
"In that case, we will do as you wish." The senior mage suppressed his anger and said: "Please allow me to ask one last question. Are you representing the orcs this time, or just yourself?"
Clayton looked at the high-level mage, and then said disdainfully: "You have no right to know, get out of here!"
The high-level mage's face was ashen, but he did not dare to vent his anger at all. He waved his hand and led all the people from the Secret Eyes to evacuate here.
After the rest of the gang had left, Clayton also turned his attention to Regnar.
"Eleventh level of fighting spirit. How can an assassin like Xiao Ao appreciate it this time? Oh, but this is the first time I have seen such a pure dark attribute. Hmm... Anyway, Xiao Ao has his own reasons, I will just take it back. "Clayton muttered in Orcish.
Regnar placed Inelise on the ground, then stood up and blocked the two women behind him. He held the Blazing Blade in his left hand and Devouring Light in his right hand. He looked at it as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Clayton said to himself.
Although his body of darkness could greatly improve his strength in a short period of time, facing a saint warrior of more than 20 levels, he believed that seven or eight more levels would be of little use. But he still wanted to keep Annelotte and Inelise behind him, even though he knew it didn't make any sense.
Clayton looked at Regnar with interest, and then said in Common Language: "Are you coming with me, or are you going to let me do it?"
"Is there a way to survive if I follow you?" Regnar asked.
Clayton was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know either. But since I want to capture you alive, there must be a way to survive."
"If you only come after me, can you let them both go? Only take me away." Regnar asked again.
"No." Clayton said, "Take them all away."
"Okay, but before that, I want to confirm whether you have taken away our capital." Regnar said, he activated the body of darkness again, but only to a 20% extent.
Clayton watched in surprise as Regnar raised his strength to a quasi-advanced level within a few seconds, and couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, it seems that he is indeed outstanding."
"It's not your turn to judge!" Regnar shouted coldly. His surge in strength gave him a little confidence. Maybe he could escape from him
But his dream was shattered in the next second. Clayton's speed exploded in an instant, leaving a big crater where he originally stood as if he had been bombarded by a fireball. Before Regnar had time to react, Clayton reached out and grabbed his throat, pressing him directly to the ground.
"Isn't this proof enough?" Clayton said.
Annelotte blew the ice cone spell over with a blow, but Clayton slightly inspired his fighting spirit and blew away the spell that the girl was proud of.
"Little girl, aren't you afraid of hurting your lover by doing this?" Clayton asked with a smile.
Annelotte looked pale, and Clayton gave her an unprecedented sense of oppression, which made her feel uncomfortable. But the girl's face turned slightly red, and she said something to Clayton in an extremely angry tone that made everyone collapse: "He is not my lover!"