Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 86 It's time for thunder!

The first psychic elder died in full view.

This is the first, but it won't be the last!
The long sword in Butler's hand swung extremely smoothly. Before the head of a psychic elder hit the ground in the flowing clouds and flowing water, the sharp blade killed another psychic elder by virtue of inertia.

"No—stop him!"

Anger was mixed with panic, and the hoarse roar made the Deno fighters rush up one after another.

However, after finally getting here, how could Butler let these psychic elders escape so easily?

boom -

The dazzling thunder exploded in an instant, stinging the eyes of countless people. Between the lightning and the flint, the lightning gathered on the blade has almost condensed into substance!

Butler looked cold, and suddenly spun the sharp blade around.

I saw the lightning that was like liquid swaying out immediately, and there was a violent reaction immediately after it was out of control.

The thick thunderbolts were like entangled tree roots, and in the blink of an eye, all the Deno fighters around who tried to get close were wiped out!

Not only that.

Some psychic elders were also affected by this shocking thunder because they had no time to escape, and turned into charred corpses full of horror, unable to pose a threat to the tribe anymore.

"Soul of the ancestors, do you see the enemy in front of you? What he is slaughtering are flesh and blood flowing with the same blood as yours!"

A psychic elder who seemed to be the leader was furious, his body was shaking violently due to emotional fluctuations or the full force of psychics, a cold and strange energy suddenly erupted centered on him!
In an instant, the wind howled on the battlefield.

Pale souls climbed up from the miserable corpses executed by Thunder, and in their eyes they could still see the ferocity of death in battle.

But then, they seemed to feel something.

They all turned their heads to look at the culprit who ended their lives, and the many sad eyes made Butler's scalp tingle!

He didn't care about the psychic elder not far away who was spitting blood and looking happy.

At this moment, Butler clearly realized that he was in trouble, and the breath that belonged to the dead even made a layer of frost condense on his skin.

"The dragon gave me the power of thunder, and I will let the tribe take root in the new homeland!"

He muttered at a volume only he could hear.

Fierce thunder surged from deep within his body, turning Butler into a veritable electric man, roaring and launching the final death charge!
The element of thunder seems to have additional lethality against spirits, which was a surprise to Butler.

The large number of ghosts couldn't stop Butler's footsteps. Every time he swung his sword mercilessly, a piece of ghosts would be wiped out in the fury of thunder. Butler's speed was even faster than before!

Although such an unscrupulous explosion of consumption is based on the premise that Butler already has a will to die.

But in the eyes of those psychic elders who thought they had escaped a catastrophe, this was a nightmare that came into reality.

boom!
Descending from the sky, Butler brazenly stepped into the center of all psychic elders in the posture of a superhero landing.

The cold sword light was in full bloom, clusters of blood flowers immediately appeared on the necks of every psychic elder, and Butler, who was going all out, started to kill!
The difficult part is to break through the protection and come in front of this group of psychic elders.

And when a group of thin-skinned summoners were approached by a thunder shaman who was known to be able to resist and fight, they would enter the process of reopening their lives as soon as they closed their eyes.

I was relieved.

Butler knew that the biggest purpose of this raid had been accomplished, and the next thing to do was to return to behind the wooden wall.

However, the sudden relaxation of mood made Butler unable to support his tired body any longer. He staggered and half knelt on the ground, his long sword sinking into the ground to support his last stubbornness.

The world in front of my eyes turned black, and I couldn't stop the furious and enraged sights of the Dinor trolls.

They watched with their own eyes this mighty enemy who seemed to have the help of gods beheading the high-status psychic elders in their tribe.

The anger piled up in my heart has completely defeated the awe of the enemy's strength, and only blood can wash away this shame and humiliation!
ended……

Butler sighed quietly in his heart.

Silently praying not to cause the great dragon to dislike the tribe because of his death and failure to fulfill the contract, but he is really at the end of his rope, and there is no way to reverse the situation.

Just when everything seemed to have settled, the first Thunder Shaman in history was about to be hacked into a pulp.

A figure that Butler was very familiar with was standing in front of him panting heavily at this moment, waving a wooden staff with a skull on it. The soldiers who rushed up were poisoned and killed.

"... Deborah?"

Butler raised his head with difficulty, and recognized the opponent's identity from the back.

"I didn't expect that the respected tribal king would even know a troublemaker like me.

The Yanyin clan is gone, I am no longer the heir, and the biggest obstacle preventing us from being together has disappeared.

For the sake of my desperate efforts to save you this time, if you dare to shirk and find any excuses, I will let the thing below you be just a display forever! "

Listen to Deborah's resentful voice.

Butler, who was relieved, finally couldn't help showing a deep wry smile on his face.

Facts have proved that although Butler has been burdened with heavy affairs since he came to the New World, he was forced to reduce a lot of time with Deborah.

But this voodoo priest, who was once designated as the next generation leader of the Yanyin clan, did accumulate strength silently in a corner that no one knew about. .

A wide range of witchcraft was unleashed indifferently, and deadly poisonous powder and poisonous insects gushed out from the depths of the sleeves.

No matter how capable a warrior is, as long as he stays within the range of these poisonous powders for a period of time, or is accidentally bitten by some kind of poisonous insect, the only thing left is to die in pain!

Looking at the figure of Deborah killing the Quartet.

For some reason, Butler suddenly shuddered, inexplicably feeling that his future life seemed to be very difficult.

But anyway.

After Deborah stepped forward and forcibly assembled the last batch of remnants of the troops, they finally sent the exhausted Butler Security Department to the rear, completing this incredible miracle!
The number is more than ten times inferior to that of the Deno trolls.

The enemy has a group of psychic elders who can reverse the pattern of war.

The enemy's fighters are fearless and have high morale.

Each item is a disadvantage among disadvantages. The demise of the tribe seems to be a certainty, and even the most optimistic tribe warriors are ready to sacrifice.

Yet in this dark hour of despair.

The tribal king under the spotlight of all the people resolutely showed the mighty power of thunder, almost shattering the haze over the tribe with his own power, completely changing the situation of this war!
no doubt.

This long-lasting victory is enough for the tribe to truly gain a foothold without fearing the threat of the other two troll groups!
This battle officially declared the success of the tribal troll's ocean strategy, which means that the New World will enter an era of three-way power!
Among them, the unprecedented Thunder elements displayed by Butler naturally aroused the curiosity of countless people.

first time.

The totem of the great dragon really entered the field of vision of every troll shaman, making countless shamans eager for power pray devoutly and kneel under the totem of the great dragon.

It's a pity that since ancient times, only a very small number of lucky ones have been recognized by the great dragon with the most stringent selection criteria, and mastered the shocking power of thunder!

And any thunder shaman has an incomparably lofty status in the troll tribes of later generations, which also makes shamans frantically kneeling and praying under the totem always in an endless stream.

Even in the end, the great dragon's elemental faith was not limited to the troll race.

If there is a stalwart, you can look at history.

You will find that in the final analysis, the totem belief about the great dragon took root and sprouted from this battle, and gradually spread to the whole world!
And this battle of the origin of belief was also given a special name by later generations——

Thunder hour! !
(End of this chapter)