Synopsis: the Invincible God of War

In the face of Mandela's question, Wellesrana just answered lightly:

"You are not the warrior I am looking for. How can you be qualified to talk to me?"

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Chapter [-]: Regret of the Incompetent!

"You are not the warrior I am looking for. How can you be qualified to talk to me?"

Welleslaner's words were cold.

In a sense, it was the ultimate contempt for Mandela.

It is also the ultimate contempt for the "Salamandra" community.

How can Mandela, who regards the "Salamandra" community as more important than his own life, endure this?

"Damn!"

An angry Mandela deeply realized how weak and powerless he was in front of Welles Rana.

In an instant, he slammed his head on the ground with a face of unwillingness.

The next second, a small pothole appeared in front of Welleslana's eyes.

In this regard, Welleslaner just smiled faintly.

Then, approaching Mandela step by step, he chuckled lightly:

"Do you mean that you want me to give you a death?"

As Welleslaner said, golden lightning gradually appeared in his hand.

For a time, the atmosphere of the scene gradually became tense.

Hearing this, Mandela looked at Welles Rana in astonishment.

To be honest, he hadn't thought that Welleslaner would say such things to himself.

17 In a sense, this kind of discourse can already be regarded as a provocation.

However, he just wasn't able to respond to this challenge.

In this regard, Mandela could only hide his unwillingness and pain in the depths of his heart.

Facing Welles Rana, Mandela couldn't feel the slightest disrespect in his heart.

Not even the slightest bit of resistance could arise.

Because, Mandela has deeply realized that the sense of fear hidden in his heart is gradually rising.

Looking at Mandela's gnashing of teeth.

The lightning in Wellesrana's hand slammed into Mandela's head.

Seeing this, Mandela seemed to have already seen the end of his headshot.

So, he slowly closed his eyes and waited for his own death.

However, after waiting for a long time, the lightning did not hit his head.

This made Mandela couldn't help opening his eyes, intending to find out.

I saw that Welles Laner looked at him with a chuckle at this time.

This made Mandela very puzzled.

In response, Welleslaner slowly put away the lightning in his hand and turned to leave.

"Well, although you are not the warrior I am looking for."

"However, I did notice the realization just now."

"Hahaha, this trip is really a trip that makes me happy."

Saying that, Welleslana laughed loudly and gradually walked towards the interior of the "Salamandra" community.

Seeing this, Mandela couldn't help clenching his hands and apologized constantly in his heart.

sorry!Sandora!I can't protect you!There is no ability to protect the "Salamandra" community well!

sorry!

sorry!

sorry!

Almost instantly, Mandela turned into the incarnation of "I'm sorry".

Whoever sees this transformation will know how painful and helpless he is at this moment.

......

At this time, if Welleslana, who had already entered the "Salamandra" community, knew about Mandela's psychology at this time.

Will definitely laugh out loud.