"What's going on? Why does the lightning keep hitting us?" Conductor Cook realized that something was not right.
There were a few hundred people in the choir. They could no longer practice their voices in peace.
Could it be that their singing was so bad that even the heavens couldn't bear to listen to it anymore? Why did it keep striking down like this? Moreover, it kept striking them.
"What's that?"
Finally, someone noticed that behind the choir, there was a huge lightning ring that had cracked open.
The lightning ring was surrounded by lightning coils that looked like steel cables. It was so thick that it looked like a few ancient serpents with their heads and tails connected. It was a terrifying sight!
"Purgatory, Lightning Dragon Tail!"
Mo Fan yelled from the center of the lightning ring. He unleashed the lightning around him that had been amplified countless times.
The lightning was blinding. It felt like the whole hoof of the river had been dragged into the purgatory of the Lightning God. Amid the deathly silence, they could see the magnificent body of an ancient lightning dragon rising into the sky.
It soared into the clouds and flipped its body. Its huge tail swung down fiercely!
The tail of a dragon was made up of bones, spikes, and tail feathers. It had the viciousness of a scorpion's tail, and the strength of a whale.
Even though the Purgatory Lightning Dragon had yet to reveal its true form, the dragon tail that was stirring up the clouds was shocking enough!
"Peng ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!!!!!"
The dragon tail swung down fiercely, almost collapsing the hoof of the river. The river was split into pieces by the beehive-shaped area that the dragon tail had left behind!
The last thing the members of the choir could remember was the Lightning Dragon Tail swinging down from the sky, before their souls scattered into the air!
Conductor Cook was also under the Lightning Dragon Tail. He tried his best to struggle, but the terrifying lightning still scorched his body and the tuxedo he was wearing.
His glamorous appearance immediately disappeared, as he was turned into a smelly, charred corpse.
The arrival of the Thunder Dragon Tail caused chaos at the Altar of Hot Heyu. There were many magicians in South America who believed in various gods.
Many people even thought that the deities were enraged and were ordering the Heavenly Lightning Dragon to destroy everything.
However, some of the Magicians with higher cultivation were staring at Mo Fan as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They did not dare to move recklessly under the Lightning Dragon Tail's terrifying aura.
A choir of a few hundred people was worth more than a Wind Warship to the Brown Rebels. However, after the earthquake, they had all turned into charred skin, plastered to the dried up river after being struck by lightning.
The Magician in a silver-white robe was very close to the area of the Lightning Dragon Tail. He was so shocked that he immediately activated his defensive equipment.
After everything calmed down slightly, he glared at Mo Fan, the person who had created the destructive lightning, with an incomparably ferocious look!
"Who are you!?" the Magician in a silver-white robe.
On the other side of the river, Wu Ku, who was distracted by the lightning dragon's tail, glanced over too. His expression shifted when he saw Mo Fan!
Why is it him again?!
How was he able to find this place?
As the person responsible for the Rain, his whereabouts had to be kept a secret. Even if there was an inverted waterfall here, it did not necessarily mean he was here!
Wu Ku knew Mo Fan was here for him from the look in his eyes.
"Sect Leader!"
Wolf Chief stared at Mo Fan in astonishment.
Conductor Cook and his choir were supposed to deal with Mo Fan and his crew, yet Mo Fan had killed them all with a single Super Lightning Spell!
Was the guy the illegitimate son of the Lightning God? How was he able to control such powerful lightning?
"You know what will happen if our rain is destroyed," Wu Ku said coldly. He no longer had the pretentious look he had before.
"If he comes, he will most likely be dragged to you as a half-dead old dog so you can deal with him," Wolf Chief said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wolf Chief had already walked over the dried up river.
Mo Fan did not back away. He stepped on the scorched land and ignored the question from the Magician in a silver-white robe.
He was going to kill Wu Ku. If anyone tried to stop him, they would suffer the same fate as Cook!
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"Brother, what's going on? Who's this guy?" Ice Tiger arrived on a wildebeest.
"This guy killed Cook and his crew," the Magician in a silver-white robe said.
"He's the one that caused such a huge commotion, hehe," Ice Tiger jumped down from the wildebeest and headed straight for Mo Fan.
He was twisting his arm, and his joints made a crisp sound.
Ice Tiger was exuding a violent aura. When he saw that someone had finally come in to seek death, he became excited and fanatical.
"Brother, you won't have a problem with me dealing with this guy, right?" Ice Tiger grinned. His yellowed teeth looked like he was going to bite his opponent alive.
"Let's find out which faction he's from first," the Magician in a silver-white robe said.
"That won't be necessary. He's a hindrance to our Church. If you kill him, our Bishop will give your leader a great gift," Wolf Chief grinned.
He was indeed shocked by the destructive Lightning Spell, but after calming down, he was amused by Mo Fan's behavior.
So what if he had killed Cook and the choir? There were still a few thousand elites of the Brown Rebels here, and Ice Tiger and White Leopard, two great generals of the Brown Rebels. Wolf Chief did not even have to do anything. Mo Fan would be torn into pieces by the Brown Rebels!
No matter how strong a person was, how could he possibly take on an entire army?
"Was that your Lightning Spell? Hehe, I finally found something that looks like a human! " Ice Tiger went up to Mo Fan and rubbed his palms together. He assumed an arrogant look like a boxer and threw all kinds of punches at Mo Fan's face.
It went without saying that the man was not a boxer. They were both Mages. He was only trying to show how pleased he was!
"I'll give you some time to cast your spell. Use the same spell again. I'm interested to see if your Lightning Dragon Tail is enough to kill me!" Ice Tiger kept throwing punches at Mo Fan. He kept jumping around him to provoke him.
"You like boxing?" Mo Fan asked when he saw Ice Tiger's strange behavior.
"Yeah, if there were no magic in this world, I would be a world-class boxer. My enemies would either die or have their faces smashed into pieces," Ice Tiger said excitedly.
"I like boxing, too!"
Mo Fan suddenly raised his voice. He clenched his fists before the lightning in his left hand dissipated!
"Peng!!"
He threw a punch forward like a thunderous bomb!
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