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Chapter 436

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There was dead silence on the battlefield.

The ogres, who were originally in a state of panic, became calm after the appearance of this ogre in animal skin.

Shaman.

He was the leader of this tribe.

Shamans were the spiritual leaders of clans and tribes. They could communicate with souls and had the ability to foresee the future. They also guided their people through difficult times in the dark ages. Many people misunderstood their wisdom and calmness as the nature of pacifists. In fact, when challenged, shamans had powerful abilities to deal with those who disturbed the natural order.

Shamans believed that everything had a spirit and could communicate with the earth, flames, storms, and water. Many people thought that shamans believed in elemental power. In fact, they were in a state of equal communication.

Shamans did not only use the power of the earth and the sky, they also had the ability to foresee the future. Their wisdom could only be shown through their courage and cruelty in battle.

Shamans mostly appeared among the orcs. In the ogre tribe, the chances of becoming a shaman could be described as very slim.

And this might be the real reason why he was worshipped by countless ogres.

There were some prerequisites to become a shaman, and that was wisdom. However, as everyone knew, ogres did not lack power, but what they lacked the most was wisdom.

It was as if a beautiful flower had bloomed in a wasteland.

The shaman ogre was a little old. His skin was wrinkled and his hair was snow-white. One could see the passage of time on his body.

Merle appeared on the battlefield.

He looked at everything in front of him, and his memory seemed to return to that winter.

When he was still a child, a group of gnolls attacked the camp. In that battle, his family members fell in a pool of blood and even their heads were cruelly cut off.

In the end, the camp of thousands of ogres that had reproduced in the plains for decades was destroyed. Merle swore that he would not let this happen again!

He would lead the ogres to prosperity. Any enemy would be defeated by him and become a cold corpse.

Roar!

He let out a roar!

His old body could not hide the power he had. Merle looked at the battlefield in front of him and roared, "Why, Master, for the camp, for prosperity!"

Bang!

A pillar of energy suddenly appeared in the surroundings, and the Ogres who were originally lying on the ground slowly regained their composure. After a few seconds, they stood up unsteadily.

The Light of Rejuvenation!

This was undoubtedly a large-scale healing divine art!

Shamans had the ability to control nature, and healing was one of them. In the past, it relied on this magical ability to become the leader of this group of monsters.

That was not the end of it. Along with the appearance of the pillar of light, countless ogres let out a wild roar. They clenched the crude weapons in their hands and hammered their own chests with all their might. The fear of the warrior and the poison in their bodies turned into a violent courage!

"For prosperity!"

"For prosperity!"

They liked this territory. Even though it was unfamiliar, they could live a good life here that they could never have imagined.

Guns, slaughter, death!

This was a battle that would decide the fate of the Ogres. If they lost, not only would they lose the chance to dominate the continent, they might even lose their lives!

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Ever since they came to this land, they had drawn a clear line with their past. They did not want to live a precarious life. They could not forget the situation of death and hunger when their food was taken away by their enemies.

Therefore!

They would not give up on this home!

Even though they were a group of outsiders, the ogres believed that their fists were the truth. As long as they killed the rebels here, they would become the true masters of this land!

Because they had Merle.

He could communicate with a giant dragon and developed a tribe of a few dozen ogres into a tribe of a few hundred. He was like a miracle that all the ogres looked up to.

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