Chapter 51

Black Dragon Mountain is not far from the Gewush Tribe.

Only twenty kilometers.

This path.

Has long been cleared many times by Fu Luli.

A trace of Black Dragon's dragon aura remains.

Ordinary fierce beasts, demonic beasts, and ferocious beasts, etc.

All keep their distance.

Although Fu Luli is still in the Infant Stage.

The dragon aura is genuine!

And the Dragon Clan.

Undoubtedly.

Stands at the top of the food chain!

"They're here."

On the mountain peak.

Fu Luli lay lazily on the ground, a pair of dragon eyes watching the movements of the Gewush Tribe.

When she saw a large number of half-orcs charging out.

Her dragon claws tightened.

Lifting her powerful and fearsome dragon body.

She looked down from above at the foot of the mountain.

There, over a hundred raptors were eating shrubs and weeds.

On the back of every raptor were uneven lumps, hard as rocks.

Their muscles were extremely rough.

Their four legs were thick, with astonishing strength.

"Aaaah!"

Fu Luli suddenly let out a thunderous dragon roar.

Immediately—

The hundred raptors trembled, quickly lying flat on the ground with their heads bowed low.

Their eyes were filled with awe.

As the source of their bloodline.

They could not resist any command from the Black Dragon!

Even if—

The Black Dragon commanded them to die.

They could only tremble in fear and die!

"Roar roar roar—!"

Fu Luli conveyed a divine oracle to all the raptors.

Inside the Divine Domain.

Li Yue's gaze fell upon the Gewush Tribe.

Upon a frail, elderly half-orc.

This half-orc's face was covered in wind, frost, and wrinkles, his body hunched.

His hair was messy, and he wore crude beast skins.

Standing among a large crowd of old, weak, women, and disabled half-orcs.

He was utterly unremarkable.

"The mad believer with the highest spiritual attribute."

Li Yue whispered.

He has two divine offices.

Able to transform two shamans.

And this elderly half-orc—

Is the second shaman he has chosen!

Boom!

Suddenly.

Above the Gewush Tribe, a beam of green divine light descended from the sky.

Enveloping this elderly half-orc!

Powerful pressure.

Pushed the surrounding half-orcs away.

They stared at this scene in shock.

From it.

They felt the majesty of the Thunder God!

"My God!"

The crowd knelt, fanatical and awestruck.

Many orcs gazed with intense envy at the elderly orc shrouded in divine light.

They still remembered.

Three years ago.

Elder Huo Ge was also enveloped by the divine light of the Great Deity.

Thereby becoming a shaman capable of communicating with the Great Deity!

"Ah..."

Within the divine light.

A look of pain appeared on Rite's face.

The divine light, in an extremely domineering manner,

Crushed his soul and then reshaped it!

If the warrior class stems from physical strength,

Then the spellcaster class stems from soul strength!

Orcs are naturally born with weaker souls.

Therefore, to become a spellcaster,

One must transform the soul!