Kapitel 251: THE TRUE POWER OF ONE OF THE THREE GREAT PILLARS

On the Jungle regions thunderstorms appears, wind is howling and rain falls down heavily.

The battlefield is dark with thunder roaring on the heavens above sometimes illuminating the hellish scenery of the battlefield

Other than then thunder sometimes lights appears in the dark, as that saber on Aero hand gleamed like Grim Reaper scythe before it takes the lives of his enemies.

Mist of killing intent was thick that those who do not have the killing intent skill, is lost in the mist. The gleam of that saber would appear suddenly and cut them apart into a thousand pieces.

The loud rumble of his charge shakes the land anywhere he goes, the wave of the attackers in front of him, their unit would collapse like a castle made of sand being washed away by an unrelenting waves of the ocean.