Kapitel 1378: Power of the thunder spear

The Chameleon tried to rib the spear from Arwen's cold dead hands but couldn't. " Hey, what the fuck?" He carefully stared at his half-skeleton body. Half of his body was skeleton and half of his body was covered in rotting flesh. The Chameleon pulled harder and still no budge. He sucked his teeth and popped out his claws, trying to slice the hands of Arwen off. However, suddenly the same spirit went inside of Arwen's body and possessed him. His one eye opened up and it glowed red. Arwen started standing up. The Chameleon backed up and sighed, crossing his arms. " Oh, shit." This will be a tough fight." The possessed Arwen levivtated out of his coffin and grabbed his spear and pointed it at The Chameleon and started screeching like a siren. Suddnely the other fallen warriors started bursting out of their coffins like zombies starting to enclose on The Chameleon. " You want me?" Come on get me!" I can take all of you on with both my hands tied behind my fucking back!" I need a warmup!" The Chameleon made quick work of the fallen warriors and focused his attention on Arwen. He was clutching a piece of history. Arwen rose his spear into the air. The clouds suddenly turned dark and lighting struck the spear.