"Boom!" The power of the Blood God confronted the dragon energy head-on, and broke through the inner wall of the fortress hard. Only then did they exhaust their energy and retreated. No one could do anything to each other.

The fortress was too narrow to let go, so the two of them simply continued to fight in the open space outside the fortress. The orc elites who were originally trained here could only watch from a distance.

Samuro erased the corrupted blood stains on his body. Unlike other orcs, he has lightweight soft armor produced by Taichu Group, which looks thin and soft, and actually has high three-defense. Otherwise, Seske's blood-rotten fog would make him lose his combat power.

Drinking a bottle of special healing potion, Samuro felt a little recovered. When he looked up, his eyes were froze. Seske, who was fighting with him, recovered faster. Within a few breaths, his injuries had recovered and his energy returned to his peak.

"Did you see it? The power of the Blood God is so wonderful." Even in the battle, Seske did not forget to promote the power of the Blood God. He felt that he was sure to win because he had endless energy replenishment, so he won if he couldn't consume it.

Samuro was also happy to talk nonsense and recover his physical strength. So he said, "Idiot, there is no power coming out of thin air in the world. You are just overdrawing your vitality. Let me tell you what the real power is."

The dragon energy on the battle flag rose up and turned into a dragon-shaped phantom. Although it did not have the ability to change the color of the world, it was also a force that could not be ignored. It still did not dry up after several battles with Seske.

Samuro stood solemnly with his sword and said, "Do you think the ancestors are still in Drano? No, they are with us! Where the descendants reproduce is the place where the ancestors protect them."

The dragon energy scattered into the earth, and soon the earth was filled with rolling energy and the land was fed back. The ancestor spirit rose up with a scorching breath, attached to Samuro's sword blade, and a raging flames rose.

"Fire Blade! Fire Blade!"

The clan is named after the Fire Blade. The orcs around him see Samuro's state and compare the mutated and distorted Seske. Who else should I ask if I support him?

The open space outside the fortress was the training of elite fire blade soldiers who advocated force. The sword blades that rose with flames were the goal they pursued for hard training. They had never seen them before. Now that they finally saw them, they naturally had to cheer for support.

This situation surprised the shamans in the clan.

Elements and ancestors were originally the patents of shamans. When did the warriors learn it?

Shuhetu exclaimed: "It's the totem! He has merged with the totem, so he can communicate with the elements and ancestors. This is the power that our Fire Blade clan really needs, rather than selling blood and soul to cater to any evil god."

The clan shaman nodded repeatedly, feeling that he had found the right direction.

"It's just a scheming!" Seske was furious, no longer caring about showing off, burning his blood, increasing his strength again, and then swinging his sword and rushing straight towards him.

Samuro naturally met without hesitation. The flames on the blade burned the influence of rotten blood, and after suppressing the opponent's range attack, his swordsmanship advantage could be exerted.

The flames on the blade doubled his attack power, while the deception of the ancestor soul increased his defense and recovery power, Samuro could face Seske's pressure calmly.

The fireblade orcs cheered for Samuro.

However, Dahl's triple blood blade had a gloomy face. He had never received such support from his tribe members for so many years.

"Father, I drove away those cultists. Is this monster their leader?" Azuka came to repay the situation on a wolf. Originally, she wanted to lead the army to pursue it, but just now, a soldier reported that the fortress was knocked out by a monster covered in blood. She was afraid that she would be trapped in the trap and hurriedly led the army back to defense.

She pointed at Samuro and asked, "Who is this warrior? I don't seem to have seen him."

"... Humph! The bastard who came from somewhere actually wanted to compete for the position of chief. In addition, that monster is your nephew, and he is also an idiot who overestimates his ability."

The Fire Blade Clan lived here for only one year and did not receive much feedback. Over time, Samuro's power gradually disappeared.

Of course, Seske was not easy to live. His blood had corrupted all over his body and he had completely become a beast dominated by instinct. His body had grown to more than four meters high, his fangs were thrust violently, and his muscles were growing wildly, and he could not see the human form at all. He not only attacked Samuro, but also attacked the fire-blade orcs watching the battle.

Azuka tried hard to rescue a fire blade warrior who was accidentally injured, but was attacked by Seske. Fortunately, Samuro pulled hatred back with a sword from behind. She turned around and said, "Father, Seske has completely become a monster, please order him to be killed."

Dahl's triple blood blade shook his head and said, "The holy duel should not be disturbed. No one shall intervene until they decide the outcome. Everyone, retreat."

Shuhetu said: "Chief, Neilru ran away, and other accomplices of Seske have been arrested."

Dar nodded with satisfaction. Seske has become a monster and cannot become the Chief of Fire Blade. As long as he defeats Samuro, no one can threaten his status.

At this time, Samuro's situation was in danger. This monster that lost consciousness was purely instinct and was more difficult to deal with because it did not defend at all. It only relied on instinct to avoid the key points, and then exchanged injuries with Samuro for injuries.

After being stabbed by Samuro's sword, Seske actually threw away his sword, grabbed the sword body of the Fire Bear with one hand, grabbed Samuro's hand with the other, and roared and pushed it to the fortress wall.

"Bang!" Samuro was dizzy when he was hit, and the hilt of the sword was pushed back and hit his chest, and the tip of the sword pierced Seske directly.

If the wall hadn't collapsed, Samuro would have been knocked flat. However, it wouldn't be much better now. Seske picked him out of the rubble and opened his bloody mouth to the base of his ears, and he would bite him.

But he suddenly paused, and the power of the Blood God faded away like a tide, leaving only the power left to sacrifice his own blood to barely support it.

"Haha, it seems that your nest is going to be taken away." Samuro struggled to break away from the blood claws stuck in his neck, took off the magnetic storm grenade from his waist and stuffed it into Seske's bloody mouth, turned over and hid behind the fortress wall.

In the blast, Seske, who had lost his power to protect him, was blown into a pile of rotten flesh and blood.

In this battle to pursue glory, Samuro did not let any comrades come. Xiang Ningxuan also understood his determination and took the others to the old lair of the Blood God. He thought it would be not difficult to defeat the old chief, but he did not expect to meet Seske, who also covets the position of chief.

After a fierce battle, Samuro also won a tragic victory, especially in the last moment, breaking several of his bones. It would be difficult for him to stand up now. He couldn't help but sigh: "I still need comrades!"

"If you don't mind, let me be your comrade." A ragged orc extended his hand to Samuro, with broken handcuffs on his wrist.
Chapter completed!