Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 131: 129 Shut Up Uru_l

Translator: 549690339

After Little Fatty succeeded, the lightning arcs on the Totem Pillar spread to his body as well.

Despite the Dragonborn Ogre’s strong physique, he still fell into a brief state of paralysis and stiffness.

Bloodhorn breathed deeply, his eyes and turned-up nostrils filled with strong and irritating powder and fragments.

However, this powerful Angry Horn Minotaur still endured the discomfort, squinting his bloodshot eyes while he smashed the totem pillar into Little Fatty’s head.

Now Little Fatty was in a paralyzed state, even if he wanted to avoid Bloodhorn’s attack, he was powerless to do so.

Though he was a powerful Dragonborn Ogre, if his crucial head area were to be directly hit, he would likely fall on the spot.

The situation was extremely dangerous, but Little Fatty was not alone in the battle.

Seeing the situation so dire, Wuga immediately hit Bloodhorn’s back with his Mace.

Even for a tough-skinned Angry Horn Minotaur leader, he couldn’t bear the impact of the large wooden Mace studded with iron nails.

However, this Minotaur still clenched his teeth and smashed the giant totem pillar onto Little Fatty’s body even after suffering such great damage.

But because Wuga’s Mace hit him and his vision was blood-red, he could hardly see anything, so Bloodhorn’s aim was slightly off.

In the end, his totem pillar didn’t hit Little Fatty’s head but hit the Ogre’s arm instead.

The terrifying force directly sent the tall and heavy Dragonborn Ogre Little Fatty flying like a baseball.

When Little Fatty struggled to get up from the distance, one of his arms had already been broken, and his whole body was in agonizing pain.

Fortunately, his landing point was in the direction of the monsters of the Soaring Dragon Legion, and he had also shaken off his paralysis state, so there was no immediate danger.

After landing a successful hit, Bloodhorn roared angrily and changed his target, swinging the totem pillar down at Wuga.

The latter, with great effort, raised his wooden Mace to block Bloodhorn’s attack, and the two became locked in a stalemate for a moment.

Bloodhorn, unable to see the surrounding situation clearly, just wanted to get rid of the troublesome multi-colored Ogre before him as soon as possible and did not pay attention to what was happening behind him.

As he exerted force to press down his totem pillar, a Bearman quietly sneaked up behind him, holding a huge axe.

“Die!”

Accompanied by a loud battle cry, Bloodhorn tried to turn around and defend himself but it was too late.

The shoddy single-edged giant axe cut into his neck, and deep-red blood sprayed out like a gushing spring.

Bearman Leader Doke let go of the giant axe in his hand, looked at his trembling hands, and muttered excitedly, “This way, I should be able to receive the great master’s grace, right?”

He had been squatting nearby for a long time, just waiting for this rare opportunity.

Having suffered under Bloodhorn’s cruel rule in the Thunder Legion for a long time, he had no courage to confront him directly.

Now, the powerful leader of the Angry Horn Minotaurs had become history…

Bloodhorn felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly draining along with his blood loss. He let go of the totem pillar in his hand, touched the terrifying wound on his neck, and fell to his knees weakly in front of Wuga.

“Thunder… Thunder Legion…”

Bloodhorn muttered the name of his legion, while Wuga forcefully swung his wooden Mace and hit him on the side of his head, smashing the entire head of this powerful Angry Horn Minotaur leader.

Afterwards, Wuga tried to grab the troublesome totem pillar but was repelled by the violent dancing electric arc.

At this time, Little Fatty, holding his arm, slowly walked over, and the two Dragonborn Ogres looked at each other.Afterward, Wuga waved the mace in his hand, sending the still-electric Totem Pillar flying to the rear of the Soaring Dragon Legion.

This Totem Pillar constantly emitting wild electric arcs was quite troublesome. If other enemies could use it, it would be a real problem.

Even though the Totem Pillar was sent flying far away, the electric arcs attached to the Angry Horn Minotaurs’ weapons didn’t dissipate yet.

With Bloodhorn’s death, the ground battle of the Soaring Dragon Legion began to go much smoother.

Seeing the increasing pace of his minions’ advance, Otto nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to flap his wings and take to the sky to deal with the annoying Blue-headed Birds, a huge thunderball was hurled at him.

“Bang!”

With a burst, Otto caught the thunderball using his front paw.

Although the power of the thunderball was quite good, it wasn’t enough to threaten Otto’s extent.

With one furious clench, Otto crushed the thunderball filled with violent energy.

Then, instantly, the raging lightning arc exploded in his palm, shattering some of the scales on Otto’s dragon claw.

But that was it. With a squirming of his flesh, the shattered scales fell to the ground, replaced by new, dazzling ones.

Glancing in the direction of the attack, a robed two-headed Ogre was slowly walking towards Otto.

“Silver Dragon…”

Koru stared angrily at Otto and said coldly, “You’re even more cautious than I thought, but once I threw out some tempting bait, you really couldn’t help but bite! ”

Uru’s eyes widened, “I’ll chop your skull into a bowl!”

“However, I think your size may be a little lacking…”

Unangered, Otto laughed while staring at the two-headed Ogre, while Uru frowned and thought for a while, before finally shouting, “Then use it as a toilet! ”

“Shut up, Uru!”

Koru glared harshly at his brother, who immediately quieted down.

Then, Koru sighed to Otto, “Silver Dragon, you could have been peacefully guarding outside the Northland of Nolan Forest. We don’t have excessive ambitions for territory; the previous Green Dragon did the same. But you, why would you be so greedy to come here and start a war?”

“Start a war? No, no, no. I’m merely taking back what’s mine.”

With his head held high, Otto looked down upon the two-headed Ogre and seemingly carelessly said, “I think you must be Kuru. You might have gotten something wrong.

I’ve given you a chance. If you were willing to submit to me, you could have naturally avoided the fate of death.

But you refused with your actions. Still, the merciful me will give you one last chance.

Choose! Submission or death!”

“You will pay for your arrogance, Silver Dragon!”

The two-headed Ogre ripped off his robe, revealing the blue scales on his upper body, indicating that he was also a powerful Dragonborn Ogre.

He tightly gripped a double-bladed black and gold battleaxe in his hand.. Out of his dragon instincts, Otto thought that this weapon looked quite valuable!