Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2474: Chapter 2475: Ten Thousand Bolts Assault

Hegemon-Wu Tribe.

After a period of ruthless conquest and slaughter of many small surrounding tribes, the territory under the control of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe has more than doubled.

This has also led to an earth-shaking transformation in the Hegemon-Wu Tribe’s settlement.

The once dilapidated city walls have been replaced by sturdy stone walls, the settlement’s area has expanded outward significantly, and many splendid buildings have been newly constructed.

The streets are filled with joyous people of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe, but in sharp contrast to their joyous expressions are the gaunt and numb faces of the captives.

These captives, both men and women, are mostly from the defeated surrounding small tribes, and their bodies are covered with scars of all sizes.

Because upon arriving at this Hegemon-Wu Tribe, they were no longer human beings, but objects to be used and manipulated at will by some.

This grim and hopeless life led many captives, especially the female captives, to choose suicide as a form of escape.

Yet in this land where witchcraft prevails, even suicide does not bring relief.

For instance, right now, in the shadow of the city walls opposite these captives, there are many souls bound by witchcraft.

These souls are mostly those of captives who committed suicide, then were captured by witchcraft and imprisoned here.

At this moment, several soldiers of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe were wielding Ghost Whips, relentlessly lashing at these souls.

Each lash provoked a heart-rending, piercing wail, unbearable to hear.

Yet the more this happened, the more vigorously the Hegemon-Wu Tribe’s soldiers beat them.

One soldier, panting heavily, turned back to greet the captives with a ferocious grin.

"See that? Now not only your bodies belong to us, even your souls do! Attempting suicide to escape captivity is impossible and will only bring more painful punishment, so you must all behave and obey from now on, understand?"

There was a commotion among the captives, with many shedding tears of despair.

It is true despair when a person cannot even control their life or death.

But just then, a breeze suddenly blew over the fortress, causing the large flag in the city to flutter unpredictably.

This was nothing unusual.

In the deep mountains, the weather is inherently unpredictable, and the wind is commonplace.

But this breeze was peculiar. When it passed, the distant sky suddenly filled with layers of dark clouds, rapidly surging towards them.

Inside the Divine Temple of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe, several priests were sincerely burning incense and praying.

Suddenly, the tall statue of the Three-Sign Lord appeared with cracks and then completely shattered.

The priests were all dumbfounded by the scene before them.

What’s going on?

How could the statue of the Three-Sign Lord suddenly shatter?

Simultaneously, the Clan Leader of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe who was in the house battling as if sensing something abruptly looked up, with a face full of shock looking out the window.

"Oh my god, what... what is that?"

This question, breaking the sound due to fear, represented the common sentiment of the entire Hegemon-Wu Tribe at the moment.

Everyone stared blankly at the surging dark clouds, trembling uncontrollably all over.

The Clan Leader of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe hurriedly put on a piece of clothing haphazardly, leapt out of the house, and upon seeing the dark cloud that covered the entire sky, couldn’t help but shudder.

He could clearly feel that within this dark cloud existed an indescribable, immensely powerful aura.

And it was then that a rumbling sound of thunder faintly emanated from the dark clouds.

Upon hearing the thunder, the face of the Clan Leader of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe instantly became extremely pale, and he screamed in a hoarse voice, "No, quick, run!"

With that, he turned and fled into the distance.

His retreat provoked a mass exodus of the entire Hegemon-Wu Tribe.

Although many people did not know what had happened, seeing even the Clan Leader flee, they thought it best to run as well.

But their escape was destined to fail.

Because just as the Clan Leader was about to reach the back gate of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe and flee, a blinding bolt of lightning struck down directly.

Rumble!

With a crash that shook the heavens, the lightning instantly appeared above the head of the Clan Leader.

The Clan Leader let out a desperate wail, trying to resist with all his cultivation level.

But how could such trifling abilities withstand Heavenly Thunder?

The lightning effortlessly penetrated the black aura shield gathered above his head, striking down on his head.

Sizzle!

Accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity, a strong scent of roasted meat instantly spread throughout the scene.

The lightning finally dissipated, and in the field lay the dry, charred remains of the Clan Leader who was just lively a moment ago.

Everyone’s face turned pale.

The Clan Leader was one of the top experts of the entire Hegemon-Wu Tribe, yet before this lightning, he was as fragile as an ant.

Before these people could gather their wits, the thunder in the dark clouds exploded, and countless bolts of lightning shot forth like wildly dancing silver snakes, descending from the sky and enveloping the entire Hegemon-Wu fortress within.

"Oh my god, this is the end of our Hegemon-Wu!" a priest cried out in despair, then was impaled in place by a bolt of lightning straight from above.

Amidst the torrential rain-like downpour of lightning, this was but an ordinary spectacle.

Finally.

When the lightning gradually dissipated, the once prosperous Hegemon-Wu fortress was utterly reduced to ruins, and the tribe’s people turned into charred remains, dead beyond dead.

But in contrast, the captives were unharmed, staring blankly at the scene.

Just then, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice emerged from the dark clouds.

"The Hegemon-Wu Tribe is vanquished, your great vengeance avenged, you are free to go."

With that, the Dharma Seals binding these captives shattered and lost their effect, freeing even the bound souls.

Subsequently, these people all knelt on the ground, bowing in gratitude towards the sky.

"Thank you, my lord, for saving us!"

"Thank you, my lord, for avenging us!"

The voices of gratitude soared towards the heavens.

Xue An, above the dark clouds, smiled faintly and said, "Alright, now that things have been dealt with here, it’s time to head to the Witch God Cult!"

"Uh... yes!" Shu Ling’er, who had fallen into a daze, shuddered and regained her senses, then quickly nodded.

"I will lead the way!"

With that, she rushed forward ahead.

At this moment, her fear was at its peak.

Earlier, on the battlefield, she persuaded Xue An to save her, feeling quite pleased initially. But on the way to the Witch God Cult, Xue An insisted on detouring through the Hegemon-Wu Tribe.

At the time, Shu Ling’er thought he merely wanted to collect some of the Three-Sign Lord’s riches, but she didn’t expect Xue An to act so decisively.

He directly brought a hundred thousand thunders and with a flip of his hand, annihilated the entire Hegemon-Wu fortress.

Is this the means of a Saint? Shu Ling’er thought in a bit of a trance.