The Shandia Tribe's foothold on God's Island lay in their occupation and control of many ancient ruins.
These ruins not only provided them with shelter, but also made it difficult for enemies to break through their defenses.
That was why this disadvantaged group had managed to survive under Enel and the people of Angel Island. Otherwise, they would have long since been wiped out.
At this moment, Enel had actually ambushed the chief of the Shandia Tribe while he was using the toilet and taken him hostage.
"Enel, release our chief at once!"
"Bastard! You were one of us too. Why have you become so utterly deranged?"
Amid the crumbling ruins, a group of Shandians tightly surrounded Enel, weapons drawn.
Seeing that Enel was seriously wounded, apparently from fighting some powerful opponent moments ago, they finally found the courage to face the injured Enel.
"Courting death! I said I'd kill a hundred people, and I'll start with you!"
Enel narrowed his eyes, killing intent filling them. Just because they saw that he was injured, they dared look down on him so much? They even dared call him a bastard?
The bare-chested Shandians, their heads adorned with several pheasant feathers, began to hesitate and lose their nerve. They knew Enel's methods all too well.
"Yehahaha~~"
Seeing that he had frightened the Shandians, Enel roared, "Drop your bows and crossbows, or this Thunder God will kill this old man first!"
Enel gripped the Shandia chief's throat with one hand.
The chief was merely an old man past fifty and had no ability to resist. Besides, Enel had already paralyzed his entire body with lightning.
"Don't worry about me! He's badly wounded right now. This is the perfect chance to deal with him!"
The chief did not fear death. *If my death can