The Tribes Surrender

"You are stronger than I imagined."

Yu Yun looked at Eli and took a deep breath, but his battle intent gradually rose.

As the top genius of the Feathermen Race for nearly a thousand years, he believed that he was the one who was destined to revive the Feathermen Race. He thought that the person in front of him was just an obstacle on his path. Even if the enemy looked very strong, he was not afraid at all. After all, he was also an existence at the peak of the four-ringed Radiant Sun!

With so many things on his back, he would definitely not lose!

"Come on, let me see what a mage is!" Yu Yun roared and looked at Eli.

At the same time, his huge wings spread out, and a storm that was hundreds of meters tall swept up around him. He roared angrily, and even the sky darkened quite a bit. There was even a faint rumble of thunder in the sky, and the storm was surrounded by lightning. Yu Yun was in the middle of it, looking at Eli with determination.