191. Neighboring camp (2)

The son of the sun technique was one of Dexter's trump cards when it comes to abilities. However, after he lost his brothers, he never considered to keep growing his power as he was feeling down.

But now he has to get to the root of what happened the previous day.

'18. 18 of those creatures.' Dexter thought as he counted the bats up ahead.

'I don't have a weapon with me, so I can only...' Dexter's eyes then glowed bright read and his finger nails elongated.

He breathed in and out before he sent a lightning bolt towards the bats to strike a building behind them.

*Boom!*

The loud explosion caused the creatures to screech in panic and fly in all directions, which is what Dexter was aiming for.

He leapt forward towards the first one, putting all his fingers together, with his hand like a blade, he sliced the neck of one of the bats, making it unable to make any noise and it then died.