1817.Chapter 1817 The battle to subdue the war behemoth begins.
"He was not seriously injured!"
The panting war beast was shocked when he saw the situation on Augustine. He had just used a war trample skill, which almost consumed all the power in his body. With the strength he has left now, he is no match for Augustine.
Augustine reached out and patted the dust off his body, secretly rejoicing that if Mu Bai hadn't given him an artifact-level armor, he would have survived the war trampling move just now by the giant war beast with just the defense power of his petrified skin.
He had to be seriously injured.
Twisting his neck, Augustine grinned, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth. The gaze in his one-eyed eye stared at the giant war beast, as if looking at the prey he had killed.
The war beast's heart beat wildly for no reason, and he subconsciously took three steps back.
"It's time to call it a day."
Augustine's figure flashed, and he swung the iron rod. The invisible blade seemed to cut through the space, creating a long space crack and slashing at the war beast in the middle.
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"Damn! Waste! Waste! Waste! Just a big waste!"
Inside the political hall of the royal palace.
The demon dragon was sitting on the throne, observing what was happening on the battlefield with his mind at this moment, when he was so angry that he flew into a rage.
The remaining three beast kings were shocked when they saw the reaction of the demon dragon. The powerful ape king stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty, did the war beasts lose the first battle?"
"Impossible!" Behemoth, another level 11 behemoth, was shocked. "As long as that divine beast doesn't take action, how can anyone in the human legion be the opponent of the war behemoth?"
The Snake Queen wrinkled her straight nose slightly, and said with a smile: "I think that idiot must have read your Majesty's explanation, otherwise how could there be an accident?"
"Hmph, hum..." The demon dragon held back his anger and panted heavily.
"Bang!" There was an explosion.
Suddenly, he slapped the armrest of the throne with his palm, and the throne made of pure gold suddenly turned into a ball of powder.
The three beast kings were frightened and did not dare to speak. They lowered their heads and quietly paid attention to the face of the demon dragon with nervous expressions.
"I'm so angry!"
The demon dragon raised its head and roared angrily, the sound was like thunder, and the ceiling beams of the entire hall were shaking violently, as if they were collapsing.