1968. Chapter 1968 A life-threatening challenge 10
The arena is paved with hard granite.
"Bang!" The ground shook violently.
I saw a huge figure ten meters high suddenly descending from the sky, standing firmly in front of Castile and the other four sect masters.
It is King Behemoth. Not only is it much taller than the ordinary golden Behemoth, but its limbs are so thick that they are almost out of proportion to the body. It looks full of explosive power. The golden fur is spread around the body like a waterfall, and under the sun
Golden light exudes under the refraction. He is wearing a thick animal skin coat and a crown made of pure gold. In the center of the yellow light is a bright black gemstone. His face is ferocious yet majestic, and his hands are wrapped around
With his chest raised and his body standing straight on the spot, he naturally exudes a natural domineering aura.
The most terrifying thing is that he carries a giant sword eight meters long on his shoulder. This is probably the legendary first divine weapon of the beast tribe, the God-given Divine Sword.
The origin of this sword cannot be traced so far. It has existed since the birth of the beast tribe. Only the kings of Behemoth in the past have the ability to pull out this sword, which is powerful enough to break the world.
When the dozens of disciples behind the three sect masters saw Queen Behemoth, their expressions suddenly changed. They felt great pressure from King Behemoth, as if a huge mountain was pressing on their shoulders, and their bodies were trembling slightly.
"Pseudo-god-level golden Behemoth!"
Castiel judged King Beamon's true strength at a glance under close inspection, and he couldn't help being shocked. King Beamon's strength was far beyond his imagination.
Previously, King Behemoth had been deliberately hiding his aura, but now that he was standing on the ring, he no longer had to hide anything.
Clemont and Hamilan also felt huge waves in their hearts. They looked at King Beamon's face with an extremely solemn expression and put away their always proud hearts.
If King Behemoth only had pseudo-god-level strength, the three sect leaders wouldn’t be so surprised. The key lies in Behemoth’s innate skill, Madness!
The pseudo-god-level Behemoth enters the state of madness. What a terrifying situation it is. It is simply unimaginable that the power after madness will increase by more than a hundred times. This strength may even be able to deal with true god-level masters.
What's even more terrifying is that he also carries the legendary artifact of the beast tribe!
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"This...this is so terrifying than King Meng's strength!"
Beside Mu Bai, Dilong suddenly walked over, looking at the arena in front of him from a distance, and said with a surprised look on his face.