"Please save my other tribesmen as well!" The Lion King said to Bexia earnestly. Living a primitive life, they were very direct, without any roundabout habits. If they liked something, they liked it; if they needed help, they genuinely sought it, without any hint of embarrassment.
"No problem, but let me say something beforehand," Bexia spoke slowly. "What Heitong just said is true. This plague is indeed alive, and there is something controlling it from behind."
As Bexia's words fell, the surroundings immediately quieted down. It was almost unbelievable, but it was a fact. Besides Bexia confirming it himself, Christine had also mentioned the same to him.
Even if Bexia himself wasn't certain, who was Christine? She was already a Saint who had begun practicing the mysteries of soul power! How strong was her perception? She had mentioned it, so Bexia had no doubts.
"Something dares to harm my tribe!" The Lion King felt an uncontrollable rage. The aura of a monarch burst out from him, although he restrained himself from causing too much impact. However, his fierce and wild aura, like that of a ferocious beast, was still quite unsettling.
The Lion King was pretty impressive, truly living up to his title!
Even though only Baizhi, Heitong, and the tiny Bebe in the room seemed to share this sentiment...
"I just had a confrontation with that monster, and I have a feeling it might come looking for us!" Bexia said, unable to determine the exact strength of the plague monster. However, based on his feeling, it definitely surpassed the levels of ordinary monarchs. Perhaps not a Saint, but likely a top-tier monarch whose power could sweep through the entire orc tribe.
"And the opponent is strong, at least possessing the strength of a top-tier monarch!" Bexia honestly revealed, causing the orc tribe members to fall into contemplation, especially the Lion King, who furrowed his brow deeply.
"I wonder when this monster will arrive?" The Lion King asked with a furrowed brow.
"I'm not too sure about that..." Bexia hadn't finished his sentence when he felt the ground trembling, the booming sound like rolling thunder.
"So it's here already!" Bexia immediately corrected himself, having sensed the ominous aura of the plague.
"Heiyuan, go and fetch the artifact. The rest of you, come with me to face this battle!" The Lion King addressed the champion ape behind him, and together with the others, they took to the skies and headed towards the direction from where the rumbling sound emanated.
"Let's go check it out too!" Bexia followed closely, and upon reaching the sky, seeing the monster that emerged ahead left him astonished. This creature was truly massive!
Estimated to be no less than ten thousand meters, its limbs were like colossal pillars holding up the sky. Though moving slowly, each step covered an immense distance. The terrifying weight crushed the earth, leaving it with depressions everywhere. Especially with a toxic volcano several kilometers high on its back, wherever the plague passed, not a blade of grass grew, and countless lives disappeared with each step.
"How is Christine feeling?" Bexia was no longer able to gauge the strength of the plague giant, so he turned to Christine, who was the strongest among them.
"They are on par with my strength, essentially at the Saint level. However, they have already comprehended some of the mysteries of the plague's power, so I may not necessarily win!"
"I see." Christine's words were clear, but it wasn't what he wanted to hear. Nonetheless, upon reflection, it made sense. After all, Christine had just ascended to the rank of Saint.
"By the way, do you have confidence in using immortal weapons?" Bexia thought of Arahtys' collection. It was said that Christine condensed her weapons through her own power, and he had never equipped Christine with anything.
"Although only part of the power can be exerted, with immortal-grade weapons, there should be no problem dealing with it!"
"I have some immortal-grade equipment, Christine, you can go find them yourself!" Bexia said, opening the door to the subspace.
"Master, please wait a moment!" Christine nodded and walked into the subspace. Immortal-grade artifacts were not something that could be used readily and required some time for adaptation.
At this moment, the Lion King had already gone to intercept the Plague Behemoth, and there were already orc warriors ahead of him. Among them was a lion-man who appeared elderly but possessed the strength of a formidable monarch.
The Lion King and the elderly lion-man probably had some kind of relationship, possibly even father and son. Both of them were at the level of monarchs, joining forces to intercept the Plague Behemoth. As for the other champions, they were no match, after all, the Plague Behemoth was of the saint rank!
So, the orc champions had already been dispatched by the Lion King to evacuate the tribes.
Unlike small-scale individual battles, creatures like Behemoths had poor agility but specialized in defense and attack. They could easily cause far more destructive force than peers of the same level, with astonishing defense capabilities.
The Lion King and the elderly lion-man launched an attack against the Plague Behemoth, but they couldn't get close at all. The Plague Behemoth spewed out a large amount of plague-laden mucus from the plague volcano on its back, along with a heavy mist of poison, making it impossible to get close without facing the endless corrosion of the toxic mist.
"Your Majesty!" A black ape sent by him carried a huge axe wrapped in simple cloth, shouting loudly, and hurled the axe viciously towards the Lion King, catching the attention of the elderly lion-man.
"Good!" The Lion King caught the huge axe with one hand, let out a long roar, and what seemed plain and unremarkable suddenly seemed like a awakened beast. A powerful aura emerged, with strands of viscous blood energy appearing on the axe, as if a myriad of wraiths were roaring ferociously.
"Attack!" It seemed that wielding the axe was not easy for the Lion King, his whole body trembling with energy, suddenly growing to a height of more than four meters, and swung the axe at the Plague Behemoth.
The blood energy on the axe formed a blood-colored arc, with considerable power. Bexia could feel a strange power emanating from it.
"I didn't expect there to be sanctuaries in the orc tribe, and such high-level ones!" Conesy frowned as he watched the force unleashed by the swing.
"Conesy, prepare for support. Although the Lion King's attack is strong, it probably won't be enough to deal with this Plague Behemoth!" Bexia watched the attack land, causing the Plague Behemoth to be splattered with debris and even spill dark purple blood. However, in reality, it didn't cause too much actual damage.
"Roar!" The wounded Plague Behemoth finally stopped its steps, turning its gaze towards the persistent nuisance, spewing out a strong mist of poison from its mouth.
"Hiss—"
"This bad breath is rather intense!" Bexia made a candid comment, Conesy didn't laugh, but the little higanbana found his words amusing.
Yet, jokes aside, the toxicity of this mist was quite dreadful. Just a bit falling on the ground could corrode a large area of land. The Lion King wasn't just standing still, letting the attack come. He retaliated with a blood-colored slash, causing the Plague Behemoth's head to turn sideways, almost making its giant body fall over.
"Conesy is ready to support. I don't think I need to say much about getting into battle!" Bexia had been observing and noticed that the plague behemoth seemed to be provoked, and usually, when it got provoked, it would definitely unleash its ultimate move.
