Zither Emperor Chapter 274 Chapter 81 Behemoth's Number One Warrior Part 1_

274: Chapter 81: Behemoth’s Number One Warrior (Part 1)_1 274: Chapter 81: Behemoth’s Number One Warrior (Part 1)_1 Santos looked at Ye Yinzhu with some surprise, but he clearly didn’t take Ye Yinzhu and Zi seriously.

Even if both of the people in front of him were transformed from rank Nine Beasts, he didn’t care at all.

Golden Behemoths are Advanced rank Nine superior magical beasts.

And he, Santos, was even more outstanding as the first expert among the Golden Behemoths, the mander of the Behemoth Beasts at the Thor Hammer Fortress.

In the entire Thunder God Tribe, his status was second only to Guti.

Even in the Beastman’s World of the Northernmost Wilderness, his illustrious reputation was known by all Beastmen.

Back in the day, Santos had single-handedly annihilated two rank Nine Giant Dragons.

His power far surpassed that of the other Golden Behemoths; so much so that many said Santos was most likely to evolve into a rank Ten Demon Beast.

“Didn’t you hear what I asked you?” A formidable pressure rushed toward Ye Yinzhu and Zi in a straight line.

This ability to condense aura in one direction, even the current Zi couldn’t possess, pared to an ordinary Golden Behemoth.

The immense pressure caused Ye Yinzhu’s breath to hitch, his shoulder shaking slightly.

It was only after two gentle breaths flowed into his body along his arms that he was able to break free from the pressure—the aura of the Gold Armor Forbidden Insect was enough to withstand any pressure brought by a rank Nine Beast.

This time, Santos was truly surprised.

In the face of the pressure he had released, the purple-haired man showed no change in expression at all, and the other human, who had just hurried back, shook a bit but quickly recovered to normal, as if his pressure had no effect on them whatsoever.

A sense of alertness filled him, and Santos subconsciously stopped his advance.

“Big brother, don’t you recognize me?” Zi raised his head, calmly said as he looked at Santos.

Hearing the title “big brother,” not only was Santos stunned, but Ye Yinzhu was also taken aback.

Santos stared at Zi in astonishment, “You, who are you?”

Zi said indifferently, “Over a decade ago, a boy from the Golden Behemoth Tribe made a vow in front of the Beast God alongside his younger brother.

‘I, Santos, will always protect my younger brother’s safety for as long as I live.

Even if he doesn’t have a shred of strength, he will forever be my most beloved brother.

Any enemy who dares to harm him, I will tear them to shreds with my own hands.'”

As he spoke, Zi’s eyes suddenly shone brightly, and from them, Ye Yinzhu clearly saw something crystalline.

“You, you’re Zi?” Santos roared in a low voice, a flash of gold, and his massive figure instantly transformed into a human shape, being a burly man with short golden hair.

With a face as if chiseled from stone, the terrifying pressure did not diminish even as he shifted into human form.

His eyes glittering with gold were now filled with a mix of shock and disbelief.

Zi’s calm voice now had a tremble to it, “There was a Behemoth child, who, when he was young, had no strength.

In the eyes of all his tribesmen, he was nothing but a waste.

Other children would grow stronger as they got older, but he grew more and more like a human child as he aged.

He had no strength, but no one ever dared to bully him because he had a brother, a great and powerful brother.

Anyone who dared to bully him, his brother would drive them away.

His brother, like a guardian deity, forever standing in front of him, shielding him from all dangers.”

Tears streamed uncontrollably down Zi’s face as he looked at Santos, his eyes visibly clouding over with emotion.

Santos let out an angry roar, shaking the stone buildings nearby, “Zi, you really are my brother, Zi.” Suddenly, with a leap, Santos was in front of Zi, his hands, stronger than pincers, violently grasping Zi’s shoulders.

The needle-like golden short hair on his head stood upright, and his golden eyes had turned blood red.

“Big brother,” Zi yelled, flinging his arms open, not only shaking off Santos’s hands but also tightly embracing him.

Ye Yinzhu stood to the side, unable to have imagined that Zi had relatives in this world.

From Zi’s words, he understood how much Zi’s big brother had meant to him.

He felt genuinely happy for Zi from the bottom of his heart.

“This isn’t the place to talk, let’s go back to your place first,” Ye Yinzhu said, having learned to stay calm after this trip to the Northernmost Wilderness.

Santos looked up, a fierce light flashing in his eyes as he looked at Ye Yinzhu, “And who are you?”

Zi released his embrace of his brother, “Big brother, he is my best brother.

Yin Zhu is right, let’s go to my place first.”

Santos’s brow furrowed slightly, “When in one’s own home, why the need to hide and sneak around?

With me here, within Thor Hammer Fortress, who can do anything to you?

Is it that bastard Aetoa who wants to harm you?

I’ll go twist his head off right now.”

“Big brother, don’t be impulsive.

Listen to me.

It’s not Aetoa who intends to harm us, but the ruler of the entire Beastman Clan.” Zi’s voice became urgent and cold, a strong hatred flashing through his purple eyes.

Santos was stunned.

“Zi, what do you mean by that?

If that’s the case, e with me.

It’s much safer at my place than yours.”

Zi nodded at Ye Yinzhu, and the two followed the towering figure of Santos weaving through the Fortress.

Under Santos’ lead, they soon arrived at an immensely large courtyard.

Here, each stone house was over twenty meters tall; the scale of the buildings was parable to that of the Thunder God merce Society.

As soon as they entered, Ye Yinzhu felt the presence of many Behemoth Beasts.

It seemed they had arrived at the lair of the Behemoth Beasts within Thor Hammer Fort.

The gate was guarded by two tall, Frenzied Behemoths.

Seeing Santos return, they hurriedly opened the gate respectfully and let the three of them in.

Santos led Zi and Ye Yinzhu into the largest stone house in the courtyard, and as soon as he closed the door, he asked eagerly, “Zi, what is going on?

What exactly happened to our family back then?

When I returned, Guti told me you all were dead, destroyed by the Dragon Clan’s sneak attack.

Our father died, mother died, you died.

Even your bodies were cremated.

At that time, I felt like I was going insane.

For years I was immersed in hatred but didn’t know who the enemy was.

I was so full of rage.

Since you’re not dead, could it be that our parents are also still alive?

Where are they?”

Hearing Santos’ barrage of questions, the coldness and resentment in Zi’s eyes intensified, “Of course, Guti would say that to you.

At that time, he sent you off to war, just not wanting to lose you, the Behemoth Tribe’s first warrior.

Big brother, you still don’t understand.

If it were a sneak attack by the Dragon Clan, why was it only our home that was destroyed?

If it was really a sneak attack by the Dragon Clan, wouldn’t Guti and his men have reacted at all?

Everything was done by Guti.

Yes, I’m still alive, but our parents really did die.

They died protecting me.

It’s my fault, I brought disaster upon our family.”

Santos froze, unable to believe what he was hearing from Zi, “Why?

Why would this happen?

Our home is a distinguished family within the Behemoth Tribe.

Though there are only four of us, who within the Behemoth Tribe doesn’t know my, Santos’, fame?

Why would Guti do such a thing?

Zi, what is going on?”

Zi took a deep breath, his eyes burning as he looked at his big brother, “Because I am an Amethyst Behemoth.”

Santos trembled, being the strongest among the Gold Behemoths, he knew what those words, Amethyst Behemoth, meant.

He looked at his brother in astonishment, “Amethyst Behemoth, isn’t that just a mythical existence?

How can you…”

The cold light flickered in Zi’s eyes, his voice chilling: “If it weren’t for my being an Amethyst Behemoth, how could such a disaster have befallen our family?

Our parents died because of this.

I’ve been different from other Behemoth kids since childhood, not because I am a failure, but because I inherited the amethyst bloodline passed down from ancient times.”

Santos said, “But, isn’t the Amethyst Behemoth the first divine beast of our Beastman Clan according to the legends?

Why, why would Guti want to kill you?”

Zi replied, “Ambition.

He feared my emergence would threaten his position in the Thunder God Tribe.

Big brother, you’re too naive.

Don’t forget, the Amethyst Behemoth has another title, that is, the Beast Emperor.

Which ruler would want to see a powerful being capable of threatening their rule arise?

The Amethyst Behemoth isn’t just a mythical existence; almost every thousand years, one would appear.

The reason they haven’t emerged on the Continent apart from Ancient times is that the rulers of our Beastman Clan would immediately extinguish them in their youth as soon as they discovered their existence!”

A faint amethyst glow emanated from Zi, the unique aura of the Amethyst Behemoth.

Although it had no pressure, the immense aura of a superior being proved everything to Santos.

Santos, worthy of being the first warrior of the Behemoths, didn’t feel fear even in the face of the Amethyst Behemoth’s pressure.

His eyes flickered fiercely, as if he was contemplating something.

Zi did not interrupt him, standing quietly there, his expression growing even more somber.

What he wanted to know most now was whether the Santos in front of him was still the big brother who always protected him and loved him as a child.

Suddenly, Santos pulled Zi aside and strode towards the outside.

“Big brother, what are you doing?” Zi quickly grabbed Santos’ arm with a swift step.

Fortunately, the current Santos was not in his true form, and with Zi having progressed close to rank Nine, he managed to hold back the unmatched strength of the first warrior of the Behemoth.

(To be continued.

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