Zither Emperor Chapter 762 Chapter 242 Solomon Meets Behemoth Part 2

762: Chapter 242 Solomon Meets Behemoth (Part 2) 762: Chapter 242 Solomon Meets Behemoth (Part 2) Golden Behemoth Oliver said in a deep voice, “Hurry and invite Lord Karl to wele Emperor Zi.” Having originally e from the Solomon Tribe, he was naturally more familiar with the people here.

“Ah, it’s Lord Oliver, yes, we’ll go immediately.”

The Frenzied Behemoths, perhaps too excited, rushed toward the camp in a group of seven or eight.

Oliver frowned slightly, stealing a glance at Emperor Zi, but thankfully, he did not detect any dissatisfaction in Emperor Zi’s gaze.

Eno said in a deep voice, “Everyone prepare, we may face a tough battle shortly.

If we encounter any obstacles, show no mercy, and retreat to the North.”

“Yes, Your Highness Emperor Zi.”

Before long, a massive body ran swiftly out of the camp, followed by a large number of Behemoth Beasts, including several Gold and Silver Behemoths, numbering in the dozens.

“Where is Emperor Zi, where is Emperor Zi?” The golden giant leading the way stood over twenty meters tall, and his physique was even more robust than that of Dis or Oliver, and his roaring voice reached them from afar even before he arrived.

Seeing the arrival of this Gold Behemoth, Emperor Zi knew that he must be Behemoth King Karl of Solomon Fortress, the one his elder brother had mentioned.

“I am here.” Emperor Zi’s deep and calm voice, carrying the unique essence of the Amethyst Behemoth, did not seem unusual to other Behemoth Beasts, but to Karl it was like thunder.

A powerful presence suddenly assailed him.

Though he was an exceedingly powerful being among the Gold Behemoths, nearly reaching Sub-God rank like Santos, the feeling of the aura that made his own bloodline submit caused him to tremble uncontrollably.

He didn’t even attempt to resist with his own aura, but quickly stepped forward and fell to his knees before Emperor Zi with a thump.

“Finally, the great Amethyst Behemoth has appeared.

Oh, Beast God, you have not neglected our Behemoth Tribe.

I pay my respects to Your Highness Emperor Zi.” Karl roared to the sky, tears streaming down his face as he knelt before Emperor Zi.

In terms of age, Karl was the oldest of the Behemoth Kings from the three major tribes.

Even though his strength was slightly inferior to that of Santos, he was the most respected elder among the Behemoth Tribe.

Emperor Zi stepped forward, only half as tall as Karl, but with a powerful embrace, he lifted Karl straight off the ground.

“This is the token given to me by my elder brother Santos.” Emperor Zi said as he handed Santos’s token to Karl.

Karl did not reach out to take it; his gaze was pletely fixed on Emperor Zi.

His massive body shook slightly with excitement, “No, there’s no need, absolutely no need.

Your Highness Emperor Zi, the aura you possess is the best proof.

I, Karl, have waited far too long for this day.

You have finally e, and the moment of our Behemoth Tribe’s revival is at hand.”

The other Behemoth Beasts kneeling behind Karl were still prostrate on the ground.

Emperor Zi’s usually calm gaze now showed intense emotion as he looked at his tribesmen and let out a roar to the sky.

With his roar, he immediately received a response from the Behemoth Beasts, and countless roars pierced through the air.

For a moment, the splendor of hundreds of Behemoth Beasts roaring simultaneously erupted within the camp.

Within dozens of miles, all Beastmen of various races couldn’t help but fall to the ground upon hearing this thunderous roar.

Even Solomon Fortress felt threatened by this overpowering presence.

“Karl, are all our tribesmen from the Solomon Tribe here?” When the roaring ceased, Emperor Zi immediately regained his posure.

Having listened to Ye Yinzhu’s zither music for many years and being endowed with the wise amethyst bloodline, he was not as impulsive as ordinary Behemoth Beasts.

Karl nodded and replied, “Yes, including myself, there are four Gold Behemoths, eighteen Silver Behemoths, and more than one hundred and eighty Frenzied Behemoths present here.

Your Highness Emperor Zi, as you know, in our Behemoth Tribe, neither the elderly nor the children would be found in the military camps.

Thus, all those present here are adult warriors.”

Emperor Zi nodded and manded, “Good.

Immediately have all tribesmen follow me.”

“Yes, Your Highness Emperor Zi.”

The Behemoth is one of the most powerful races among the Beastmen and also a very special one.

Behemoth Tribe members are only recognized by the various tribes after reaching adulthood.

Young Behemoth Beasts are often sent deep into the Northernmost Wilderness to grow and learn through hardships, with few young Behemoth Beasts appearing in the main tribes.

Of course, the children of the Behemoth King are exceptions.

When Behemoth Beasts reach a certain age and their bat strength declines, these elderly Behemoths voluntarily leave the group and venture deep into the Northernmost Wilderness to live out their days.

This is a tradition of the Behemoth Tribe.

Those who reach old age and leave on their own accord are given the utmost respect by their tribesmen.

Behemoths venerate only the strong and do not allow any weakness to affect the bat strength of their tribe.

Such pride is unmatched even by giant dragons.

After returning to the barracks, Karl summoned the Behemoth Beasts to join him, and just at that moment, a great cloud of dust arose in the direction of Solomon Fortress, as a vast number of Wolf Riders swarmed toward them.

Emperor Zi turned around, and the Behemoth Warriors parted to create a path, allowing their king to reach the very front of the battle formation.

Gazing at the dust raised by the Wolf Riders, Emperor Zi snorted disdainfully, “Behemoths, prepare for battle.

Line formation.”

Sharp claws gleamed in the sunlight as they sprang from the thick palms of the Behemoth Beasts, and simultaneously, a bloodthirsty light shone in the eyes of each one.

In the eyes of the Behemoths, they were the noblest among the Beastmen, and these inferior Wolf Riders were no different from ants.

Emperor Zi had no desire for excessive slaughter, but when the time came to kill, he would not be soft-hearted.

All the Behemoth Beasts spread out, each one standing twenty meters apart in a neat row, with a forty-meter distance between Golden Behemoths to ensure they could unleash their full strength without affecting their kin.

The line formation was the most monly used and most arrogant of the Behemoth Beasts’ battle formations.

As the invincible Army of Behemoths on land, they had no need to advance in depth.

They believed that a single line of battle would suffice to withstand the enemy’s charge.

Such a formation also allowed the Behemoth Beasts to exert their most formidable bat power.

Glacis, Ming Liao, Shan, and Lei stood quietly by Emperor Zi’s side, waiting for the arrival of the Wolf Riders.

An invisible aura of deadly calm emanated from the Behemoth Beasts, heavy breathing, eyes turning increasingly red, and the scent of bloodthirst created an intangible pressure that rushed toward the Wolf Riders.

When the vanguard of the Wolf Riders was about two hundred meters away from the Legion of Behemoth Beasts, under Emperor Zi’s leadership, the Qin City’s Behemoth Army let out a frenzied roar.

The tremendous sound wave, coupled with the unique oppressive might of the Behemoth Beasts, was expelled in an instant.

The Wolf Riders at the forefront simultaneously let out pained howls as they went limp, many riders crashing off their mounts.

With no bat engaged yet, the Wolf Rider Corps had already begun to suffer losses.

Boom—, the Behemoth Beasts took a synchronized step forward, roaring once again.

Facing these ultimate warriors of the Beastman Clan who were invincible on land, the Wolf Riders almost instantly lost their courage.

As Wolf Riders fell like wheat before the scythe, those who followed could no longer dare to approach, and their formations quickly dispersed to either side, unwilling to confront the Behemoth Beasts’ line formation.

An Amethyst Great Sword, larger than Emperor Zi’s own body, appeared in his grasp, pointing the sword forward, he bellowed, “March toward the North.

Those who block our path, slaughter without mercy.”

The Behemoth Beasts moved with giant strides, and amidst the quaking thunder with each step, they advanced slowly toward the North.

Their speed was not fast, but none of the several Cavalry Corps dared to obstruct them, and the fallen Wolf Riders were reduced to a mush beneath the Behemoths’ massive bodies.

Seeing the Behemoth Beasts’ hundred-inch claws that twinkled with the light of slaughter, the Wolf Riders had pletely lost all courage to approach.

This was the tyranny of the Behemoth Beasts, invincible on land, a title that was not unearned.

Of course, this was also an important reason why the three major tribes were deeply wary of the Behemoth Beasts.

These powerful Beastmen, capable of contending with giant dragons, had a disruptive effect on any battle.

By the time Karl led two hundred of his kin out of the barracks, Emperor Zi had already guided the Qin City Behemoth Army more than a kilometer away, while the Wolf Riders followed at a great distance, with none daring to approach any closer.

Karl knew Emperor Zi was waiting for him; he shouted, “For the dignity of the Behemoths!” Two hundred Behemoth Beasts quickly caught up to Emperor Zi’s group.

The original line formation became even more immense, especially the central super-formation posed of seven Golden Behemoths, the Four Sacred Beasts, and three Polar Ice Demon Apes, which exuded an even more fearsome aura.

Just as Emperor Zi was about to order the Behemoth Warriors to increase speed and retreat toward the North, the northern gate of Solomon Fortress opened once again.

This time, the sight that met the Behemoth Warriors was not the Wolf Riders but a sea of Steel Lions.

Karl’s pupils narrowed slightly as he said solemnly, “It’s Anthony’s Legion of Berserker Bear, the absolute elite force of the Solomon Tribe.”

Emperor Zi’s reply was just four simple words, “What of it?”

Indeed, what of it?

Even facing an army of fifty thousand, the only one in the Beastman’s World with equipment parable to the Humans’ Heavy Cavalry, so what?

Could they really break the title of the Behemoths being invincible on land?

No, absolutely not.

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