Chapter 525
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The Behemoth Plains.
The moment they stepped out of the teleportation magic array.
All thirty-two Behemoths stood frozen in place.
They stared ahead at the four Golden Behemoths locked in pairwise combat.
Then they glanced at Nola, the Golden Behemoth who had brought them here.
Their entire bodies stiffened.
Their mouths gaped open, wearing expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Some Behemoths even plopped down on the ground, their bodies trembling, faces filled with sheer horror.
F-five Golden Behemoths?!
Were their eyes deceiving them?
Or were they dreaming?
Otherwise—
How could they possibly see five Golden Behemoths all at once!
"I... you... this..."
Trelisa, the chieftain of the Behemoth tribe, stammered out these words.
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