At this moment, everyone was looking into the distance, as if facing the apocalypse for the first time, a primal fear filling their hearts.
A powerful aura was spreading.
Accompanied by the distant volcano and the black smoke filling the air, everyone's expressions shifted from the certainty of victory to slightly solemn.
For ordinary people, it was like this, but for the professionals, it felt like every day was dragging on like torture, as if every minute and second was an ordeal, a feeling of being crushed by invisible pressure.
"Roar..."
A massive roar echoed through the jungle.
It seemed urgent, angry, and frightening.
Under everyone's gaze, giant trees toppled, the so-called flames unable to obstruct the approaching monster.
A Behemoth appeared before everyone.
Except, compared to the Behemoth that had fallen on the ground earlier, this one suddenly emerged with golden fur, each strand like it was forged from gold, exuding an exceptionally luxurious feeling.
