"You ants, all of you must die!"
At this moment, the Golden Armor Beast Emperor roared thunderously.
The beast's eyes, filled with dense blood threads, seemed like two blazing crimson suns.
The killing intent and madness within were like surging lava, hot and terrifying.
The light deep in the pupils seemed to freeze countless beings' despair and fear, making one's blood run cold.
The recent life-and-death experience, a near-death sense, was undoubtedly a nightmare for this proud and mighty Beast Emperor.
An indelible humiliation, enough for it to remember for a lifetime, it was also a painful memory that could never be forgotten.
Even the Beast Emperor was pushed to the brink of life and death by a mere Eighth Grade ant, the feeling of almost perishing filled it with infinite anger and hatred.
If not for being in this special environment right now.
If not for the other Beast Gods watching from behind, needing it to continue living.
