"Alright, let us see today if the three of you can keep me here."
The Behemoth King's eyes showed a touch of anger and agitation, and a thunderous sound erupted.
"Behemoth King, you've existed for too long. This continent does not need entities outside the Alliance of the Gods. If you are willing to sign the covenant today, you can leave; if not, then you shall not leave today."
A soft sigh was heard; it was the words of the figure wearing a crown on the left, the Purple Gold Flower King.
The figure wearing a crown on the right was more direct, as a powerful Divine Domain had already spread across the entire firmament, covering the sky.
"Alright, alright!"
"But just three High-tier Divine Domains, and you dare act so."
"It seems you humans have forgotten the terror of the Behemoth Race!"
