Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 57 Behemoth
"Congratulations to Lei Mo Bloodhoof for being promoted to the elder rank!"

Lei Mo, who had just stepped into the meeting hall, was taken aback by the orderly voice. Dozens of tauren covered Lei Mo's sky.

As a last resort, Lei Mo levitated to avoid being overwhelmed by the dark clouds.

Can't help complaining in my heart: "What's the situation? No more meetings?"

"This is a surprise for every newly promoted elder. Haha, don't worry about it. Everyone just follows the tradition. As for whether it's a surprise or a shock, it's none of our business!"

A dark and majestic giant tauren hummed with a laugh.

"Forehead--"

Lei Mo was really speechless, wondering if it was the bad taste left by the eight ancestors!

"Elders! I have a report!"

Too lazy to be too wordy, Lei Mo started talking directly.

"I was traveling in the human territory, and I broke through to the sanctuary by chance. I returned to the bloodhoof to visit my friends, but the bloodhoof tribe was slaughtered!"

"After my investigation, I learned that the group that raided Bloodhoof was an organization called the Fang Tribe, and the forces behind it are unknown."

Lei Mo's continuous narration gave a general report on the situation of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

"Oh——the sanctuary is on the human side, and the title for those above the ninth level is more specific than the elder level."

"There are also elders in many tribes, and the titles are confusing."

Seeing that all the elders were looking at him, Lei Mo thought that the title Sanctuary caused a misunderstanding.

"Fang tribe?"

Crewe Ashes repeated, his eyes lost in confusion, apparently he had never heard of this force.

"It is said that the Fang tribe is composed of many races. As far as I know, there are tiger heads!"

Lei Mo told the news he had heard from Raging Flame Great Axe.

"This group of people is said to be a tribe, but it is similar to a bandit organization. They keep recruiting bandits, and those who refuse to accept will be wiped out."

"The Bloodhoof Tribe has either been affected by Chiyu, or they have power and are deliberately weakening the foundation of the Tauren clan!"

Lei Mo's eloquence was endless, and he continued to narrate.

"I suspect that the Tusk Tribe is just a code name, they have a larger and more orderly organization!"

"In order to chase down a gang of bandits, they can cross nearly [-] kilometers. They are definitely not an ordinary gang of bandits!"

I don't know what Lei Mo's words shocked everyone, dozens of elders suddenly became serious, and they all looked at Grand Elder Crewe Ashes.

Crewe Ashes opened his mouth, his Adam's apple twitched, and he opened his mouth slowly.

"The previous inference is not wrong, there are multiple forces united against us!"

"boom--"

In the meeting hall, fighting spirit suddenly boiled, and it was natural for the tauren to get close.

The fiery temper and strong fighting power are the stereotypes that the tauren give to the outside world.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Trouble me with the tauren, kill them!"

"We don't need the ancestors to come forward, we can destroy them!"

"Hooho-"

The roof of the meeting hall was almost thrown out.

The herd of cows was furious, and the steam emitted from the cows' mouths reduced the visibility in the hall.

Crewe Ashes didn't suppress the noise of the elders, but looked at Lei Mo!
"There are no survivors of the Bloodhoof tribe?"

A voice entered Lei Mo's ears.

Lei Mo was startled, but then relieved, there is no way to communicate in the hall without sound transmission.

"There are still survivors. I only know that the Tusk tribe dispatched the sanctuary. The survivors are too weak. They only describe a kind of monster. I wonder whose familiar it is!"

Lei Mo is trying to correct the name of the tauren, the sanctuary replaces the elder, and the magic pet replaces the war beast.

"This is a kind of monster similar to a hippopotamus. It is gray in color and more than ten meters long. It has huge fangs, its ears are a bit like human ears, and its palms have long sharp claws. It can walk upright and run on all fours. It roars. Like thunder!"

Lei Mo looked at the Great Elder - Crewe Ashes, and continued.

Following Lei Mo's description, Crewe Ashes' eyes became more and more shocked, and finally turned into an exclamation.

"Bemon Behemoth!"

"This is the giant Beamon of the Beamon orcs, damn Beamon!"

"Sure enough, they really are playing tricks! It's been 10 years, and I still don't give up!"

Crewe Ashes roared again and again, and the noise in the trembling meeting hall disappeared.

Everyone stared at Grand Elder Crewe Ashes in dumbfounded.

"Is it really a Beamon orc?"

The elders couldn't believe their ears.

Bimon orcs are weaker than tauren, but that is the case of adding eight ancestors.

Just compared to the strong men in the clan, the Bimeng orcs are even stronger than the tauren!

As far as the elders present here, which force they least want to conflict with, the one they least want to face is the Beamon orc.

"Beamon orcs and Behemoths are two species, but they can also be said to be one species!"

Seeing Lei Mo's confused face, an elder explained to him.

"The Behemoth Beast was born of Beamon Beastmen, and the descendants of Beamon Beastmen have a certain probability of returning to their ancestors."

The Great Elder Krue Ashes spoke, but no emotion could be heard in his voice.

"An authentic Beamon beastman, eight meters tall, with a blue face and long fangs, with a bluish-gray skin overall, and a very strong physique."

"Their beasts may be their brothers and sisters. They cooperate with each other tacitly, and there is no need to sign any contract."

"It's much more tacit than our war beasts. We don't know the master-servant contract. We can only eat and live with the war beasts and cultivate relationships."

Lei Mo was stunned by the words of Great Elder Crewe Ashes.

"Ah-this-this!"

"The magic pet is my brother and sister, and the child born may return to the ancestors. Is there reproductive isolation?"

"Then—beastmen and orcs?"

The thoughts in Lei Mo's mind began to fly, a little unstoppable.

"Oh, there are none of these, I can't think about it, I can't think about it! The picture is so beautiful—I can't imagine it."

Thinking of the Behemoth Behemoth's body length of more than ten meters, its head like a hippopotamus, its ferocious fangs, and its blue-gray skin.

Lei Mo couldn't help shivering, and quickly put away his flying thoughts.

"According to Crewe Ashes' description, the Beamon orcs are not much better, maybe they are a perfect match!"

There were many thoughts in his head, not to delay the narration of Great Elder Crewe Ashes.

"There are nearly two hundred sanctuary powerhouses in the Bimon tribe, and there are also those who are suspected to be above the sanctuary!"

The Great Elder finally used the title that Lei Mo brought, and it might feel more fluent, so he continued.

"According to the ancestors, the so-called sanctuary of the Behemoth orcs has just entered a mysterious state. Killing ordinary sanctuaries is like killing chickens and dogs, but the essence has not been improved."

"The sanctuary limit!"

This word naturally came to Lei Mo's mind. The sanctuary of the Beamon orcs is not at the god level, so what about the eight ancestors?
"Have the eight ancestors broken through?"

Lei Mo couldn't help asking out his inner doubts.

"Not at all! According to the ancestor, on the mainland, the only one who made a clear breakthrough is Queen Serafur."

Crewe Ashes said affirmatively.

"It seems that the Great Elder is a very old sanctuary. I don't know how long he has lived? Do you know the news of the highest plane?"

Lei Mo couldn't help but want to ask again.

"With so many strong people, why doesn't anyone go to the highest plane or the plane of God to seek a breakthrough?"

"Huh? What is the highest plane? What is the god plane?"

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