The Golden Behemoth is powerful.

As a beast, its strength even surpasses that of the White Dragon, which relies solely on its ability to fly. If it were to battle on land, the White Dragon wouldn’t even have a fifty percent chance of victory.

Most terrifying of all, it possesses remarkable intelligence. To save its companion, this massive creature, which could have harmed its enemies, actually bowed its precious head.

Loyalty?

No.

It’s merely a forced compromise.

But Chen Feng, who accomplished this feat, still gained everyone’s support. The monster that was in a frenzy just a moment ago had become a submissive under the leader’s feet, and without a doubt, this scene ignited adrenaline in most people.

Enslaving the giant beast.

When everyone saw how much the Golden Behemoth cared for its companion, they all detected its weakness. With such a threat, most had already envisioned a long-term scenario.

Even Wei Xun couldn’t help but clench his fists with a look of delight. As the group leader in combat, he knew full well how advantageous it would be for Order to subdue such a giant beast.

Not to mention its immense strength; with just a wave of its hand, it could easily crush so-called insects and wild beasts. Just standing on top of it, Chen Feng could make Order a complete domain on its own.

The Economic Development Zone, Bridge East, Gutang Port, and the city that had just been conquered not long ago; by this time, Order was no longer the small role that once spoke in babbling tones, but had become a large city of over three hundred thousand people.

Human ambition can grow.

Like Wei Xun, in the beginning, he only wanted to survive, but as Order’s territory gradually expanded, he, too, felt an indescribable thrill.

And now, with the news of Chen Feng’s subjugation of the Golden Behemoth being relayed back, one can imagine how frenzied the entire Order would become.

Then, the human heart could be used, and Order’s territory could be infinitely expanded.

This thought wasn’t exclusive to Wei Xun. As Chen Feng’s power grew step by step, the status of these people also rose accordingly. They enjoyed the feeling of being served by countless others; how could they be willing to return to the days of not having enough to eat?

Order is growing.

Ambition is growing.

Greed is also growing.

Yet, just when the ambition-driven minds led by Wei Xun were still musing on maximizing the might of the Golden Behemoth, Chen Feng’s sword suddenly put a halt to their plans.

How strong was Chen Feng after his transformation?

As a Blazing Demon reaching the Golden Tier, Chen Feng had successively fused the blood of demons, Red Dragons, and White Dragons, making his power hit an extraordinarily high level.

In a one-on-one combat, Chen Feng couldn’t approach the Golden Behemoth at first because, as a pure beast, its defense was impervious.

But now...

This terrifying giant beast actually stood beneath his feet, and killing it might be the only and best chance.

Although the Golden Behemoth sensed an impending crisis, within seconds, it was powerless.

Taking its companion hostage, I have to compromise.

I am so powerful, how could you bear to kill me?

The Golden Behemoth’s thinking was simple. As a creature with intelligence, it could perceive some shallow life paths, and with such power, it knew its significance to Chen Feng.

Under rational circumstances, Chen Feng would never kill it, and this was the best chance to rescue its companion.

However...

The Golden Behemoth ignored Chen Feng’s caution.

The latter’s temperament allowed him to nip danger in the bud when it was still just a possibility.

The Golden Behemoth is very powerful.

If he could subdue it, Chen Feng would undoubtedly enhance his prowess significantly, and with the Inferior Demon, Flora, several Summoned Beasts, plus this terrifying Behemoth, the world would be his to venture into.

Yet, precisely because of the Golden Behemoth’s power, it also became its death warrant.

Too many unstable factors existed with the Golden Behemoth. Now, it was tied down by its companions, but if one day this Behemoth dies or both sides seize an opportunity for revenge, setting each other’s venues will inevitably result in brutal treatment.

Even a mighty crocodile cannot be kept as a pet indoors; only by skinning it to make wallets and belts will it truly suit human aesthetics.

The Golden Behemoth must die.

Its human-like intelligent mind could never have imagined that the moment it lowered its head for its companion, it had already received Chen Feng’s invitation to death.

A Dark Elf beside observed and, after witnessing Chen Feng’s decision, her eyes narrowed and the next second she drew her bow and shot an arrow.

Murderous intent was evident in the Dark Elf’s calm gaze; in an instant, an arrow filled with the power of death pierced through the Golden Behemoth’s brow. The giant didn’t even have time to react before a stream of scarlet blood spilled out.

Two fatal injuries.

The Golden Behemoth, full of resentment, its power hadn’t even been fully displayed before it was suddenly struck by Chen Feng. Its consciousness fell into darkness, and flame instantly invaded its interior. At such a time, a stench of brain matter even splattered onto Chen Feng.

Death.

The creature that had lived on Death Island for who knows how many years perished in this manner at the hands of Chen Feng and before its companions.

The surviving Behemoth went crazy.

Its scarlet eyes gazed at everything; compared to humans, perhaps the emotional ties between beasts were purer. Seeing its enormously powerful companion die so tragically in trying to save it, its energy surged like a blizzard before eruption, faintly carrying a sense of icy illusion.

However, its body was also exhausted; keeping the stabbing posture, Chen Feng ordered the Inferior Demon, who lifted its arm and hammered down on the Behemoth’s temple, throat, and other weak points.

Death.

Descended once more.

The two beasts, though powerful, lacked insight into human nature, and died in this ironically dramatic scene, right in front of everyone.

Chen Feng sniffed.

The blood of the Golden Behemoth, like the sweetest drink in the world, urged Chen Feng to savor a spoonful, but he hesitated.

Bathing in White Dragon’s blood had already sounded an alarm for Chen Feng.

As a demon, using blood baths to acquire strength is a shortcut, but it’s also a road of no return.

These bloods harbor the enmity of the deceased; once too much is absorbed, his own will would become confused, and sanity would be gradually suppressed.

He bit his tongue hard.

Chen Feng slowly regained his clarity as he looked at the two giant beasts nearby; a sudden thought emerged in his mind...