Beamon is strong and terrifying

This is common knowledge that children who have just started school know

But to what extent this kind of strength is, only those who really face Beamon can experience it, and will truly understand why he can have the title of undisputed king of the land in this world.

The three Treants lasted less than five minutes before being torn apart by Beamon, followed by two giant bears, who had the worst fate of all the druids.

One of them had his spine broken by Beamon, and the other had his stomach disemboweled, and all kinds of internal organs were sprinkled on the ground, making the whole ground extremely messy.

The Dryads and Wood Spirits have already begun to shift, and after losing the cover of these druids, there is no point in them continuing to stay here, and if they continue to survive, their magic may be able to play a different value.

The last remaining druid is the black dragon that is still soaring in the sky, and judging from the size of this black dragon, the black dragon that this druid has transformed has reached the level of an ancient dragon.

However, when facing a guy like Beamon, the ancient dragon alone is not enough, it is the land overlord, and the dragon that dominates the sky is only food to fill his stomach in front of him.

Don't be fooled by Beamon's appearance, thinking that Beamon resembles the giants, but in fact Beamon has a terrifying bouncing power, and they can shoot down dragons soaring through the sky and hunt by jumping, even if they don't need to throw them.

The dragon's breath made of acid kept hitting the beast's back, and the dragon's breath, which had a terrifying corrosive effect, could not do anything damage to the beast at this time.

The black dragon tried to attack with the [Dissociation Technique] again, but unfortunately this magic also did not cause any trouble to Beamon, and it did not work at all.

Seeing that this Beamon had begun to approach the battlefield, and the quicksand and swamps that appeared on the ground were completely ignored by the other party, the black dragon reluctantly gave up this conservative attack method.

You can't even hurt the other party, let alone attract the attention of the other party and slow down the pace of the other party's entry into the battlefield.

The black dragon took a deep breath, his druid companions had all been killed, he must not let the death of his companions become meaningless, and he must not retreat and retreat now that his companions are dead.

He lowered his flight altitude and came to the bottom of the clouds, a distance that was already extremely dangerous, reaching the range that Beamon's jump could reach.

Just as he had expected, Beamon, who seemed indifferent and unconcerned, was secretly ready to attack, and by the time he flew above Beamon's head, the giant beast below had already jumped up.

The ground that the giant beast had originally stepped on directly sank into, and the whistling sound in his ears was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the figure reflected in the black dragon's pupils expanded rapidly.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the black dragon began to roll and pull up its height, narrowly avoiding Beamon's claws, and when Beamon's height reached its peak and began to fall downward, the black dragon quickly flapped its wings, maintaining speed and balance.

Now it's time for him to attack, and this kind of attack doesn't need to worry about Beamon's counterattack, in a place like the sky, Beamon has no way to find a point of focus to move, that is, he can't move, and the target is falling.

The black dragon came to a place only twenty meters away from Beamon, and he began to surround Beamon, pouring his dragon breath towards Beamon, at this time his target was not Beamon's back with its solid muscles and skin, but his eyes, his abdomen, these weaknesses.

Beamon had a clear understanding of the problems he needed to face now, and he held his head with both hands, and his feet shrunk slightly, protecting his weakness like a ball.

The rain of acid falling from the sky had corroded the entire ground to unevenness, and when the falling Beamon was about to reach the ground, he changed his posture slightly, successfully unloading the kinetic energy carried by the fall, at the cost of the ground beneath his feet becoming shattered again.

Beamon roared angrily at the sky, the black dragon was so shameless, and the obscene fighting methods had succeeded in provoking him, if he was given the opportunity, he would definitely not kill the black dragon so easily.

The black dragon is also roaring, he wants to provoke Beamon, so that this Beamon will focus on himself, and change the goal from crushing the enemy's army to killing the black dragon first and then crushing the enemy's army.

The black dragon lowered his height again in an attempt to attract Beamon's attention again, causing him to jump and attack again.

Unfortunately, the Black Dragon's plan did not succeed, and Beamon let the Black Dragon's breath spill on him, and he began to move forward in the face of the fierce battle on the battlefield.

Beamon knew what the purpose of this group of druids was, and they were not afraid to hold them back, hoping to make the battlefield in the distance a foregone conclusion.

They were afraid that they would be involved in that battlefield, which was something that did not need to be doubted, based on this fact, he only had to move forward step by step, and the nasty black dragon in the sky had to lower his altitude and approach him.

The black dragon let out an angry roar, just as Beamon thought, it was Beamon who held the initiative, and he had no other better choice.

The Baltic Empire's armies on the battlefield had begun to speed up their movements, but the soldiers of the Attila Empire, under the command of Hogg, firmly controlled the defensive line.

It looked like it was about to collapse at any time, but it didn't collapse the army anyway, the general of the Baltic Empire gritted his teeth fiercely, the ground had begun to shake slightly, and the hill in his field of vision was getting bigger and bigger.

The enemy had begun to cheer, and they had become more difficult, for they had seen hope in their desperate situation, as if the sun had pierced the darkness, and the arrival of Beamon would seal the victory once and for all.

"Stop him!"

The commander of the Baltic Empire, who now had command on the battlefield, gave orders to the giants, forcing the giants who were busy killing the mammoths to split their men.

The giant cannot, and does not dare to refuse an order from the commander-in-chief, the order on the battlefield is absolute, and there is nothing wrong with the commander-in-chief's order, it is completely for the sake of victory, starting from the overall situation.

There are five giants from different ethnic groups, two Golems and three Frost Giants, the Golems are from the Ural Mountains, and the Frost Giants are originally native to Scandinavia.

They had never fought against Beamon, but judging by the way Beamon had defeated the druids, this Beamon was extremely difficult to deal with, both intellectually and in strength.

The giants are all in full swing, they didn't throw stones fast, carry out long-range attacks, the battle with the mammoth just now consumed a lot of physical strength, before the fierce battle, the recovery of physical strength is very important.

The giants felt nervous, an emotion they hadn't felt in a long time, for they felt a threat enough to kill them in this Beamon's body.

Seeing that Beamon was getting closer and closer, and the tense atmosphere was getting heavier, the stone giant gritted his teeth and launched a charge, carrying an iron mace on his shoulder.

The frost giant with a two-handed axe in his hand followed, and in the current situation, it was definitely not a good choice to sit back and wait, and he took the initiative to intercept this Beamon, and there was still a hope of victory.

The black dragon still hovering high in the sky let out a long roar, he was warning the giants not to be so impulsive, impulsiveness in the battle often brings bad results, only calm response, can play normally.

Now the enemy that those giants have to face, Beamon, not only has an extremely powerful body, sharp claws, and a huge body, but more terrifyingly, he has wisdom.

The stone giants who charged ahead were already less than ten meters away from Beamon, and the heavy iron rods in their hands were enough to destroy the sturdy houses with ease.

Of all the known giants, Golem has the better character, with stone-like gray skin, a thin face that looks malnourished, and sunken dark circles that look like they haven't rested for a long time.

These golems usually live in secluded caves, they prefer a peaceful and isolated life, and under normal circumstances no one would want to provoke these terrible big men, although Golems are the better of all the giants.

Unfortunately, with the arrival of the Baltic Empire, this tranquility was shattered, and the brutal war forced them to leave the cave and participate in the fight to drive out the invaders.

As artists, these stone giants are undoubtedly excellent, and the caves where they live have exquisite and magnificent murals on the stone walls, and all kinds of lifelike statues are placed in the tunnels.

But these exquisite and magnificent murals and vivid statues could not be used as a fighting force to resist the invasion of those soldiers of the Baltic Empire, and in the face of the cruel reality, Golem could only helplessly bow his head like the enemy and join the enemy.

In order to continue their peaceful life, in order to continue to create their art, they had to carry weapons and follow the armies of the Baltic Empire, running around the battlefields.

The stone giants, who were not good at fighting, were directly knocked away by Beamon, and the weapons in their hands were full of cracks in the collision of Beamon's claws, which was no longer enough to support the next battle.

The Frost Giant in the back overtook the Golem who had fallen to the ground, and the three of them were side by side, with one of the Frost Giants attracting Beamon's attention and the other two attacking around the back.

The fierce and brutal Frost Giants were succumbed by the force of the Empire, and they were dressed in armor covered with mammoth and bear furs, which were their trophies, symbolizing their bravery and glory.

The Frost Giants are a race of giants who are good at fighting, usually living in the cracks of peaks and hospital beds, and basically do not see sunlight in the cold winter, so the Frost Giants usually hunt for food, whether it is a dragon, a giant bear, or a mammoth, it is on their hunting list.

Now, the powerful and cunning Beamon had become the target of their hunt, and with a roar, the Frost Giant in the middle managed to block Beamon's claw strike with the weapon in his hand.

The two frost giants on the left and right successfully came behind Beamon, and they raised their hands and raised their two-handed axes high, slashing at Beamon's soft underbelly.

The resistance is very high, giving the Frost Giant the feeling of cutting tough cowhide with a blunt knife, not that it has no effect, but that it has little effect.

Seeing that these giants were so strong, from the opening to the present, they had successfully inflicted damage on Beamon for the first time, and the black dragon in the sky also lowered its height, fixed Beamon's neck with its claws, and breathed at Beamon's face at close range.

The acid has reached his throat, and he has to spit directly into Beamon's face, which can directly destroy Beamon's eyes and make him lose his vision.

What was waiting for him was a huge mouth that had opened at some point, and the bloodshot teeth looked particularly hideous in his eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his neck, and darkness had already enveloped his consciousness first.

The headless black dragon spewed blood into the sky, and the black dragon had been so focused on Beamon's hands in the previous battle that he ignored Beamon's teeth, which were terrible teeth that could chew even a strong keel.

The frost giant in front of him subconsciously closed his eyes to prevent dragon blood from pouring into his eyes, but he could no longer see the light behind him, and Beamon spat out a dragon head stained with water and blood.

The cannonball-like dragon head struck the giant in the head, taking it away from his body, and the headless corpse, still holding the weapon, slowly fell to the ground.

Due to Beamon's size, the two frost giants who had their vision obstructed had not yet seen the death of their companions, and did not know that Beamon had managed to free his hands.

However, the Sixth Sense, which comes from years of hunting, still saved them once at this time, and with difficulty pulling out the two-handed axe from Beamon's muscles, the two frost giants rolled sideways, just flashing Beamon's waving claws.

Beamon, who was once again stained red with blood, looked as terrible as if he had rushed out of a pool of blood, and his feet crouched slightly, and he instantly came to the eyes of the two frost giants.

The attack was dodged again, its sharp claws digging deep into the rocks of the ground

Two axes slashed at Beamon's elbow joint from the left and right, and with a slight crispness in the muffled sound, the Frost Giant successfully injured Beamon's soft tissues.

This is the result that those druids did not achieve from the beginning of the war to the total annihilation, and this is the essential difference between being good at fighting and not being good at fighting.

The stone giant who had just been knocked to the ground got up, and the surface of the mace in his hand was already covered with a thick layer of stone, and it looked extremely heavy.

They didn't casually join the Frost Giant's battlefield against Beamon, because they clearly realized that with their combat power, joining in would only be a burden and would affect the Frost Giant's performance.