Countless dark red vines swirled and fluctuated, and from time to time they would suddenly bulge and be stained with silvery frost, transparent crystals, or jet-black smoke—it was clear that the three legends did not choose to be restrained under the pressure of the gods, but fought with all their might.

On the periphery of the tangled vines, Miró plucked his cowhide sac and poured it into his mouth as he muttered.

"He was let out!"

"And after so many years of sealing, he still has such power. ”

"Isn't that what you want?"

"That's our mission this time, isn't it?"

Although Moandor was battling the three Legends, the power of the gods still permeated the entire underground cavern, holding Ron and Broken Fang firmly to the ground. However, for Hogg, such coercion did not seem to exist, and he reached out and snatched the cowhide sac from Milo's hand, pouring the rest of the wine into his own bloody mouth.

Then, discarding the wine sac, he removed the thick tower shield on his back, and slowly raised the three-headed flail in his right hand to assume a fighting posture.

"That's right!"

"After all, this is a task given to me by my mother!"

"Hey, you're done with my wine again!"

Moando's coercion also did not work on Miro's body, he jumped easily, and he took the wine bag thrown by Hogg in his hand, but there was no drop of wine in the wine bag, even if Miro raised his head and fell down, it would be useless.

So, Miro simply discarded the wine sac and pulled out two small daggers with snake-like blades from his waist.

"Wait a minute, the three legends won't take him long. ”

"When he shows up, we'll kill him!"

So, in the midst of Miro's words, Kane the Minotaur released his palm holding the golden tooth and prepared for battle, but the released golden tooth was immediately overwhelmed by the god's coercion and lost consciousness.

............

What's going on?

Why are Miro, Hogg, and Kane able to operate under such coercion?

What exactly are they?

Could it be that the agreement re-signed in the half-plane of Arias is not their true strength?

Although he was suppressed on the ground by Moando's coercion, Ron's consciousness was still sober - looking at the three Miro in front of him who were ready for battle, many questions suddenly surged up in Ron's heart.

At this time, Ron realized that in addition to liking fine wine, Miro did not leave too much impression in his mind, and Hogg the Gnoll and Kane the Minotaur, they left more things in Ron's mind than Miro, but only a little more.

............

"It's coming! Get ready!"

"Boom!"

A loud explosion began, and countless dark red vines as thick as arms danced wildly in the cavern, occupying the entire sky.

The three legends that had been teleported from the portal had left only an unconscious unknown poet, and both Alyssa and the leader of the Night Mask had lost their traces, and even Arias and Dreadscale had disappeared.

"Ugh!"

At the same time, in the center of the dark red vines, Moandor in the middle of the dark red vine made a loud burp - although he still had no eyes, nose and ears, Moandor had a wide mouth on his face. With this hiccup, a mixture of dark smoke and silver-white ice mist came out of his mouth.

"It's delicious!"

"It's a bit too much!

"Let's have some food and dessert first!"

Apparently in Moandor's mind, the members of the Beast Adventure were only qualified for dessert after dinner - rolling the unconscious unknown poet to his side with a tentacle, Moando stroked his belly, and then sent out a tentacle.

The tentacles sent out were about the size of a fist, and had a round eye at the top. The tentacles move faster than the Snake - once entangled in such tentacles, there is no hope of breaking free from the legend.

And in Moando's mind, such a tentacle was enough to wipe out the Beast Adventure.

"Knock! knock!"

"Huh?"

Unfortunately, things didn't go as smoothly as Moamdo had imagined—the three-headed flail swung swiftly, hitting the eyeball at the tip of the tentacle continuously, and then the third hammer fell, and the eyeball burst into a cloud of poisonous water, corroding the ground with a clatter.

"It's kind of interesting!"

"Whoosh!

Since one tentacle can't work, it should always be okay to send a few more tentacles!

The well-fed Moandor seems to be playing, and one tentacle is burst, so send two, and if two don't work, send more!

However, as time passed, Moandor closed his mouth with a smile at first, and Hogg's combat power was beyond his imagination - the warrior who could fight against dozens of tentacles without falling behind was definitely on the road of legend!

"Your strength has already surpassed the model!"

"You're a legend!"

............

Saliva overflowed from the corners of the open mouth - for the gods, the legend was a subordinate, a servant, a commander of the mortal church, but for Moando, the legend had only one role for him - food!

As a result, countless tentacles flew out, weaving into a huge net in the air, threatening to envelop Hogg and the rest of the Beast Adventure Party!

"Hey!"

"Moando!"

"Have you forgotten the others?"

The leader of the Beast Adventure Group was Miro, shaking the serpentine dagger in his hand, and Moandor's neglect made Miro a little unhappy and needed to vent - he casually threw the dagger, and green lightning flashed in the cavern, and where the lightning passed, the tentacle vines broke one after another, spontaneously combusting into black dust in the falling air.

Kane then slammed his staff on the ground, and immediately a huge bull phantom that Ron had never seen before appeared behind Kane, and an orange light shot out and hit Moandor floating in the air - so he could no longer stay levitated in the air, and slowly descended to the ground.

"You're legends too?"

"You can think so!"

"However, we are going to be a little bit more powerful than the legend......"

The serpentine dagger returned to Miro's hand, tossed briskly, and a gray luster wafted out of his body, as if the light of a candle was flickering, and whether it was Hogg or Kane, there was a similar light wafting out of their bodies, except that Kane was the yellow luster of the earth, and Hogg was a crimson sheen with blood.

And after these three lusters lit up, the momentum generated by the three of Miro was already able to compete with Moando, and it also made Moandor restless, because such a change had been experienced by him countless years ago, and it was also the first step on the path to becoming a god.