Wang Dong said to the orc detachment leaders beside him: "Pass the order, pay attention to avoid casualties, consume the enemy's physical strength, don't fight hard!"

The battle situation has been controlled, Wang Dong feels that there is no need to oppress the lions too much, so as not to consume the precious lives of the soldiers in the legion, now, the legion has one less death, and there is no way to replenish the source of troops.

As the battle continued, Wang Dong led the kobolds and orc officers who acted as reserves to the interior of the camp, in addition to the defensive array he had seen at the beginning, there were also many snake people in some other corners of the camp organized into a circular defensive formation, or relying on the chaos of debris to resist the lionmen.

After the legionnaires joined, these wounded snake men were finally able to break away from the battle, and a particularly tall snake man quickly swam towards Wang Dong's side.

"James Wang!"

It was Colwin, the leader of the snake detachment, who pointed to the snake man banner erected in the camp and shouted, "The secret room down there! Come with me, Marcos has already gone there!"

Wang Dong instantly understood what Colwin was going to say, there was a hidden secret room under the banner painted with the image of the snake man, and that secret room contained the most important things of the legion.

Golden Beamon Eggs!

The next generation of beast gods!

Now it is possible that it will suffer from the poisonous hands of Marcos!!

Without Wang Dong's greeting, the orcs hurriedly ran there, but before they could rush to the flag, they heard a loud bang, and the whole earth began to tremble.

The towering snake man banner slowly fell in this tremble, and a black iron cage rose from there.

"You defeated the steppe lion?" Marcos in the iron cage was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and laughed loudly: "Stupid guys, what if you defeat them, the most important thing is still in my hands." ”

Marcos burst into a shout, and his bowl-sized fist hit the cage at once.

After a creak, the cage cracked in all directions, and the iron plate fell to the ground and splashed dust.

Seeing Marcos slap the "egg" next to him with his hands that had just shocked the iron cage, Spencer immediately rushed forward and yelled, "Let go of the golden Beamon egg!"

"Huh?"

Marcos clenched his hands into a fist, little by little, on the eggshell, making a low sound, as if the eggshell would break at any moment, he pointed at the rushing orc with one hand, raised a finger and shook it gently, as if to say that as long as he dared to come, he would smash the golden Beamon egg.

Under the threat of Marcos, Spencer and the orcs had to stop.

Marcos smiled and said, "That's right. ”

He took out a clear glass bottle from his arms, the golden liquid inside looked like flowing gold, although it looked beautiful, but Wang Dong believed that it was definitely not a good thing.

Spencer tried to rush over to stop Marcos, but it was too late, and Marcos quickly opened the cap, and the golden liquid had already poured out of the vial and dripped onto the golden Beamon egg.

"No!"

The leopard man Dempsey covered his face with his hands and knelt on the ground in pain, the ancestors had guarded for dozens of centuries, and countless people gave their lives for the Golden Beamon Egg was destroyed at this moment, and every Golden Beamon Legion soldier present felt that his soul was lost.

The golden liquid spreads along the eggshell as if it had been obtained, slowly covering the entire shell surface, making it look like it has been plated with a layer of gold.

"That's the nutrient solution! This is the nutrient solution that the ancestors used to feed the golden Beamon eggs!"

Spencer suddenly shouted, "Golden Beamon eggs don't die, that's nutrient solution!"

As if in response to Spencer's words, the big egg suddenly agitated, like a human heart beating, and it was telling everyone that it was still alive, and it was expanding outward, as if the nutrient solution had made it grow a lot.

Just as the orcs regained their expressions, Wang Dong frowned deeply.

What is Marcos doing?

Why did he give Golden Beamon eggs a nutrient solution?

Is he going to atone for his sins?

He killed so many snake men with Barboro's diehards, and the people of the Golden Beamon Legion would certainly not let him go.

What exactly is he going to do?

The orcs quickly thought of what Wang Dong was thinking, and looked at Marcos who was standing next to the golden Beamon egg one by one.

"You think I'm helping with this broken egg?" Marcos laughed as he patted the golden Beamon egg, his palm slamming hard against it, not caring about the orcs' holy relics at all.

The golden Beamon egg was in Marcos's hands, and no one dared to rush forward, so he could only stare at him with resentful eyes.

After laughing for a while, Marcos recovered and said disdainfully: "I'm nourishing it, but it's not for its good, hehe, you'll soon know why." ”

"Click!"

A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the eggshell, and Wang Dong suddenly slapped his head and said to Vivido: "I remember you once told me that you were attacked because the next generation of beast gods was about to be born, right?"

Vivido nodded stiffly and said, "Yes." ”

Wang Dong pointed at the golden Bimeng egg and shouted: "This guy wants to give birth to the next generation of beast gods, no matter what the reason, he must not be at ease, everyone go up together and snatch the beast god from him." ”

Everyone realized this, and as soon as Wang Dong's voice fell, Spencer, Dempsey, Frank and others immediately waved their weapons and pounced on the golden Beamon egg that was getting more and more cracks.

"Click!

"Wow!"

Just as the orcs were about to surround the golden Beamon egg, a sharp claw protruded from the egg, and four sharp nails were like long swords, the sharp tips pointed straight to the sky, and the depth and black seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

"Roar!"

With a terrifying roar, another identical claw reached out from the crack in the eggshell, and both claws flicked to the sides at the same time, and a tall figure stood out from the golden Beamon egg.

"Shhh

Everyone present, whether it was a legionn, a human, or a follower of Barboro, gasped at the same time.

This giant beast, which is taller than an elephant, has a wolf-like mouth, but from the corners of the mouth alone, there are long and curved tusks like a mammoth, its back is as uneven as a crocodile's skin, and it is extremely strong at a glance, its arms are human-like, flexible and slender, and its fingers naturally have the sharp and long, sword-like nails that Wang Dong saw at the beginning, and its legs are like lions, and the muscles are full of explosive power.

"Golden Beamon, Lord Beast God. ”

Spencer shouted, and the orcs knelt down on one knee to express their submission to the beast god in their hearts.

Although Wang Dong was the commander of the legion, he didn't believe in the beast god, so naturally he didn't kneel, he tilted his head to look at the giant beast howling into the sky.

He is Ralph, although he doesn't call it by that name now, but 100% of it is the beast god who drinks with him on that word, most of the time on the earth, Wang Dong sees Ralph in human form, but when the magic army fights, he will also turn back into his real body, but at that time he was taller and stronger than now.

"Are you kneeling down to me?"

Marcos's words caused the orcs to be furious, but they did not dare to ram the golden Beamon, so they could only be indignant.

Wang Dong squatted down and whispered to Spencer, "What is it doing?"

Golden Beamon was roaring into the sky, not attacking anyone nearby, not even Marcos standing beside him, and the proud Golden Beamon didn't attack him.

"It is receiving the memories passed on to it by the previous generation of beast gods, and when the acceptance is completed, Golden Beamon will have normal wisdom, and then, it will take some time to grow, and when it has strong enough strength, it will be the time for it to return the divine power of the beast god to the pseudo-god Barboros and lead our beast clan!"

Spencer's eyes lit up as he spoke, as if he had seen that he was enjoying the glory of being a hero of the beast god at that time.

"Fantasizing that your beast god is on the throne and makes you beautiful?"

Marcos's ugly voice sounded, he removed a sharp tooth from the bone necklace around his neck, and said coldly: "This day will never come." ”

Marcos placed the tooth in the palm of his hand, and with a hard pinch of his hands, the tooth turned into powder, and then spread out with the wind.

The white powder slowly rose in the air, gradually transforming into a human figure, and at this moment, a golden pillar of light shot down from the sky, enveloping the humanoid powder in it.

The powder gradually solidified, and the eyes, nose, and mouth appeared, and the mane on the neck, arms, and feet could be clearly seen.

It was a tall lionman, a head taller than Marcos, with a majestic face like a ruler of the ruling side.

"False god Barboro!"

Spencer, who was beside Wang Dong, roared in a low voice: "Marcos actually brought the materials for séance. ”

The pillar of light vanished as soon as Barboro's body was fully manifested, and he glanced up at Golden Beamon, who was roaring into the sky.

At this moment, Golden Beamon saw Barboro, the corners of his mouth were grinning, his large fangs were exposed, his eyes were filled with hatred, and the sharp nails of his hands were as sharp as swords, and he threw himself at Barboro.

Barboro raised his hand slightly, smiled indifferently, and a golden light shot out from his fingertips, brushing the ground and stabbing Golden Beamon's forehead.

"Roar!"

It was as if he had pressed the pause button, stopped all of a sudden, and then clutched his head and howled in pain, and his huge body fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, as if he was enduring great pain.

The orcs could no longer hold back, and roared and rushed at Barborough and Marcos as if the waves were about to drown them.

Marcos glanced at Barborough in fear, but the pseudo-beast god shook his head at him, not at all worried.

"Roar!"

Golden Beamon, who was rolling on the ground, suddenly roared, and with a wave of his huge hand, he knocked all the orcs who were trying to rush to his rescue.

A dozen orcs shot out as if they had been richeted off by a slingshot, knocking down a whole bunch of tents.

But the legionnaires had not yet had time to look at their companions, and their attention was all on the newborn Golden Beamon.

It was clutching its head and smashing everything in the camp, crates, flags, tents, anything it could see.

Wang Dong hurriedly shouted: "Everyone come back, figure out the situation and then talk about it." ”