The Behemoths' strength lay in their unmatched power and defense.
Legends of the Behemoths had circulated throughout the Old Continent.
Every one of them spoke of defenses that could not be pierced and astonishing destructive power.
In the bards' tales,
even a God of Magic could not break through a Behemoth's defenses.
Yet on the battlefield,
the Behemoth Shaman warriors who had awakened their bloodlines
appeared on the grassland with furious roars.
But their bodies!
They did not possess the legendary strength that rivaled dragons.
Ten meters!
That was already their limit.
One had to understand that in the bards' tales,
even the weakest Behemoths stood a hundred meters tall.
The strongest Behemoths had even reached a thousand meters.
The layers of keratin covering their skin alone were dozens of meters thick.
Yet these Behemoths before them!
At the end of the day, they were merely comparable to the Elephant Warriors of the Beastmen.
And on the Windy Grassland battlefield of the Old Continent,
the Elephant Warriors!
Fang Yuan's legions had killed countless numbers of them.
Just as it had been on the Windy Grassland of the Old Continent,
it was the same here!
The Abyss Arcane Armament Knights had initially been startled by the transformed Behemoth Knights.
But after seeing that their opponents were only this tall,
they all revealed puzzled expressions.
"That's it?"
Among the Beastmen, unless they were spellcasters,
their size often represented their combat power.
Ten meters tall!
They were not even as tall as the Abyss Arcane Armament.
"Charge in!"
"Kill them."
In midair, the Abyss Arcane Armament that had just defeated the Centaur army
dove down with a howl.
Demonic flames burned.
The bloodline-awakened Behemoths roared.
Their enormous claws lunged toward the Abyss Arcane Armament Knights.
This was the Behemoth Clan's signature skill.
Pounce!