Nuogeer

The colossal beast looked at them, lowered its head, and growled softly.

"In the thousand years I've been here, I've never seen you before."

"When did intelligent beings like you come into being on the Dark Continent?"

"Strange intelligent beings, why do you trespass on my territory?"

Curiosity gleamed in the giant beast's eyes.

In this era, intelligent beings are rare, especially on the Dark Continent.

From birth until now, the behemoth Nuogeer has only seen its own kind and heard the Fabled of the Shadow Dragon and the Wild Giant.

These tiny humanoid creatures before him were unlike anything he had ever seen before.

After experiencing fear, the Feather Demon breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the enormous beast had no intention of harming them.

Faced with the giant beast's question, the Feather Demon looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, a tall Feather Demon stepped forward, led his people a few steps forward, knelt respectfully on the land by the coast, and spoke loudly.

"Noble and powerful beings, we are the Winged Demon Race from the New Homeland Coast."

"We, the Winged Demon Race, are a member of the Demonfolk, and in even more distant times, we also called ourselves the Morgan Race."

"We are indeed not native intelligent beings of the Dark Continent. Many years ago, we migrated here from the Continent of Radiance and settled along the coastline."

"Honorable being, we came here intending to hunt, unaware that this was your territory. Please forgive our mistake; we will leave immediately without disturbing your rest."

After hearing the words of the Winged Demonfolk, a look of understanding appeared in the giant beast's eyes.

"So you come from that Fabled Continent of Radiance. I've never been there before."

"Since you say you trespassed into my territory unintentionally, then I will forgive your insolence."

"However, as the ruling race of the Dark Continent, the Gut Giant Beast Race, I need to report to my chieftain the arrival of a new intelligent race on the Dark Continent."

"It is up to him to decide whether you can live on this vast Dark Continent."

The Feather Demon gasped in surprise.

They never expected that such a powerful being would have a race, which made them even more terrified.

After thinking for a moment, the leading Feather Demon concluded that this was no longer a decision that a nobody like him could make.

"Your esteemed and powerful Gutel Behemoth Beast, such a momentous matter still commands our permission to report to our Winged Demonfolk Clan Chief and Demonfolk King."

"Of course, you're not leaders of the tribe. How can you make that decision?"

"Also, my Nuogeer, you don't need to call me by my clan name."

The behemoth Nuogeer laughed loudly, its voice shaking the heavens.

"Alright, you guys can go now, I'm leaving too."

He flapped his nearly kilometer-long fleshy wings, took off from the coast, and flew into the distant sky until his enormous figure became a tiny dot in the sky and finally disappeared.

The Feather Demon kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

They exchanged a glance and both saw relief in each other's eyes.

"Let's go back and report to the clan chief. This is a matter of great importance, and it's not something we can decide."

The tall Feather Demon at the head spoke.

"Yes, I never imagined that such a terrifying behemoth would exist on this desolate and barren Dark Continent."

"This behemoth is far more powerful than those Gaen Giant."

The Feather Demon returned to their ancestral lands and informed Winged Demonfolk chieftain of the matter concerning the Gutel Behemoth Nuogeer.

Upon hearing this, the Winged Demonfolk Chief dared not delay and quickly set off for the Heart-Devouring Demon's territory, which was also the location of Demon King Apas, to inform him of the information about the Gut Giant Beast Race.

The existence of a race on the Dark Continent, even more powerful than the Gaen Giant, shocked and silenced the Demon King Apas.

However, he quickly Winged Demonfolk Chief.

"Don't worry, the fact that the Gutel Behemoth have only just discovered our activities means that their numbers are not large."

"Moreover, judging from the actions of this Gutel Behemoth, Nuogeer, they are not unreasonable."

"We and they may not necessarily be unable to coexist on the Dark Continent."

Demon King Apas's explanation dispelled the Winged Demonfolk Chief's worries.

He began to speak.

"Since Your Majesty says so, then I am relieved."

"However, Beld, I would like to ask you to take some men and summon all the Demonfolk chieftains here."

"I suspect the Gutel Behemoth will descend upon this place soon; we need to be prepared."

"If we ever need to agree to something they ask for, we'll need the witnesses of all the Demonfolk clan chiefs."

Upon hearing this, Cambeld's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, and he bowed his head respectfully.

"Yes, King Apas."

He turned and left.

Apas stood on the mountain, watching his departing figure, and sighed softly.

"I don't know if the appearance of the Gutel Behemoth is a good thing or a bad thing for us."

One month later.

The chieftains of the various Demonfolk races gathered on the New Homeland Coast. Few believed Cambeld's story; most were drawn by the authority of the still-existing Demon King Apas.

"King Apas, is there really such a Gutel Behemoth?"

"We've been on the Dark Continent for so many years, how come a new, powerful race has suddenly appeared?"

"Is Cambeld trying to take advantage of us and get us to do the work? Let's make it clear, we're not doing this without pay."

Faced with their questioning and teasing, Cambeld gritted his teeth in anger, while Apas showed no sign of anger.

Since the Blood Moon anomaly, Morgan People's desires and evil thoughts have been amplified, and he knows that he can no longer make his kinsmen obey him as before.

However, he also unleashed his majesty as the Demon King.

"Let's wait quietly. In time, we'll know whether Cambeld is just joking."

really.

Another month later.

Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering roars echoed across the quiet skies of the New Homeland Coast.

Like endless Thunder, it crashed down on the earth.

Ancient, majestic, and desolate!

On the land near the coast, the Demonfolk, including Apas, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately looked up at the sky upon hearing such a roar.

Soon, they saw a group of terrifyingly large beasts flying in from the distant horizon.

This time.

All the Demonfolk believed it.

"My God, what an incredibly powerful being this is!"

"Damn it, these Gutel Behemoth are even bigger than the Titan of the Gaen Giant!"

The Winged Demonfolk Chief Cambeld was also among the shocked crowd. He had never seen the appearance of the Gutel Behemoth before, only heard about it from his own clansmen.

But seeing everyone's shock, he felt a sense of relief amidst his own shock.

And above the sky.

The King of the Gutel Behemoth, the former Wild Giant Gutel, looked upon everything on the New Homeland Coast.

He saw that the once barren coastline and the surrounding plains and hills had given rise to patches of jungles, grasslands and forests.

Herds of animals also appeared on these lands.

The most abundant creatures were herds of cattle and sheep on the grasslands, exuding an unimaginably delicious aroma of fresh, meaty flesh.

Meanwhile, a large number of short, humanoid creatures stood on the ground, waiting for their arrival.