C356 On Origin, Transcendence

The fire elements crazily gathered together, and the Breaking Moon turned into a huge flaming blade that was right in front of the falling fist.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Three Fallen Arrows simultaneously shot into the Behemoth's left eye, and then exploded.

"Aooo!"

No matter how strong its nerves were, the Behemoth couldn't bear the damage to its vital organs. Its movements became sluggish