Chapter 850: Can't Take It Anymore

"I'm a crisp and delicious apple. I'm growing on a tree. Come and pick me!"

The little Golden Behemoth, who was nailed to the city wall, was staring blankly. It muttered something that it did not even know. Its expression seemed to think that it was already a small apple.

Seeing this situation, the Golden Behemoth King was extremely furious.

It was still a king after all. Its cultivation base and strength were there, and its resistance was extremely strong. Although the Black Emperor's singing made it feel uncomfortable, the effects it received were still limited.

However, the anger in its heart grew stronger and stronger. It stared at the Black Emperor with a fierce glint in its eyes, wondering where this disgusting thing had come from.

Looking at the battlefield, tens of millions of Orc Armies were defeated by a dog. This was too ridiculous. It was indeed a disaster caused by a dog.