At that moment, the mountain-toppling Glacis returned. If entangled by a fifty-thousand-strong army, indeed it would not have been easy for the hundred Behemoth Monsters to break free. However, with fire spreading all around, the formations of the Flore Soldiers simply couldn't be effectively organized, and faced with the charge of a War Behemoth, who could dare say they could stop it?
Standing guarded by his personal soldiers, Kurd watched dumbfounded as the immense body of Glacis moved to rendezvous with the Behemoth Beasts, then glanced at the thick black smoke already billowing skyward, muttering to himself, "It's all over, everything is over. I thought this wouldn't be a difficult task, but who would have expected an ambush from the Beastmen? Is this the retribution for Flore, for our betrayal of Milan, and now we are betrayed by the Beastmen."