In just the time of two breaths, six brand new arms had grown back. They were even sturdier and more robust than before, with the golden fur glinting with a metallic sheen.
The regenerative ability of the Golden Behemoth was vividly displayed at this moment.
For them, limb regeneration was simply not a problem.
"Interesting."
Qin Tian looked at the six regrown arms, with an undisturbed gaze. He slowly placed the Black Frost Saber across in front of him, the purple-gold lightning flickering slightly on the blade.
"Continue."
Angke was furious.
As a member of the Golden Behemoth Royal Family, when had he ever been so humiliated? In the Beastman Empire, his name was enough to strike fear into the hearts of low tier Beastmen, and even among the royal family of his rank, he was a leading presence. But the human before him not only easily severed his arms, but also said "continue" in such a calm tone?
"Roar—!"
