Upon seeing the three massive hills of seawater, which were clearly far more terrifying than the previous World Beast, the crowd was nowhere near as fearful as before.
They now had their Savior and the protection of the Holy Armor.
The last World Beast had been dispatched with ease; what were three more in comparison?
Although Shen Feng's expression was calm, his heart had grown extremely cautious.
He had only been able to kill the last World Beast because he knew its weakness, and the role of the Beast Gold had also been indispensable.
Moreover, he had caught the World Beast off guard from the very beginning, allowing him to finish it in one fell swoop.
If he were to face three World Beasts simultaneously, he could barely protect himself while piloting the Golden Mad King, or perhaps destroy one or two of them, but he wouldn't be able to protect Cordillera Main Island.
The hundreds of thousands of people present would inevitably suffer devastating casualties.
