My gorgeous wife Chapter 2261 - 2229: The Bewildered Behemoth

"Are we really just tools of war?"

In Behemoth’s heart, there is often such a doubt.

Actually, even without the Demon Emperor’s narration, he has always been pondering, pondering the extinction of the Behemoth Clan, wondering what caused it.

Could it really be just because Sargeras dispatched their Behemoth Clan as the vanguard back then?

But, it wasn’t just the Behemoth Clan that was wiped out back then.

The Demon Realm’s strongest top ten races saw half of their numbers extinct in that war.

This also included the Giant Spirit Titan Clan of the Demon Emperor Sargeras himself.

The Behemoth Clan and the Giant Spirit Titan Clan have always been opponents since their inception.

What they competed for was nothing else but the title of the first land battle race of the Demon Realm back then.

However, in that ancient war, both major clans were removed from the Demon Realm.

"In the last contest between the two clans, our Behemoth Clan ultimately won. Invincible in land battles, that’s us."

"But now that even the clan doesn’t exist, what am I fighting for?"

"Boom!!!"

A powerful fighter from the Beast God Civilization fiercely punched Behemoth in the head, sending Behemoth flying horizontally.

And Behemoth also stomped on his chest, causing it to cave in.

As Behemoth flew horizontally, feeling the gradually fading frenzy power, his eyes still carried confusion and puzzlement.

"All these years, the Soul Splitting has been anticipating the body’s true return after fusion, but now that my body has returned, what is my purpose?"

"The Behemoth Clan doesn’t exist anymore, and the Giant Spirit Titan has vanished as well. Even if I kill Sargeras, what difference does it make?"

"What on earth... am I doing?"

The strong fighter from the Beast God Civilization attacks again, noticing Behemoth’s power waning, his face becoming increasingly ferocious.

Blocking Behemoth’s claw, he suddenly clenched his fist, with a sharp bone spike on the back of his fist.

The bone spike slashed, leaving a huge wound on Behemoth’s body, while adding another punch that directly shattered Behemoth’s swinging arm.

With an extended hand, the strong fighter from the Beast God Civilization clutched Behemoth’s throat.

Behemoth wanted to struggle, but his body felt increasingly powerless.

Behind him, the mountain-like long tail of the Beast God Civilization strong fighter swept over, fiercely striking Behemoth and tearing another terrifying wound.

At this moment, even the Pseudo-Universe Armor worn by both of them had been torn apart.

Although transformed into armor, the defensive ability of the Pseudo-Universe remained unchanged. Their battle tore apart the armor to such an extent, demonstrating just how furious their combat really was.

"Is this what death feels like?" Behemoth, now trapped in a desperate ground, suddenly had this thought in his mind.

Since his inception, he walked a path of a powerful fighter.

As a child, his peers couldn’t defeat him.

During his youth, those of the same level weren’t his match.

Once adulthood came, there were hardly any of the same grade who could spar with him; he started seeking combat with those higher in cultivation.

When his talent was fully revealed, he was fortunate enough to be noticed by the then-supreme Holy Primordial Demon and taken in as a disciple.

However, at that time, the Holy Primordial Demon had another disciple who entered along with him.

It was the annoying Sargeras!

Both fought their way from entry-level to Domain Realm, and then from Domain Realm to Soul Realm.

When both became Purgatory Demon Lords, ready for a final fight for victory, the war abruptly broke out.

Both disciples of the Holy Primordial Demon, Sargeras gained the right to deploy certain races for battle. He, however, participated as a warrior in that war.

Subsequently, as a warrior, he witnessed the powerful Behemoth Clan’s downfall firsthand.

Overcome by countless enemies’ Doomsday Beast Souls and some unknown enemies among them.

The strong Behemoth Clan was wiped out.

Afterward, he knew nothing.

Because he also ’died in battle’ at that time.

Before dying, he recalled the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Divine Ability their master had taught.

And Behemoth, in ignorance, did as told.

Thereafter, countless remnant souls were scattered throughout the cosmos.

Many years later, he finally awoke.

Initially, he was very excited, resurrected again, and thanks to adversity, he finally understood that last step and succeeded in embarking on his Palm Realm road.

Enemies, targets, and ambitions.

Such a new life seemed pretty good.

But after a long time, even with his ’dullness,’ he recalled one thing.

That was... what he should do next?

In the past, everything was arranged by clan members, arranged by the master, he knew clearly what his next step should be.

But now?

Revenge? Well, then revenge.

But who is the enemy?

Sargeras? Or the Red Dust Heavenly Sovereign obstructing his recovery?

Well, then it’s them.

In bewilderment, the aimless Behemoth randomly set a target for himself.

Because inside, he had something he couldn’t even admit... confusion.

Even, fear.

He feared this loneliness, this confused loneliness.

No one could truly talk to him heart-to-heart, no one could allow him to vent, to tell of his hardships over the years.

No one.

Except for those uniformly kneeling before him, obeying his commands, the cringing-bug subordinates, there was nothing.

However, for those subordinates who dared not speak loudly or retort a word to him, Behemoth felt nothing in his heart.

That deep void and alienation made him feel inexplicably hollow.

"Apparently, I’m more suited to being a warrior, not a king."

Behemoth’s heart suddenly realized.

Looking at the strong fighter from the Beast God Civilization in front, and at the ever-tightening arm, seemingly about to crush his divine soul completely, Behemoth no longer resisted.

The colossal body gradually relaxed, which caused a barely perceptible hint of joy to flash in the strong fighter’s eyes.

He also hadn’t expected this guy would voluntarily disperse the Pseudo-Universe Armor.

Originally having the Pseudo-Universe Armor in place, taking down this guy would have required some time.

But without the Pseudo-Universe’s protection, killing this already powerless fellow became a breeze.

"A corpse of a Palm Realm Starry Universe lifeform is quite valuable indeed!" Licking the blood at the corner of his mouth, the strong fighter from the Beast God Civilization’s eyes were full of cruelty.

But at this moment, another voice suddenly came from behind him.

"The corpse of an Era-Ancient Civilization lifeform should also be quite valuable."