Chapter 1222

The Beast God Tribe, a massive puppet towering nearly a kilometer high, had a lion's head and human body. It wielded a colossal bow in its right hand and a long spear in its left, seemingly overlooking the distant horizon. It was as if all the demons and ghosts in the world, in its presence, would have nowhere to hide.

Atop the giant puppet sat a burly man with chiseled features, crossed-legged. A long sword glowing with a cold light floated next to him.

From his vantage point, not to mention the tribespeople, even the houses seemed tiny, like a god looking down upon the world.

"Chieftain!"

A figure swiftly approached from the distance, stopping in front of the burly man. It was the second elder, Gecang, who had just left the dungeon and hastily headed this way.

Beast God Basotuo opened his eyes.

He had a pair of golden eyes that appeared mysterious.