Are the Vidyadhara All Crazy?! (Continued)

"Right! Whoever grabs it first gets it, as long as I eat enough and grow strong enough, who dares say I defied orders? Hahahaha!"

Do not expect any great discipline or loyalty from the Abundance People, whose creed is the survival of the fittest.

When the effect of the Blood Fruit manifested, it was destined that only the few strongest and most cruel individuals would remain here, and they would also return with power sufficient to challenge the authority of their own kind.

Of course, there are outliers in any group.

There was still a small fraction of them who either resisted the slaughter or held high loyalty to their tribe, so they simply snatched some fruits and turned to flee, going to tip off their kind.

Yet no matter how they chose, the outcome was doomed.

"The Wolf Pack Winged Ones gather together, fighting for the Abundance Miracle. The Emperor Bow Envoy's divine might is vast, sweeping away monstrous abominations and hordes of fiends. Mm, doesn't that sound pleasing to the ear~"

At the crown of the giant tree, Amon leisurely reclined against the treetop, smiling sweetly, with a voice just as sweet.

Only those clear jewel- and jade-like eyes held not a shred of warmth, radiating an inhuman, bizarre quality that made one's hair stand on end.