The leader of the Flesh Congress, the massive Flesh Emperor, currently supported his bloated body with a total of fifty legs protruding from the countless mouths growing beneath his corpulent form.
All at once, the familiar people protecting him died one after another.
"Ghoul Demon..."
The Flesh Emperor wanted to retaliate, but the supporting legs beneath him were severed, causing his obese body to collapse onto the ground, unable to move.
Brother Kou Jin, the Ghoul Demon, crouched beside the Flesh Emperor and gouged out a small piece of flesh with his finger before placing it into his mouth.
"Pah, far too greasy! Even I, who just escaped the Hell of Hunger, can barely stomach it. A piece of trash like you must waste who knows how many natural ingredients every day. It is utterly hateful that you were born into this world."
Brother Kou Jin then placed his palm atop the Flesh Emperor's thick head. In less than three seconds, the entire head became nothing but an empty skull, while the body's interior gradually died as well.
"Still, the taste of your brain is quite good. It proves you usually put some effort into thinking."
With the Flesh Emperor's death, every army dispatched by the Three Kingdoms Council, including their generals, national advisors, and leaders, became food in Brother Kou Jin's stomach. Having devoured an army of a hundred thousand, Brother Kou Jin's frail body had recovered to its peak state. His Adonis belt was clearly visible, and his entire body radiated an unimaginable, evil power of consumption.
"I never expected to be nearly full already. In that case, the remaining citizens of this world can be kept as sacrifices for the final moment, reinforcing my passage back to Ling. The beings born in the Ghoul Stomach World of