"Beautiful, so beautiful. You're practically a perfect work of art. I almost can't bear to eat you," Cannibal Hannibal exclaimed.
He faced a difficult choice.
Should he eat Han Wu before him, or turn Han Wu into a specimen to keep for viewing?
Han Wu snorted coldly at Cannibal Hannibal's words. "Who eats whom is still up in the air."
As he spoke, Han Wu activated the traits of the Demon King True God.
One gaping maw after another appeared at Han Wu's summons, biting toward Cannibal Hannibal.
The gaping maws were connected to the Dark Locust Stomach. So far, its digestive power had yet to encounter any substance it could not digest.
Cannibal Hannibal swung his various limbs, blocking the gaping maws from gnawing at him.
One gaping maw after another shattered beneath his blows.
Yet at the same time, some of his limbs were swallowed by the gaping maws.
The Dark Locust Stomach digested the limbs, obtaining energy to replenish itself.
Meanwhile, Cannibal Hannibal was constantly suffering losses.
Cannibal Hannibal realized something was wrong and began closing in on Han Wu, preparing to unleash close-range attacks against him.
Han Wu grinned at the sight.
Close combat was his specialty.
Four great swords sprang from Sword Wind Four Arms' hands, while scarlet Dragon Flame ignited upon his two Dragon Claws.
The two colossal beings clashed, and for a time, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
But all the fallen flesh was devoured by Han Wu's gaping maws and digested into energy to sustain his body's recovery.
After several exchanges, many of Cannibal Hannibal's various limbs had been shattered.
Some had been broken halfway through and hung from his body, making him look hideous and miserable.
Cannibal Hannibal now clearly understood Han Wu's strength.
He could not win through brute force,