The Flower Nacre Leader's mouthful of white teeth looked like beautifully shaped shells, but they were actually more powerful than a grinder.
Although the Sea Demon Chieftain's cardiac muscle was incredibly tough, so tough that even a sharp knife might not cut through it.
To the leader, however, it was nothing more than a piece of cake.
She cut off chunks of meat and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing rapidly a few times. Her mouth was practically a grinder, swiftly reducing the cardiac muscle to mince.
At the same time.
An obvious look of pleasure appeared on her pretty face.
"Yiya, yiya!"
She also cried out from time to time, meaning, "So delicious!"
The leader even picked up a piece of meat and offered it to the Divine Fire Dragon. "Yiyaya?"
This Sea Demon Chieftain was fifteen meters long, and its heart alone exceeded one meter in size.
Since there was more than enough food, she warmly invited it to dine with her.
The Divine Fire Dragon flicked its tail, leaving behind a line of words: "Thank you! I'm not hungry right now. Besides, I prefer cooked food."
The word "cooked" left the leader utterly baffled, and she even stopped eating.
The Divine Fire Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a tiny spark, instantly striking the meat in the leader's hand.
In the blink of an eye.
The dark-red cardiac muscle abruptly turned ash-gray.
Then.
Something surprising happened.
The leader sniffed the scent of the cooked meat, made a dry-heaving motion with her throat, then hastily threw it away.
As if it were a lump of shit.
The leader looked at the Divine Fire Dragon with utter disbelief.
Her beautiful eyes were wide open, plainly conveying one sentence—My heavens! How can you eat something like that?
The Divine