Ten minutes later.
While the battlefield was being cleared.
Fang Han witnessed a rather horrifying scene.
One White Squid Sea Demon corpse after another was gathered by the Flower Nacre Clan.
More than ten thousand corpses, along with all sorts of severed limbs, had been piled up into an enormous mountain of flesh underwater.
The stench of blood was unbelievably overpowering.
Floating a hundred meters away, Fang Han was so overwhelmed by the smell that he dry-heaved several times and was forced to retreat farther away.
Damn!
This was unbearable! Then—
"Yiya!"
A Commander from the Flower Nacre Legion issued an order.
Over a thousand Flower Nacre Clan members swarmed forward and began a bloody assembly-line operation—first cutting open the corpses, then pulling out the dripping hearts.
Watching such a horrifying sight, Fang Han once again felt the urge to vomit.
But he understood even more clearly that he did not represent only himself; he also represented the honor of the Myriad Heavens Race. So he did everything he could to endure it.
For this.
Fang Han viciously pinched his thigh several times, forcibly diverting his attention.
Meanwhile.
The other Flower Nacre Clan members were all beaming, their lovely faces filled with anticipation.
Fang Han looked at the corpses, then at the Flower Nacre Clan members, and felt an unprecedentedly stark contrast.
Then.
The Flower Nacre Clan began feasting on the spot.
There was one and only one dish at the banquet—the hearts.
They also displayed an eating order that was distinctly legion-like.
Every six Flower Nacre Clan members gathered around a bloody Sea Demon heart, sliced strips of flesh from it with water blades, and began wolfing them down.
Every lovely face was filled with satisfaction and the contentment of enjoying fine food.
Clearly.
The Flower Nacre Clan was