"You damned bastards!"
Barrel's warhammer blazed with fire as it came crashing down. The Xiong Family's gate vanished in the flames, and a hundred-meter stretch of city wall turned to smoke. Where the Xiong Family's gate had stood, a pit several meters deep now gaped open. Stones and bricks burned in the raging flames, slowly melting into crimson lava that bubbled within the crater.
The Xiong Family's servants stood frozen where they were. Some let their weapons slip from their hands and clatter to the ground; others had their legs trembling so badly that they collapsed onto their backsides, too terrified to move. Fifty meters tall, Barrel was clad head to toe in heavy armor and wielded an enormous warhammer, his entire body shrouded in searing flames. He looked exactly like a blazing demon that had stepped out of hell itself.
Then, even worse, the servants finally noticed Xuan Lan standing on the distant street, constantly pulling living people from the iron cage hanging at his waist and stuffing them into his mouth. At first, when Xiong Wanjin clashed with his three elder brothers, the servants had indignantly taken the three young masters' side and had not noticed Xuan Lan at all. Although this fellow was enormous, it was precisely because he was too enormous that the servants had selectively ignored his existence!
Many people had instinctively assumed that a mountain stood in the middle of the street, never realizing it was a person!
But with Barrel as a point of comparison, once the servants focused and stared wide-eyed in that direction, they discovered in stunned despair that it was indeed a person—a person more than three hundred meters tall, endlessly stuffing living humans into his mouth.
Xuan Lan chewed the condemned prisoners in great mouthfuls. The faint sounds of