At the Demon Emperor's direction, the Great Void World Alliance declared war on the Nether Race.
The Nether Race of the Abyss felt utterly aggrieved. Who could possibly have it worse than them?
"Those damned mongrels! I already warned them not to provoke us, but they still wouldn't listen. Send a plea to the Abyss Empire and request reinforcements."
They could only bring out their trump card, hoping to escape the fate of annihilation.
The Nether Race brought out their Sacrifice Gate and began offering sacrifices to the Abyss Empire.
Their choice of sacrifice was rather interesting: members of the Ant Race they had captured.
The ants were soon sent across as sacrifices.
After Giant Mouth swallowed the ants,
a satisfied echo rang out.
"These sacrifices are delicious. What do you want?"
The Nether King was overjoyed. "General Giant Mouth, we're under attack by other races and can no longer hold them off. Please save us, General!"
General Giant Mouth's voice sounded hollow. "No one ever complains of having too much delicious food. But our mighty Abyss Empire forbids us from coming to the fringes to devour these little things."
"If we eat them now, we won't have enough food. We have to wait for them to grow, until they're big enough to swallow. Otherwise, it's a waste."
"The Nether Race is quite a fine race. I'll remember you. Hmm, since you're about to be wiped out anyway, you might as well fill my belly!"
General Giant Mouth suddenly thrust his enormous mouth out of the Abyssal Gate and swallowed the Nether King in one gulp.
Before leaving, he even smacked his lips twice. "Not bad."
Then he extended his tongue and swallowed all the surrounding members of the Nether Race in one mouthful. "All quite good. I'm very satisfied."