The world's hunger
But the flaming monster suddenly froze just as it raised its long whip.
Qin Xiaoxia felt like a frog that had suddenly caught a snake's eye. His entire body went rigid, leaving him unable to move.
"Uh, haha... hi. Actually, I'm not a Sea Nymph..."
Naturally, the monster could not understand him. Something resembling confusion appeared on its face, where dark red currents flowed like magma.
This was the first time Qin Xiaoxia had observed it at such close range.
Powerful, savage, and overwhelmingly oppressive. Although its appearance differed somewhat from the demons in Earth's films and books, calling it a Flame Demon was entirely fitting, considering the name of that world fragment.
After several seconds of silence, the flaming monster seemed to awaken from a dream. It raised its head and looked up at the sky, then at the surrounding high-rises.
Although Doudou was also a species native to Margeson, Doudou had clearly been ignored outright.
Even this torrential curtain of rain could not reach the flaming monster's body, leaving Qin Xiaoxia unable to carry out the dirty trick he had planned next.
All he could think was motherfucker, followed by another motherfucker.
Fortunately, the big brute seemed to have gone stupid on its own, apparently entering some sort of philosophical state.
Qin Xiaoxia actually still had the presence of mind to imagine a silly voice-over for it.
Where am I? What the hell is this place? Things like that.
The gunfire and cannon fire on the ground had not stopped, but missiles rarely appeared now, perhaps because they had proved ineffective or the supply had run out.
Some shells struck the flaming monster and sent sparks flying. Certain larger-caliber rounds carried enough kinetic energy to make its body sway.
As the white mist grew thicker,