Meanwhile, Meruem and the others had finished dealing with the people outside the palace. Perhaps Meruem had sensed the rare specimen calling to him.
Even he, usually so composed, could not help quickening his pace.
Just as Meruem set one foot inside the palace, a muscular man wearing a military cap appeared before them.
The man rotated his wrists, his eyes full of disdain.
"I don't know which country's army you belong to, but since you had the nerve to sneak into this palace, don't expect an easy death."
Seeing the rare specimen actually dare to show himself openly, Neferpitou's lips curled into an eerie smile. Turning to Meruem, he instinctively lowered his voice.
"My king, we've found him."
At those words, Meruem's lips also twitched upward. The instant his purple eyes fell on the rare specimen, they filled with murderous intent.
The man clearly had yet to grasp the gravity of his situation and continued running his mouth.
None of them interrupted his arrogant speech, treating it as his last words. Although he was merely food, he still deserved that most basic respect.
Meruem lashed his tail a few times, then sent the thick, spike-tipped appendage sweeping toward the top of the man's head faster than the eye could see.
Blood slowly trickled down from the top of the man's head. His vision dimmed, his consciousness rapidly faded, and at last, he collapsed to the floor.
Meruem had neatly sliced off the top of his skull, which fell to one side.
Once the rare specimen had fallen, Meruem crouched down and rummaged around inside the man's skull. Finally, he selected the most tender piece and slowly placed it in his mouth.
This time, instead of casually spitting it out as he usually did, Meruem actually swallowed it.
At last,