Devouring and Merging Worlds

The orcs who hadn't been affected had no idea what was happening.

Why had their companions suddenly gotten down on all fours and started squealing like pigs?

But they could be sure of one thing: that Pig-headed Butcher and those piglets were enemies!

They hurried to help, kicking away all three piglets that were biting their companions.

In just a few dozen seconds, their companions had already been bitten until they were a bloody mess.

"Pig-headed man! You dared attack us? You're dead!"

The orc roared in fury.

The orcs who hadn't been bewitched into imagining themselves as pigs immediately charged at the Pig-headed Butcher.

They bared their fangs and claws and began attacking him.

But the Pig-headed Butcher's expression never changed. He wore that same vacant, eerie smile the whole time.

He flourished the Butcher's Knife in his hand.

Then he strode forward to meet them.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The orcs slashed at the Pig-headed Butcher with their claws, their sharp talons leaving several deep gashes that exposed bone.

But not a drop of blood flowed from the Pig-headed Butcher's body.

He seemed unable to feel pain. His expression didn't change, and he didn't even try to dodge.

He fixed on one of the orcs and swung the Butcher's Knife like a light, graceful butterfly.

So fast.

All they could see was the blade flashing again and again. The orc had no time to dodge.

The blade fell, and the orc froze.

He felt no pain at all. His body seemed completely unharmed.

But the next second, his thoughts stopped, then vanished.

His body had been sliced open with the precision of a specimen.

His arm fell away, his head separated from his body, and a gaping cut ran from his lower abdomen to his chest.

His organs were laid bare.

The knife was too fast-or, rather, the Pig-headed Butcher's Slaughter technique was too good!

The other orcs were terrified.

What kind of knife technique was that pig-headed man using? It was terrifying!

But unlike the strange human they had encountered earlier, this one could at least be attacked effectively.

They turned their fear into anger and launched an even more vicious assault on the Pig-headed Butcher.

Yet the Pig-headed Butcher still ignored the other orcs attacking him.

By now, his body was covered in claw marks. He seemed on the verge of being torn to pieces.

Suddenly, the Pig-headed Butcher bent down and sprawled over the body of the orc he had just sliced open.

He opened his enormous mouth and began to feast!

"Smack, smack..."

The sounds of chewing echoed through the warehouse.

He devoured the stinking organs as if they were delicacies.

Blood and bits of flesh smeared the corners of his mouth, and alongside that unchanging, eerie smile, they made him even more disturbing!

As the Pig-headed Butcher ate, his wounds healed at a visible speed.

All the orcs drew in a sharp breath.

They were orcs, full of wild instincts, and they ate raw meat too.

But not like this pig-headed man.

Why did this pig-headed man seem so strange, too?

"Quick! Cut off his head!"

An orc had just rushed to the slaughtering table at the front. He grabbed another Butcher's Knife and charged over.

He aimed at the neck of the Pig-headed Butcher, still eating, and brought the knife down!

Crack-

The Pig-headed Butcher's head fell to the ground, and the chewing in the warehouse stopped.

For a moment, the silence was terrifying.

All the orcs panted heavily, relieved, their eyes showing a trace of delight.

"He's dead! He's dead!"

"What are these things? They don't even bleed! They're so strange-they can't be orcs!"

"Who cares what it is? As long as it's dead, that's good enough."

Just then, an orc glanced at the Pig-headed Butcher's severed head on the ground.

He seemed to spot something horrifying and cried out in fear, "H-he's not dead! He just blinked!"

The other orcs were startled and looked over nervously.

They saw that the Pig-headed Butcher's eyes were closed. They hadn't opened at all, so how could he have blinked?

"Don't jump at every little thing. His eyes aren't even open. Are you trying to scare us?"

"Come on, let's go into this building and take everything edible-"

The orc suddenly thought of something as he spoke.

His back instantly went cold. Trembling, he said:

"J-just now, when we cut off the pig-headed man's head, I remember his eyes were open."

"...B-but how are they closed now?"

The other orcs heard this and felt their hair stand on end.

They all immediately looked back at the Pig-headed Butcher's head.

What they saw left them completely dumbfounded.

The Pig-headed Butcher's head was still on the ground, but now his eyes were open.

His eyeballs rolled as he stared fixedly at them, a strange smile on his face.

In a deep, resonant voice, he said, "Heh heh heh. You're so tasty. Such fine food."

He had only a head left, yet he was still talking.

This was beyond the orcs' comprehension once again.

And just then, at the severed stump of the pig-headed man's head before their eyes,

flesh began growing out, like tumors.

It swelled rapidly, like a balloon, until it was more than ten meters across.

The Pig-headed Butcher's head swelled along with it.

Soon, the pig's face grew even bigger and more fearsome.

It had a livid green face and bared tusks, with drool running from its mouth.

The tumor-like flesh that had grown behind it turned into a huge body.

The Pig-headed Butcher had grown an entirely new body from his head.

He became a giant wild boar, nearly ten meters tall!

But that same eerie smile still hung on the monstrous pig's face.

Its huge body rose, casting a vast shadow.

It enveloped the orcs beneath it.

The inexplicable fear they had felt earlier in Deadwood Forest surged back into their hearts.

This pig-headed man was just as strange as the human they had encountered earlier!

After undergoing Demon Pig Transformation, the Pig-headed Butcher's strength surged. Like a tank, he charged at them.

The orcs were already scared out of their wits.

They immediately fled in a panic.

But the Pig-headed Butcher caught up with one of them in an instant.

He opened his enormous mouth and bit down.

He smacked his lips as he ate, like someone eating a watermelon. Screams rang out as blood kept spilling onto the ground.

Finally, the Pig-headed Butcher swallowed him whole.

Then he began chasing the remaining orcs.

They scattered in every direction, but they couldn't outrun the Pig-headed Butcher.

The little piglets also held them back, and one by one, the orcs were caught.

The Pig-headed Butcher crushed them all to death.

Every last orc in this world died.

Shen Hui watched it all with satisfaction.

Next, he could merge this world with his own.

With a thought, Shen Hui stirred his world's will and began to consume and merge with the world that was in decline.

[Devouring and merging world]

[Gained World Origin: 120]

[Death World expanded to: 29 kilometers]

``` [Obtained Replication Trait Card]