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In a normal cultural sphere, cannibalism was taboo.

Even in ancient China, it was the same.

Why was one of the harshest punishments feeding the meat of a criminal who had been killed to their family?

However, there was no culture that did not engage in cannibalism.

When a person was extremely hungry, and the moment came to choose between survival and dignity.

But this was a shameful act.

Too shameful to even mention.

Among the dogs, there was one who did not know shame.

The cannibal lord was that kind of person.

Sometimes among people, there were those who wanted to prove their superiority by doing something no one else dared to do.

Instead of leaving nutritious and delicious dishes, they chose to eat tough and smelly human flesh.

I do what you cannot do.

That’s why I am superior.

The cannibal lord, who had reached the peak of distorted self-esteem in order to become more superior than others, even tamed the cursed demon.

Soon, the world would face a more evil and vicious enemy, the Flame Demon, than the cannibal lord.

However, someone challenged the authority built on blood and resentment head-on.

And it was the voice of a young girl, clear and bold.

A move that scratched the pride of the cannibal lord.

The scratched cannibal lord lost his sanity.

“What kind of woman are you! How dare you!”

“My lord! No! Ambush…”

His subordinates had no chance to stop him.

With his beard bristling with anger, the cannibal lord leaped forward with a loud thud.

All that was left was a cracked wooden floor.

His subordinates helplessly raised their hands.

“We had prepared an ambush…”

The subordinates remembered their past struggles.

Digging the ground, hiding traps among the trees, practicing retreats and reversals by district, days of rolling with the slogan of total annihilation.

The subordinates bowed their heads and gave orders.

“Enough! My lord has taken the lead!”

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After the rough landing, the provocative words aimed at the enemy were heard by Bokhaun, who was driving the enemies towards the main camp.

It was an embarrassing insult that even his enemies would not dare to say, but the problem was the target.

The cannibal lord? Why was the cannibal lord here?

However, the tightly closed gates of the main camp were shattered with a loud noise.

Truly overwhelming authority.

The advance of the Surochae army came to a halt.

A figure of extraordinary stature appeared, both vertically and horizontally.

A red aura overflowed.

The energy was so intense that it was visible to the naked eye.

The heart was moved, and the body moved involuntarily to the stage of action.

It was clear who it was.

“Cannibal Lord!”

Bokhaun shouted like a scream.

It was actually close to a scream.

It was unbearable to face the evil power of the cannibal lord in the peak of the post-ultimate phase.

“What kind of woman are you! How dare you! How dare you! I will not kill you gently! I will exterminate your tribe, feed your intestines to you, and make your stomach burst!”

“You really like eating intestines! Stop eating so much! Your stomach is about to burst! Seriously!”

With a chuckling laugh, Cheong, the new disciple of the Qing sect, landed between the enemies and the cannibal lord.

“Hello, senior! Here comes the Qing sect’s Cheong with a greeting!”

“You, you…!”

“You’ll collapse from high blood pressure before the fight even starts! What are you waiting for! Let’s fight! Let’s have a match!”

“Bring it on!”

What an entrance!

It wasn’t just in comedy!

Cheong swallowed her admiration.

The cannibal lord’s massive foot leaped forward.

Cheong shouted.

“Wait!”

In that delicate moment of hesitation, the cannibal lord hesitated for a moment.

That was the moment.

Thud thud thud thud thud. The sound of five light landings.

Five children appeared behind Cheong’s back.

“Again, I’m going! My Moonlight Sword!”

Cheong, with courage multiplied by a hundred, charged forward.

The cannibalistic soldier, a mix of anger and confusion, rapidly approached.

The presence felt from behind was reassuring.

Cheong raised his sword boldly.

The betrothed of the pseudo-martial artist flowed into the sword with a solemn flow.

With the meticulous skill of the Yangyang Sutra, the twilight-colored sword energy left a long trail vertically as it descended.

Mount Taesan’s pressure. A sense of oppression as heavy as Mount Taesan.

The teacher had evaluated him as somewhat composed, but he was just a novice. In other words, it was a sound of hitting down, but with no finesse.

The soldier’s hands were stained a sickly red.

Barely at the peak, the fearless woman!

The clash of sword energy and power.

Clang! A collision of power and sword energy that produced an unbelievably loud sound.

Cheong flew through the air, unable to overcome the difference in strength.

The soldier’s heavy body leaped up, following his trajectory.

Cheong quickly turned his body around.

A giant club swung right in front of his face. The sickly hand reached out.

Cheong reached out his hand behind his back.

But the difference in skill was clear.

The soldier’s arm began to fall first.

In an instant, clang!

Three children leaped up to block the soldier’s strike.

Cheong had never relied solely on his abilities.

“I trusted you!”

Cheong thrust his sword.

A thrust full of strength and determination, without any tricks.

The sword moved at the speed of light towards the soldier’s heart-

In an instant, the soldier’s hand grasped the blade firmly.

“What a waste, woman. If it wasn’t for your divine skill, it might have worked.”

Originally, martial artists would never admit to using divine skills even in death, following the law of the martial world.

Referring to the soldier as a divine skill naturally meant the use of fire martial arts.

Although Cheong didn’t know, fire martial arts originated from the minority martial arts.

Originally a complex concept, simplified as a reversal of yin and yang, with similar effects.

For example, refining under the elbow.

By adding the pinnacle of arm achievement to the fire martial arts, the sword energy was unmatched.

It was the fear of renowned martial arts.

The reason for practicing despite the dangers of the martial world.

“Oh. This isn’t working.”

The soldier pulled Cheong’s sword towards him.

The opposite arm was already charged with fire.

A swordsman never lets go of his sword even in death!

Cheong let go of the sword without hesitation.

What can you do if you’re not a swordsman.

The soldier’s eyes flickered.

Taking advantage of the moment when the woman stepped back, he intended to deal with the annoying children first.

The venomous hand of the venomous martial artist struck without fear at a small target.

Expecting the body to explode and scatter, but.

Bang! With the sound of iron striking, the child bounced off the ground five times and flew far away.

The soldier was surprised. How dare they! Why!

The soldier’s pupils moved quickly.

Among the children, he found the face of the mysterious child.

“What are you doing! Why are the children attacking me!”

It was a skill used by high-level practitioners.

A technique of whispering small whispers and hitting them into the opponent’s ear to protect the conversation from being heard by others.

It was called “whispering.”

The mysterious child’s whisper flew towards him.

“Strictly speaking, it’s not an attack. The children are just protecting the lady of the manor.”

“Does that make sense! Why are they protecting a useless woman who wouldn’t even be missed if torn to pieces!”

“Oh. That’s a personal matter, isn’t it? We don’t share personal matters with each other, do we?”

“Huh, does the girl think she can break the rules and get away with it just because she receives favor from the lord for making children attack me?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

Eun Yeon-young just wore a troubled smile.

Hoeju was just a guy who wasn’t worth the trouble of dealing with. He was stupid and greedy, easy to handle, so she just let him be.

Eun Yeon-young suppressed a smirk and shot back, “The commander doesn’t listen to reason. Could you just deal with him until he loses some energy? You have the ability to do that, right?”

“What a load of crap,” the commander replied.

The commander was about to respond, but suddenly waved his hand.

It was because Cheong had rushed in.

Cheong had learned to trust the Chinese people and shout with them, but this opponent was not easy to deal with.

Moreover, the gangsters only defended themselves.

You had to land the fatal blow yourself, but there was a slight difference in skill level, making it difficult.

“How should a master’s disciple act?” Cheong thought back to his conversation with his master.

“Master, what if the enemy is a high-level expert?”

“In that case, you must flee. What else can you do?”

“But what if I can’t flee?”

“If you must face a formidable opponent…”

Wear them out.

When the opponent was exhausted and had no more tricks up their sleeve, you had to make them use up all their energy to endure.

Of course, it was impossible to do this one-on-one.

Because the expert had more tricks up their sleeve, and even their efficiency was better, so in a fair fight, the expert would run out of tricks first.

“What then?”

“You have skills, don’t you?”

“What skills do I have?”

“I mean, turning the opponent’s mind upside down.”

Turn the opponent’s mind upside down.

One of your techniques was close to the best in the world, so if you could enrage the enemy, erase their reason, and survive by avoiding them, you might have the upper hand.

Cheong was skilled in this area.

But it felt strange to do it on purpose.

It was a bit embarrassing to shout while sober.

Usually, you needed a bit of alcohol to get the words out.

Cheong’s nonsense also followed this principle.

It came out well when you were angry or a bit dizzy.

Or when you were excited.

You needed the taste of blood, the feeling of pulling out your entrails and hanging them around your neck, and the sound of bones breaking.

That way, the excitement would rise, and true words would come out from the depths of your soul.

Right now, speaking coldly for victory only made him feel a bit sorry.

It was embarrassing to have everyone hear it.

So Cheong spoke to the commander in a voice that could be heard by others.

To others, it looked like he was bravely rushing in despite the difference in skill level.

But in reality, the sound that came out every time they clashed and dodged was like this.

“Hey, you piglet. You call yourself a cannibal, but how much do you have to eat to end up like this? Be honest. It looks like you have more chest than me.”

The commander was taken aback.

The woman who made the gangsters was a key member of the group.

Without the gangsters, the great work was impossible.

So it was her request…

“Hey, but if you’re a cannibal, you should boil, roast, and steam everything, right? So when you bathe, do you drink all the bathwater? It seems like you’d make a really strong broth.”

“Uh…”

“Honestly, I’ll admit it. If I were listening to this nonsense, I wouldn’t just sit still. Do you have a hobby of getting insulted? Even when I scratch like this, you’re not angry? Give me some backtalk?”

“Uh…”

“Do you know ‘like treats like’? If your eyes are bad, you eat eye dishes, and if your liver is bad, you eat liver dishes. So you eat people because you’re not human, right?”

“Uh…”

“Then you should eat a lot of old people from now on. Since you don’t have parents, you should eat other people’s parents…”

“Aaargh!!! I’ll kill you!!! I’ll kill you!!!”

Finally, the cannibal commander exploded.