The Twelve Demon Kings had been unbearably arrogant just moments ago, but now they were all torn limb from limb by Long Fei, rolling on the ground and howling in agony.
The Chaos Beast watched with drool dripping down, knowing that the Demon Kings' flesh was definitely far more nutritious than that of the Demon Soldiers.
It wagged its tail, took the risk of going over, and at the edge snatched a chunk of a Demon King's thigh from Long Fei, then swallowed it in one gulp, barely chewing.
Long Fei lifted his eyes and glanced at it, his pupils blood-red, scaring the Chaos Beast so much it hurriedly shouted, "Master, it's me! Little Ball, don't you recognize your Little Ball?"
Long Fei split his mouth into a grin, amused by the Chaos Beast's comical appearance.
He hadn't lost his sanity, of course he recognized the Chaos Beast.
Master and servant feasted together, eating the Twelve Demon Kings down to the last bone.
