Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Stomach-less King began what he was best at and most passionate about.

He shook his cheeks, opened up his back molars, and started to devour.

Even when he opened his mouth to the limit, it was not even one-tenth of the Demonic Abyss Worm’s bloody mouth, which could split open in all directions.

Nevertheless, his speed of devouring flesh and blood was not inferior to the latter.

A large amount of the Demonic Abyss Worm’s flesh and blood was brutally torn off by him. Before he had the time to chew, they slid into his esophagus.

Stomach-less King seemed to have no stomach at all.

A huge burning cauldron that was filled with magma filled his entire stomach. It was enough to melt everything.

When the Demonic Abyss Worm’s flesh and blood fell into the “cauldron,” they instantly transformed into the purest energy.

It was then absorbed by Stomach-less King’s hungry cells until not a single drop was left.

After absorbing enough energy, Stomach-less King’s own flesh and blood regenerated at an incredible speed.

His limbs that had just been corroded by the acid and digestive enzymes were riddled with potholes, and the white of his bones was even exposed. However, flesh of steel and blood regenerated, ready to be torn and corroded at any time.

The Demonic Abyss Worm’s cell division and self-healing ability were no less than that of Stomach-less King.

No matter how much flesh and internal organs Stomach-less King ate, it could heal and regenerate at a visible speed.

Just like that, the two monsters with the same terrifying ability to devour and regenerate, one human and one beast, fell into the longest battle in Picturesque Orchid Lake’s history.

They were like the ouroboros, biting each other’s heads and tails in an endless cycle.

They kept using the other’s flesh and blood as food to make up for the damage caused by the other’s bite.

For a whole month, the lion and tiger warriors, who were dozens of miles away from the battlefield, could hear an earth-shaking rumble coming from the center of the battlefield.

It was the rumbling sound of the Demonic Abyss Worm’s bowels.

However, no one was willing to disturb the epic competition between Stomach-less King and the Demonic Abyss Worm.

The warriors of the Lion and Tiger Clans had their own pride and personality. They were not willing to take advantage of the situation when Stomach-less King still had a fighting chance. That was one of the reasons.

The more important reason was that all the Turan warriors had learned this rule of survival from the Barbarian Elephant Clan: Do not disturb Stomach-less King while he was eating…

Not under any circumstance.

The thunderous roar lasted for more than a month.

Then, the Demonic Abyss Worm’s intestines wriggled and finally weakened.

It began to struggle.

Sometimes it curled up into a ball, and sometimes it tightened into a straight line. It rubbed against the towering tree and drew countless traces of pain on the ground.

From the depths of his bloody mouth, which had once devoured countless lives, came a weak wail.

But Stomach-less King was still eating.

He was focused on eating, ignoring everything else.

According to the analysis of the scars found on his body later, during this one month, the ubiquitous acid and digestive enzymes had at least stripped Stomach-less King’s flesh and blood from his bones, it had been completely peeled off, decomposed, and corroded over seventy to eighty times.

In the end, Stomach-less King’s fingers, toes, limbs, eyeballs, ears, and lips were all digested by the Demonic Abyss Worm, and they could no longer be regenerated.

However, even if there was only a bare body like a seal or only a mouth left, Stomach-less King continued to gobble down the food in a race against time.

Life did not cease, and the devouring did not stop.

In the end, the epic hero lost his sight, hearing, touch, smell, and most of his ability to move, but his appetite became a hundred times stronger than before. He won this unprecedented competition, the soul-stirring competition of gluttony.

The number of cell divisions in the Demonic Abyss Worm finally reached its limit.

Its flesh and blood regeneration ability had also broken through the critical point of collapse.

Most importantly, it was tired of the taste of constantly devouring and digesting.

In the long years that it had grown from a small earthworm into a giant python, for the first time, it felt extremely full and tired.

It was full.

It was tired of eating.

It vomited.

The Demonic Abyss Worm began to regurgitate everything.

Its central nerves that were hundreds of meters long seemed to have been strangled by billions of lightning bolts, causing its flesh and blood to spasm violently.

In the past month or so, Stomach-less King had already demolished the Demonic Abyss Worm’s stomach seven times, turning its world upside down.

Even though the Demonic Abyss Worm had a powerful self-healing ability, its flesh and internal organs that were reborn had also turned into mush.

Along with the violent spasms, a large amount of flesh, internal organs, and even acid shot out from the depths of its throat.

The Demonic Abyss Worm was like a bulging leather bag that was filled with water, with a hole pierced through it.

As the contents poured out, it withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The scales that were originally as hard as iron were all peeled off from its body.

Under the scales, the originally soft and powerful skin was also covered with wrinkles and cracks, like a shed snakeskin.

In the end, only a layer of wrinkled dead skin was left, wrapping around the huge spine.

The flesh between the skin and the bones was either eaten up by Stomach-less King or vomited out by the Demonic Abyss Worm.

When the warriors of the Lion and Tiger Clans heard the earth-shaking vomiting sound and realized that victory and defeat had been decided, they hurried to the center of the battlefield. By then, the Demonic Abyss Worm was already dead.

Ar the center of the vomit, they found Stomach-less King, who was riddled with holes and badly mutilated.

Stomach-less King could no longer see, hear, or touch anything.

Between his chest and abdomen, under the skin as thin as cicada wings, his intestines and stomach could still be seen. It was rumbling like a cold and merciless crusher.

Stomach-less King had lost his eyeballs, but his eye sockets were filled with blood, and they emitted a greedy light that pierced toward the top of the Holy Mountain.

It was as if he was looking at the feast that the ancestors had set up for the warriors that they would never be able to finish.

He had lost all his skin and was covered with fascia and tendons. A satisfied smile appeared on his extremely hideous face.

After burping lightly, Stomach-less King said his last words that made all the lion and tiger warriors present dumbfounded.

“I’m eighty percent full.”

That was the story of Stomach-less King and the Demonic Abyss Worm.

It was also the story of the most exciting King of Gluttony competition in the history of Picturesque Orchid Lake.

Ever since Stomach-less King’s death, the warriors of Picturesque Orchid Lake would still occasionally battle with their appetites.

However, few clans and towns still held a serious King of Gluttony competition.

All the Turan people had unanimously agreed that Stomach-less King and the Demonic Abyss Worm had created an unprecedented miracle.

After their month-and-a-half-long, earth-shattering battle, the competition between the gluttons of all forms and levels had become a child’s game.

The exceptions were Fist and the Great Triangle of Death, as well as Stomach-less King and the Demonic Abyss Worm.

Every giant skeleton fossil on display in the fossil museum had a soul-stirring story. It would lead to a hero who had once made a name for himself in history.

The Wolf King knew the history of these fossils and the story of the epic heroes like the back of his hand.

He took Meng Chao to walk among the giant skeleton fossils for a long time. He was eloquent and eloquent.

In the end, he concluded, “The monster war that happened five or six thousand years ago was the golden age of the heroes and heroes!

“At that time, the warriors of the five clans worked together to fight against the common enemy. They rushed to the overwhelming beast tide one after another and fought to the death against the epic beasts that were dozens of times larger than them.

“Victory would leave a mark in history, creating a miracle that stunned countless successors.

“Even if we were defeated, we would still be able to kill to our heart’s content and die happily!

“Unlike today, Picturesque Orchid Lake’s totem beasts were almost wiped out by us. We could only kill each other or find trouble with the Holy Light faction. Such a battle was indeed interesting, but it was never as grand and legendary as the battle between orcs and monsters.

“I swear that if I can really obtain the inheritance of the Holy Mountain, I will definitely return here and absorb the power contained in the bones and fossils of the Triangle of Death and the Demonic Abyss Worm. I will witness the elegance of the legendary champions such as Fist and Stomach-less King with my own eyes!”

“Wait…”

However, Meng Chao extracted a very sensitive keyword from the Wolf King’s long speech. His ears immediately perked up. “What did you say just now? Monster… War?”

“That’s right, monster.”

The Wolf King glanced at Meng Chao and said nonchalantly, “Five to six thousand years ago, or even earlier, totem beasts were scattered in every corner of Picturesque Orchid Lake. They were numerous and extremely aggressive.

“At that time, the Turan orcs were not like today. They did not have so many totem armors and did not completely grasp the power hidden in the depths of totems.

“The territories of the five great clans hadn’t expanded to the Land of Holy Light’s borders, but they could pierce into the hinterland of the Holy Light humans. The conflict between us and the Holy Light faction wasn’t too intense.

“At that time, the totem beasts were our greatest enemy.

“So, at that time, the Turan orcs all called the totem beasts, ‘monsters.’ For thousands of years, they fought with the totem beasts for living space, hunting and anti-hunting, devouring and anti-devouring battles, and called it the Monster War.

“The Monster War was even crueler than the Battle of Glory between us and the Holy Light faction.

“Because both sides in the war of Honor had solid defense lines and vast hinterlands. Except for a few cases where the army was defeated, both sides could gain precious breathing space in their hinterlands.

“However, the totem beasts were mixed with us, and they could attack us at any time.

“Thousands of years of the Monster War has taken the lives of countless Turan warriors.

“However, we have also harvested a large amount of flesh and blood of totem beasts, and refined the mysterious material in the flesh and blood that can be used to forge totem armor.

“On the totem beasts’ bones, the naturally growing mysterious patterns have also allowed us to gradually understand the true meaning of totem power.

“It can be said that without the Monster War, the Turan civilization today would not exist.

“It was the ferocious and vicious monsters that tried to destroy everything in the past that shaped the Turan orcs into what they are today!”