"The physical bodies of the Human Clan are really too weak, yet such a weak race is regarded as the leader of all spirits, which is truly unfair. Now, in this age of great competition, I have awakened spiritual wisdom and should seize the initiative, to change the master of this world."
The massive tiger with drooping eyes walked up to a villager who had fallen to the ground, one of his legs still intact.
Its eyes were indifferent as it opened its bloody maw and tore off the entire leg, then sat down slowly and began to lick the leg, savoring the meal.
Each lick of its tongue scraped off a layer of meat, producing a hissing sound.
A strong scent of blood and a demonic odor filled the village.
"How pleasant... I've heard that the Human Clan also likes my whip, saying it's a delicacy. Someday I'll catch some people and see if they really do like it..."
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On the mountain path, many villagers leaving Hongshan Village walked with bewildered faces.
