While the middle-aged emperor was figuring out his situation, the big-sized baby suddenly grabbed him. He struggled for a moment, but he couldn't break free. He sneered and said, "I'm just a consciousness, what can you do to me?"
Kacha.
The baby bit off half of his body, and he took another bite to consume him completely.
"So bland. There's no human taste or ghostly taste— What's going on?"
Crimson Emperor's head slowly grew out from the baby's neck again. The baby was furious and started to throw punches again, finally smacking him out from his body.
Crimson Emperor crawled up, and he thundered, "I told you, I'm a consciousness. I'm not the true Crimson Emperor. You can't eat me—"
Pak—
