His skin was rough and dark, and as he lay prone on the ground, his massive belly was entirely pressed against it, squeezed into a strange shape, yet he didn't dare lift his head even slightly.
On the gigantic throne that originally belonged to him sat a beautiful woman of the Human race, her skin as white as snow. Her eyes were proud and cold, looking down haughtily at the Gluttonous Demon King.
"Gluttonous, this plan is crucial for us Yincha Demonic God's lineage. If there's any mistake, be careful I might peel off your layers of fat."
This woman, transformed into Wu Mingyan, was the Yincha Demonic God.
It's just that this version of Wu Mingyan only possessed a wisp of her soul.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The Gluttonous Demon King replied, trembling with fear.
Among the rigidly ranked external Demons, the Demonic God is its absolute superior, capable of easily harvesting its life.
