In a royal palace in a certain country in Africa on Earth.
Fifteen scantily clad maids entered carrying platters of fresh fruit, arranging themselves in order under the command of the lead maid.
After completing this, the lead maid walked to the foot of the throne and bowed slightly, saying, "Your Majesty, fresh fruit, please make your selection."
Looking up along the lead maid's gaze, the one sitting on the throne was none other than the Sky Demon, Ximu.
After Ximu's surprise attack on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, he was pursued by S.H.I.E.L.D. To avoid too much attention, Ximu hid in relatively primitive Africa, occupied a small country, and declared himself king.
Ximu, sitting on the throne at this moment, was not very restrained. As the Sky Demon, even though he had fallen from grace, he still preferred to build his palace on a high mountain, or simply construct a tall tower, looking down from above at his territory.
Originally, after occupying this country, he wanted his subjects to build a tall tower for him to live in. However, Ximu soon discovered that he had underestimated the excellent matching mechanism of the African region. To put it mildly, with the intellectual capacity of the people of this country, they couldn't build a decent tall tower at all.
Before, they had built a tall tower under Ximu's command, but the result was truly indescribable, and it collapsed after not being supported for long, rendering it uninhabitable.
Helplessly, Ximu had to settle for the next best option, choosing this small, low-lying palace.
Ximu looked at the fifteen voluptuous maids before him, then at the fresh fruit in their trays, feeling a bit agitated.
Although Ximu himself had not noticed it, ever since he allowed Gluttony to possess him, while it brought him power enhancements, it had also had a significant impact on Ximu's emotions.
At this time, Ximu had become increasingly irritable, prone to massacre at the slightest inconvenience. This was why, among these fifteen maids, except for the lead maid, all of them kept their heads down, their faces filled with fear.
Of course, these fourteen maids were unaware of all this. They had only been recruited into the palace two or three days prior, and their fear was entirely due to their terror of a demon.
"Gulp..."
Just as Ximu was contemplating something, a sound suddenly emanated from his stomach. Several black tentacles emerged from within Ximu, writhing in the air.
Ximu, who had been agitated, not only didn't get angry upon seeing these tentacles spontaneously appearing, but instead revealed a smile, a smile of a doting father.
Ximu gently stroked the tentacles by his hand and said, "I know you're hungry, good boy, you'll be well-fed soon."
Ximu glanced at the lead maid below and waved his hand, saying, "You may go now."
"Yes."
Upon receiving the order, the lead maid bowed slightly, turned, and walked out.
With the lead maid gone, the remaining fourteen maids holding fruit platters became even more panicked, their legs trembling and their hearts pounding in their throats.
"Go on, have some pre-meal fruit first."
With Ximu's permission, the tentacles on his body rapidly shot out, sweeping away the fruit from the fourteen maids' trays like a whirlwind. Su Dan Novel Network
Seeing that the fruit in their hands had been eaten, the maids felt a sense of relief. With the fruit gone, it meant they could leave soon.
But what they didn't know was that Ximu had spoken very clearly: the fruit was merely an appetizer, and the main course was yet to come.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream shattered the silence of the hall. One maid was being bound by tentacles at the legs and dragged towards Ximu. Despite her desperate efforts, her fingernails peeling and her fingers bleeding on the ground, she couldn't slow down even for a second.
Finally, the maid was dragged in front of Ximu by the tentacles. More black, viscous fluid surged out of Ximu, engulfing the panicked maid and gradually absorbing her into his body.
Witnessing their companion's tragic fate, the remaining thirteen maids were terrified. Some collapsed on the ground with weak knees, while others, in a panic, tried to flee.
Unfortunately, whether they had collapsed or fled, none were spared from Ximu's devilish grasp. One by one, they were all seized by tentacles and absorbed, becoming nourishment for Gluttony.
After devouring these fourteen maids, Ximu, with a satisfied expression, wiped his mouth. Even though these fourteen individuals were eaten by Gluttony, as Gluttony's host, a portion of the energy absorbed by Gluttony flowed into his body.
Although the amount was relatively small, it was offset by the sheer quantity consumed.
In this short span of a week, this was Ximu's fifteenth such meal. At fourteen people per meal, Ximu had consumed no less than two hundred people.
"To think that the dignified Sky Demon would be so disgusting."
Just as Ximu finished his meal and was about to take a short rest, a voice reached his ears, immediately invigorating him.
"Who? Who's speaking!"
Ximu, who had stood up from the throne, was about to search for the source of the voice when, the next moment, purple light illuminated the area around the throne, and a magic circle appeared.
As the magic circle materialized and magic surged, streams of purple magical energy converged, forming a cage that trapped Ximu within.
After ensuring the magic was truly effective, the owner of the voice slowly emerged from the darkness.
The figure was clad in a black suit, with ink-green dragon scales covering the exposed skin. His face bore a striking resemblance to the Holy Lord, about seventy percent similar. This caused Ximu, trapped within the magic circle, to widen his eyes and exclaim, "Who are you? What is your relationship with the Holy Lord?"
"My name is Demon Little Dragon. The Holy Lord is my father."
The person who had appeared was none other than Demon Little Dragon, the son of the Holy Lord.
"Impossible! How could the Holy Lord have a son! Speak, who are you really?"
Seeing that Ximu did not believe his claim of being the Holy Lord's son, Demon Little Dragon did not dwell on it. After all, he harbored no particular affection for his never-met father.
Some might wonder how Demon Little Dragon came into being. It couldn't be that Mother Black Mist felt too sorry for Bai Qi having only a daughter and conjured a son for Bai Qi, right?
Of course not. Do you recall that Bai Qi secretly captured a large group of scientists to work for him when he was creating Bai Di?
After completing their tasks, most of these scientists were left in the laboratory to continue working for Bai Qi. Those with stubborn personalities were also secretly executed by Bai Qi, but there was one exception: Miles Warren.
This fellow had previously cloned a version of Hydro-Man using Hydro-Man's DNA. Although there were subsequent problems, it had to be admitted that he had made significant contributions in DNA cloning.
Among the many scientists captured, Warren's name was at the top.