This five-headed, strong and mountain-like monster is called Ta Chi (chǐ), and it comes from an alien race called Anyu.

The strength of their race is well confirmed.

One head is the mortal rank, two heads are the spiritual rank, three heads are the persuasive rank...  

By analogy, the strength of this five-headed Anyu monster is his fate.

For every head of the Anyu tribe, there is an extra talent and an extra life. Coupled with their monster-level physique, it is a nightmare that many creatures are unwilling to face.

The Anyu people are cruel and cruel, and when they are hungry, even the same people are just food for walking.

The meat animals that Ta Chi talked about were the nationals of hundreds of nations who had not escaped in time and were captured by the alien coalition forces. Under the compulsory order of Worcester Brown, these nationals were kept in captivity and protected, and other alien races devoured them.

It wasn't Wurster's conscience that he kept these citizens just to turn them into weapons to defeat the allied forces of the Li Kingdom.



A large group of ordinary people whose hands and feet were bound with ropes marched numbly towards the battlefield.

"Hurry up, Lao Tzu, you two-legged sheep."

"Ethan, you idiot, these fat and delicious sheep are not trash, they taste much more refreshing than your sister."

"Rett, I can still remember the smell of your dead ghost daddy."

The two two-headed Anyu's stinky spittle flew across the sky, their red eyes fixed on each other's head, and their mouths flowed.

"Shut the fuck. Shut your dung mouths, you idiots, if you have time to fight among yourself here, don't fuck. Hurry up and send these two-legged sheep to the battlefield, we can enjoy the meat quality sooner More tender young children."

An Anyu with three heads cursed.

"Whoever is talking nonsense and delaying my best time to enjoy the food, I will chop him up tonight and become my ration!"

The group of monsters stopped their cursing and fighting, and vented their anger on the numb humans ahead.

They raised the iron whips in their hands, and slammed them hard at the staggering humans.

These iron whips are all specially made, with fine barbs inlaid on them.

A random whip can scrape away a large amount of flesh and blood, the wound can be seen deep in the bone, and the lungs and viscera can be shattered.

Ordinary people would not survive long even if they were not whipped to death on the spot.

These 'dead' will automatically become food for the Anyu.

And those who couldn't walk anymore, and those who slowed down their movement speed, would be picked up and torn in half by the surrounding Anyou monsters and stuffed into their mouths, chewed a few times, and then swallowed them into their stomachs.

The hot blood splashed and fell to the ground, and was quickly covered by the raised dust.

The other people continued to walk forward numbly with weak legs, across the land that was once stained red with blood, towards the end of destruction.

It's not that they dare not resist.

They also rebelled violently.

It's just that all those who dared to resist became the food of these cannibal monsters in the end. When all those who dared to resist were eaten up, the remaining unarmed people gradually became numb.

No matter how much they resisted, they would just become food in the mouths of these monsters.

Human beings, ordinary human beings, all the resistance in front of these monsters always seems too pale and powerless.