Food in comics

The power of this punch is immense, bursting countless air and forming a wave of air. Its power is comparable to the super storm that Ivan encountered during the Hunter's exam before, and it is enough to destroy this space.

Incarnate the praise and killing of the demon of food, the whole arm is poured into the thunder, crackling, like the singing of thousands of birds, flashing dazzling light, gorgeous and dazzling.

"Boom!"

Carrying a loud noise, hit Ivan, this punch is like a nuclear bomb about to explode.

"Really." Ivan looked at the advancing praise, raised his low left hand, and suddenly a black strange flame rose from between his index fingers, and then the fingertips of each finger ignited black one after another. flame.

[Heaven's Imperial Sun] This is the ability of his left eye to write round eyes in a kaleidoscope, and he can manipulate the power of the sun at will.

With a fist, the entire black ominous flame wrapped the entire finger, and the thunder jumped in the flame, and it seemed that it was no longer pure, as if it was stained with the color of black flame, and it began to turn black.

Similarly, Ivan also slapped a punch, and in an instant, the two punches, flesh to flesh, bone to bone, collided together.

In an instant, it was as if time had stopped. In the next moment, the earth cracked and cracked directly. From the place where Ivan stood, it was sunken more than ten meters inward.

"Boom!"

In the next second, Zanlu, who had already turned into a demon of food, was wrapped in the sky, and the whole person flew out like a blazing black sun, embedded in the earth for tens of meters.

In an instant, the earth and rocks collapsed and flew, and countless dust rose into the sky, like a volcanic eruption, and another giant crater appeared, connecting with the crater Ivan made.

The big pit is surrounded by burning black flames, and in the center of the pit is the gourmet demon. At this moment, it is covered with blood and bones. The speed visible to the naked eye has returned to its original state. At the moment of the collision of his fists, the keen nature of his whole body was entangled with thought power. Amaterasu's attack.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be what he is now.

"Heh!" A foul breath was spit out from the hideous mouth of the food demon, like a cloud of steam.

It no longer dared to make a rash move like just now. Ivan’s strength made it start to fear. The food devil’s intuition was extremely keen. Although the praise at the moment was counteracted by the food cell, it became an inhumane, only knowing killing and satisfaction. Gourmet demon of appetite.

But the instinct of animals, the desire for survival engraved in their genes, allowed it to suppress the idea of ​​brutality and killing, and gave rise to the idea of ​​fleeing here.

The food devil's muscles turned quietly and silently, but Ivan was staring at him, his spirit poured out completely, traversing the void, the overlord color mixed with his own killing intent, locked on the praise that has been backlashed by the food cell.

"Why, want to go?" Ivan said in a cold voice. This sentence was like the whisper of hell, chilling, like seeing death.

Others may not feel it, but the food demon was stunned when he was overwhelmed by Ivan's aura, because it smelled the breath of death.

Turning his head and looking, what it saw was no longer a human, but a terrifying high-level gourmet demon, staring at it, as if thinking about whether to eat it.

This is no longer a question of the same level, but the innate upper person is staring at the lower person as food. No matter how powerful the lower person is, in the eyes of the upper person, it is just whether the food is strong and delicious, nothing more.

In an instant, the brain issued a warning to it, and immediately fled, never allowed to stay here.

"Sneez!" Without any pause, the demon of food turned into a stream of light, and ran out between the electric light and flint.

Fleeing is the only gift that the superiors give to the subordinates. Success in fleeing means being alive and failing to escape. It can only be a delicious meal for the superiors to fill their stomachs. Let alone confrontation, even the idea of ​​staring at each other is afraid to arise. It is simply natural suppression.

From dawn to dark, a blood moon hung in the sky. If you look closely, you can find that the appearance of this blood moon seems to be somewhat similar to Ivan's eyes.

Without knowing where he ran, the food demon stopped, panting heavily, and looking back, he didn't see the scared figure, the heart that almost jumped out, and it was only slightly placed back into the distance.

The slackened food demon instantly took over its head with appetite. It can't wait to kill and bite various creatures to satisfy its crazy, uncontrollable appetite.

"What? Can't run or are you hungry?"

Suddenly, Ivan's voice appeared in the ears of the food demon, and the cold sweat instantly ran from him, and the sweat stood in terror.

Before the food demon ran away again, a white and slender hand had penetrated its chest, with a little black flame, holding its beating bright red heart.

The palm of his hand was clenched, the heart burst open, countless blood mist sprayed out, and the black flame attached to his flesh and blood, slowly burning.

The pain is extremely painful. Even if the heart bursts, the food devil's strong vitality is enough to support it to live for several hours, and even satisfy the appetite, the heart can grow again.

The black flame burned its flesh and blood a little bit, but it couldn't die. The feeling that life is worse than death made it twitch.

In the end, the food demon saw Ivan looking at him indifferently, kicked his head and liberated him.

"Huh!" The sleeping demon suddenly woke up and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him. After a few seconds, he came back to his senses, remembering that it destroyed the fire dragon with a punch and killed Ivan with another punch.

I realized that those just now were just a nightmare. I was relieved by the devil, ready to start looking for food to fill my appetite...

"Zan Lian seems to be really dead." Ivan closed his right eye and sighed helplessly.

[Heaven’s Imperial Moon] is the ability of his right eye, like a moon reading, able to draw people into the illusion, but it is stronger than the moon reading. If you really want to describe it, it is almost a weakened version of Izanami .

Anyone who has directly looked at his pupils has the possibility of hypnosis. As long as he closes his right eye, he can draw others into his illusion space.

And this eye will see everything that happens in the illusion space, and everything in the space will be transferred according to Ivan's wishes.

Step by step, Ivan walked towards the food demon, as if taking a walk. At this time, the food demon in the fantasy realm was almost collapsed by the appetite in his mind, and countless ingredients were placed in front of him, smelling attractive The scent of glutinous rice, eaten in one bite, is like chewing pewter, tasteless.

In two or three minutes, Ivan walked in front of the food demon, and it had been completely destroyed in the illusion space. If it weren't for the torture of various mental tortures, I am afraid it would not know how many suicides.

"It's over." Ivan raised his left hand, and a black flame ignited at the fingertip of his index finger, igniting the whole body of the food demon.

It looks like a ball of candles with black flames inserted on the ground, very beautiful.