"Such beauty, yet upon deeper reflection how terrifying, the Divine Demon Night Banquet."
Tang Meng gazed at the clusters of animal souls, floating nearby, as if they were delicious delicacies on each dish, a blossom of souls.
In a trance, she saw an ancient, star-like vast immortal god and demon, using planets as dishes, living beings as food, raising knife and fork, enjoying the meal meticulously.
And we, as servants, are preparing side dishes for this ancient god and demon.
Creating new exquisite, powerful species, becomes a new dish!
The existence from each different space-time enriches the desserts for this ancient god and demon, adding some pleasure to its long and mundane life.
"Is this the truth of the Divine Demon Night Banquet?" she wondered secretly.
Such an existence could perhaps be called a Death God, a Nether Monarch, without exaggeration.
