Jiro burped and went to a small balcony in his friend's room, although the sun is also a rare thing in this place, but for Jiro, it is enough to create a place where you can see the sun and bask in the sun.

Of course, Jiro is not a guy from the minority world like his senior brother. Jiro's favorite thing to do is to use his own power to forcibly destroy the place that oppresses him.

A few years ago, Jiro had been able to lift Acacia's seal, but Jiro didn't remove the damage from himself at that time, because in Jiro's eyes, that kind of seal existed as a better thing, at least allowing himself to be with Kotsuno, instead of banishing himself to the food world again.

In that state, his strength was so strong, so strong that even Jiro himself didn't know what kind of realm he could reach.

Walking through the starry sky, Jiro was already able to do it when he became a lifeform of the Eight Kings level.

And what makes him different from the Eight Kings is that the will of the Eight Kings keeps them from leaving this world during this time period, and they seem to be waiting for something.

However, this is not the case with Jiro.

Jiro is always drinking, but he is not the same as Mansam, Mansam's food cell likes alcohol, and he can regenerate cells at high speed by drinking to recover his injuries, while Jiro wants to keep himself drunk, after all, only when he is drunk, he can always ensure that his knots are by his side, not because of his longevity and get farther and farther away from himself.

The biggest sorrow is that he can't fulfill his original promise to Setsuno and die with Setsuno, but the greatest love that Jiro can give Setsuno now is to grow old with her.

Although he doesn't know when Setsuno will leave him, Jiro hopes that that time will never come.

"Huh~, this sun is really comfortable."

Jiro himself was wearing a pair of beach pants, and he didn't know where to find a recliner, and on that recliner, while drinking Bloody Mary, he suppressed his restless power because of Bloody Mary, after all, in Jiro's eyes, this time was not the time for his other side to come out.

Jiro doesn't know if he's a food demon or a human now, but because of the raising of the former wolf king, he has turned the food cell into a food cell that covers the entire body, and has reached 100% of the existence of food cells.

After becoming that, Jiro knew that his lover and himself might be goodbye forever after death.

Because his food cells will always be inherited in his children's bodies, he will always accompany his children as a food demon, but because of this, he will not find his lover in the vast and boundless place where there is no time and space to define.

The drunken and hazy-eyed Jiro knew about this, but he just numbed himself with alcohol and didn't let himself think about it.

But, now, I think about it.

Jiro covered his head and sighed, he didn't like the taste of Bloody Mary's wine the most, sad, he had been rehooked by that guy.

"Boom~"

Jiro listened to the battle that had begun in the distance, and only straightened his stiff cheeks, and sat back on his chaise longue, quietly feeling the rare sunlight, just now, Jiro used his fist to anesthetize the light blocking things in this space.

Although I don't know what happened to the battle between my friend and the little ape king in the distance, Jiro didn't care about it.

The king will always be the king, the king can be knocked down, but the king will not be defeated.

And in that battle, the little ape king stood in the storm and quietly looked at the rampant and distorted smile that could be seen faintly in the storm, I don't know why, the little ape king lost interest in fighting, just like he didn't want to learn these skills after seeing this guy's slaughtering skills before, the little ape king sat down again, quietly watching the blood-colored tornadoes around him continue to approach him.

However, even when the little ape king didn't want to fight now, the momentum around him was getting higher and higher, because the little ape king found that after watching these killing techniques, the shaving skills that were originally just repeated in his heart began to grow slowly, not like before, and at the moment of evolution, the little ape king had a feeling that the thing he had cast was probably different from what he had conceived before.

Remove all the protection from others, this is what the little ape king summed up by shaving his hair before summing up, when the other party didn't know.

However, now, the little ape king felt that the moment the person in front of him, whose true strength had surpassed his own, approached him and showed his body to himself, he might be removed from the protective tools of his whole body, whether it was his hair, his skin, his muscles, or his bones.

The little ape king seems to be able to do whatever he can think of.

However, that skill is not perfect, it has not yet become the foundation of a system, and the murderous spirit is too heavy.

This is something that the little ape king does not like.

Although the little ape king learned a lot from the ape king, from the old monkey, but in the eyes of the little ape king, the most important thing he learned was nothing else, that is, the awe of the world, and this kind of respect and gratitude could not be found in his own skills, and even the most basic thing of ape martial arts could not be found.

The little ape king has now begun to transcend the cage built by his father, the cage called Ape Wu, but even so, the little ape king still wants to remelt the steel bars that have been destroyed by himself in the cage he broke free, re-forge, reshape, and shape something of his own.

However, there is none of this, and the skill in the heart is now a skill of war, a skill of killing, and it has not yet been integrated into life.

Remove the protection, remove the protection, then there is only something left to attack, then, that is the other way around?

The little ape king took a deep breath, but just when the little ape king wanted to think about this and subconsciously stretched out his fist, in front of the little ape king, a guy's face appeared in front of his fist.

Looking at the figure that floated backwards, the little ape king scratched his head, when, this guy entered his range, but, it doesn't matter, this battle is over.