Babak was angry and hurt.

It's its emotions that hurt not just its throat, but its powerful heart.

Babak's full name has 376 syllables, and in fact no one but himself can remember such a number of syllables and an obscure name.

Babak was born on a planet ravaged by strong winds all year round, and its mother died after the Hardland Clan's Baback was killed.

Babak didn't know who had injured her mother, and in the depths of her young mental memory, when she first saw her mother, she was covered in bruises.

The planet that Babak named "Hell" is the cradle of its growth, and since leaving the planet that it never wants to recall, it has wandered in the universe for almost an era, and Babak has not encountered a second planet similar to "Hell".

The environment is so harsh that half of the "hell" is covered by raging winds all year round, while on the other side, there is a world of volcanic lava.

That planet carries too many memories of Babak, and also records the most unbearable pictures of his life.

Babak relied on his mother's corpse to survive the initial and deadliest stages of growth.

On the planet "Hell", apart from a small bug that survives by devouring sand and molten lava, Babak has not seen a second creature.

And that kind of bug is too small, it is completely a microbe, and it is completely impossible for the juvenile Babak to survive by devouring them.

So there was no choice, and the ignorant Babak at that time could only treat his mother as his only food.

Its mother was large enough to support Babak from infancy - the winds that did not melt all year round were enough to turn its mother's flesh into incorruptible jerky.

Sometimes. Babak wished he didn't have that memory, but those images seemed to have been carved into his bones by some secret method. The more he tried to forget, the more Babak couldn't forget.

until they ate up their mother's body. Even the belt bones, Babak had nothing left, and when he was sure that he could not find any other food, the desperate Babak suddenly evolved.

It found itself able to defy gravity and gravity, it found itself able to spread its wings and fly in the stars, and it was like a never-tiring engine in its body, and as long as there was enough food to provide power, it could fly forever in the bright galaxy.

It was the most wonderful time in Babak's life.

It's exciting. It's happy, it's exciting.

It finally discovered that in addition to its mother's corpse, there was so much wonderful food in the infinite universe.

The juicy green spirit is so sweet that it is going crazy.

The fat and delicious Shuo family is delicious and fragrant.

Every time I think about these creatures, big and small, I let out terrible screams in front of me, in my mouth, and even in my body, and taste their delicious taste. Babak's soul shuddered with happiness.

Babak couldn't remember how many planets and civilizations he had swept away, and when he was sure that the attacks of those civilizations would not hurt him at all, it would come. Then have a good time.

It would take hundreds of thousands of years to eat up a planet with hundreds of millions of living beings, even Babak's current size and amazing appetite.

But compared to its long life. This little bit of time is nothing at all.

Babak could swear to his mother's mutilated corpse. It had eaten countless amounts of food, and there had never been a food like the ugly, small monster in front of it.

It doesn't even taste the taste of these humble little monsters. I was deeply hurt by them.

The saliva all over the giant kiss is Babak's first digestive gateway, and generally very small food, when it enters its mouth, it is basically melted and corroded, turning into a delicious liquid rich in various energies and flowing into its body.

But this time the saliva failed, and the food that was delivered to the door was not invaded and corroded by the saliva at all when it was sucked into Babak's mouth.

Then came the nightmare, in its esophagus, those little monsters that were still alive, under the action of their own powerful suction, they could not attack their esophagus, and they actually started a cruel fight with each other.

In just a short moment, hundreds of little monsters killed each other and almost died, their terrible blood spurting and splashing, bringing Babak unbearable pain.

It felt like its esophagus, including part of its stomach, had almost melted into a thousand holes.

The scorching pain tormented its soul like a demon.

And the blazing flames still continued to burn in the body, as if they would not be extinguished until they were completely melted through.

Coughing up large swaths of blood, the unbearable pain caused Babak to shake his huge skull and try to break free.

However, whether it was a small wormhole that was not fully formed, or the infinite pain, it was the same as the mutilated corpse of the mother, and these demons had no intention of sparing it, and deeply tormented its soul.

"Roar!"

A roar of anger or pain rang out again, and Babak struggled angrily to get out of his predicament.

It swore to its mother's head, which it had swallowed at the last time in its memory, staring at its mother's dead gray eyes with inexplicable affection in the depths of its memory, vowing to turn the planet in front of it into a barren "hell".

The corrosive torments in your body that are more painful than the burning flames, or the wormholes that twist the chaos, are not enough to kill you.

Babak knows this very well, it is not only its strength that is powerful, but also its unparalleled resilience, which is its greatest reliance on the universe.

It only takes a little time, and as long as the food he just ate and didn't spit out, as long as his stomach comparable to a material reactor absorbs and replenishes energy, Babak has a great deal of confidence that he can squeeze out the wormhole alive, even if it will definitely pay a heavy price.

"If it weren't for the desperate Babak who was about to avoid them, how could he risk burrowing into a wormhole that had not been formed at all. Lost forever in the wormhole of nothingness, or breaking free from this narrow exit, poor Babak had no choice at all. ”

As soon as he thought about it, Babak wanted to cry.

All living things, in its eyes, are food, and the difference is only the taste.

But it never imagined that it would be targeted by other creatures, and the thought of being caught by those horrible creatures and devoured by them made Babak shudder.

Babak refused to think about it any longer, feeling that if he thought about it any longer, he might lose all fighting spirit, even if the demons were not in front of him at this time. (To be continued......)