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... However, the remaining Demon World creatures continued to fight crazily, as if there was no end to it until they died.

On the battlefield, the only ones who had yet to attack were the Eight-Armed Crocodile Dragon King and the other six Universe Nobility level Demon World creatures.

They stood on both sides of the battlefield like six supervisors. Every time the killing on the battlefield slowed down, they would roar angrily and urge the other Demon World creatures to continue the ...

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There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.