He saw it again.
Beside the massive bonfire in the center of the camp, on enormous spits that looked like they were for roasting whole lambs, were not Exotic Beasts. Instead, there were human bodies—charred black, reeking of rendered fat, and small in stature... Humans!
Those pirates were actually using living people—low-level Martial Artists of little strength—as their Energy Meals, as their food!
He saw more.
All around the camp, human skulls had been used to construct all sorts of decorations, filled with a perverse, demonic beauty.
Some were used as wine cups, some were strung together into wind chimes, and some were even embedded into the pirates' power armor and weapons as "trophies" to show off their martial prowess.
The entire camp was a living Hell on earth, built from blood and bone!
But what made Qin Feng's mind—long since tempered by endless, arduous training into a state of placid tranquility—boil over completely was the scene he witnessed next—
