Military orders were as unyielding as a collapsed mountain; no one dared defy them, or else it meant certain death. Instantly, a squad of a hundred soldiers, jumped sequentially into Whirlwind Abyss—more accurately, they leapt into the mouth of the Ancient Demon.
Watching a hundred vibrant, sweet bodies willingly walk into his trap, the Ancient Demon was filled with excitement and thrill, yet he dared not make a sound, for fear of alerting the prey too soon. Even his tongue remained motionless, silently awaiting the approach of the quarry.
It wasn't until the hundred soldiers were about to fall upon his giant tongue that the Ancient Demon's tongue slowly stirred and unfurled, revealing long, poisonous barbed spikes.
As the hundred soldiers noticed the tongue and barbs and began to cry out in shock, the Ancient Demon promptly released a suction force. Suddenly, a vortex of suction drew those hundred soldiers like a whirlwind, pulling them onto his massive tongue.
