Meanwhile, the residents of the Wangwang tribe in the port of the Thirteen States were filled with envy and discussing the giant male duck that was killing wildly in the chicken coop.

A fierce-looking pig-headed man, about three meters tall, covered in thick black hair and encased in a simple leather armor, strode past the crowd, carrying a crude meteor hammer.

"I thought you bunch of dogs were watching something, but it turns out it's just a duck."

This giant pig-headed man is not a pig-headed demon from the Nine Provinces Continent.

Instead, it was one of the participating civilizations in the 2012 Plane Conquest Tournament: the Pig Demon Clan.

Compared to the wild boar spirits of the Kyushu continent.

The pig demons before us, besides being more rugged in appearance and more muscular, were most notable for their exaggeratedly large leather pants, which were tightly bound by leather armor.

Just looking at it makes men tremble with fear and women swoon.

"Hey... I have to say, you bunch of dogs are pretty good at raising poultry."

"Whose duck is this? This old pig wants it. No objections, right?"

"This duck is so sexy, it looks like it's super nutritious!"

Faced with the fierce gaze of the pig demon, all the residents of the dog tribe involuntarily lowered their heads and dared not utter a word.

after all....

The Pig Demon Clan is renowned.

If goblins are considered disgusting at level one, then the disgusting level of the boar race must be at least level ten or higher.

The goblin race knows how to play, the pig demon race knows how to play.

The goblin race might not know how to play, but the boar race does, and they play it even more cruelly and brutally.

Unlike females who fall into the goblin race, there have been instances of them surviving, but females who fall into the boar race have never survived, without exception!

Seeing the group of dog residents with their heads down in fear, huddled together for warmth like quails incubating eggs, they were huddled together for warmth.

The pig demon curled its lips in disdain and twitched its two large, yellowish-white tusks.

I started walking towards the chicken coop.

A massive shadow.

Gradually cover the chicken coop to dim the light inside.

The ensuing aura of the pig demon caused the hens, who had been excited for half a day, to stop mating, bury their heads in their wings, squat in place, and tremble with their tails sticking up.

As for the white emperor, the rooster duck, after the hens retreated...

They finally discovered the pig demon approaching the chicken coop, and its undisguised, intense malice.

"Hehehe... Little duck, why aren't you scared?"

Inside the chicken coop, the duck that had been fawning over the hens was now looking at him calmly.

The pig demon sniffed, grinned, and slowly brought its head closer.

"Could it be... you're stunned by my handsomeness, you pig-like man?"

Instantly, an extremely thick, foul stench, forming yellow smoke, overflowed from the pig demon's mouth.

Like a stale meal that has been passed down for thousands of years, with endless additions and subtractions, rising in wisps of smoke.

If Bai Di hadn't blocked his sense of smell in time...

I almost threw up on the spot.

The pig demon, seeing the duckling turn its head away in fright after his words, grunted triumphantly twice before reaching out to grab the white emperor inside the chicken coop.

"This duck is quite clever. Perfect, it can both nourish the stomach and the brain, killing two birds with one stone, without neglecting either."

At this moment, facing the giant hand extended by the pig demon.

The White Emperor appeared calm, but a sense of anticipation stirred within him.

He had already recognized it through the fragments of memory in his bloodline.

This pig belongs to the Pig Demon Clan, a contestant from the Civilization.

Fortunately, the bloodline he absorbed did not include the pig demon race.

Once he absorbs the boar's energy, he can use the Bloodline Transfer Technique to teleport to the continent where the Boar Demon Clan resides after his strength is restored.

At that time, whether it's continuing to absorb the bloodline of the Pig Demons and seizing the qualification of the Pig Demon Clan's Dao Child, or hiding within the Pig Demon Clan as a Goblin Dao Child, it would both be a good idea.

After all, he couldn't deal with the Emperor Sword of the Human Race's Dao Child for the time being, as he had only been born for one day and had not yet reached the peak of his power.

In any case, Bai Di did not believe that anyone could see through his disguise.

If you really want to hide, no one can find you.

However, just as the huge, dark pig's trotter was about to touch the White Emperor...

"Don't...don't touch my duck!!"

A voice, both youthful and resolute, came from beside the pig demon's legs.

At the same time, the pig demon could sense that someone was tugging at his leather pants, trying to pull him away from the chicken coop.

only.

The force was so weak that it couldn't even pull him apart, let alone his belt.

The pig demon stopped grabbing the duck and turned to look.

A young puppy, dressed in tattered burlap clothes, with a dirty face and messy white curly hair, was angrily glaring at him.

"Oh... a little brat who'll fight back?"

The pig demon sneered.

The pig demon stopped grabbing the duck.

The young dog nimbly jumped into the chicken coop and hugged the duck, Bai Di, tightly.

"I raised the duckling, you're not allowed to touch it!"

The puppies are about the same height as the adult male ducks, but compared to the male ducks standing still, the puppies are obviously more imposing.

Despite the puppy's fierce appearance, Bai Di, held in the puppy's arms, could clearly feel...

The little puppy in front of me was pounding its heart and its body was trembling slightly.

It's obvious...

Given the huge difference in size and strength.

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