Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

For example: His massive body came into being just like that.

Because, his body was indeed too strong.

Recovery consumed too much strength.

And Jason was naturally weak.

According to his estimate, the energy consumed by Jason's resurrection was negligible to him, thus being able to resurrect dozens of times was only natural, but it definitely wouldn't exceed a hundred times.

Because Jason's body simply could not contain such power.

Moreover, in his perception, Jason had no items to store such power.

That mask and blade?

Really nice for ordinary people.

But to him, not worth a mention.

It definitely couldn't store the energy accumulated for 'resurrection'.

So, he believed Jason was dead.

Therefore, at this moment, his massive body taking Jason's fatal strike was so unbelievable.

But no matter how incredible, the fact had already occurred.

What's more important is...

Jason!

After the fatal sword strike, the Chen Xi Sword vanished into the air, a huge wound appeared on the 'upper palate' above Jason's head.

Without any hesitation, Jason crawled in.

Then, his mouth opened.

The most crucial bite, here it comes!

Just like a mouse entering a rice store, Jason devoured frenziedly.

The two most vital parts of a humanoid body.

The heart, the brain.

Undoubtedly.

In mysticism as well, it's the same.

The heart, the source of power.

The brain, the garden of reason.

The former symbolizes strength, the latter, the emblem of one's rational self.

If given a choice, Jason would definitely choose the heart, not just because the heart tasted much better than the brain, but also because the satiety and Excitement of Feast it contained would far exceed that of the brain.

But in the current situation, he had no choice.

Time!

Even though he had dealt a fatal blow to the massive body!

But Jason could sense the stillness of death in the massive body was rapidly fading.

The opponent could resurrect at any moment!

Once the opponent resurrected, even if they were a usurper, they would definitely be more cautious with him, not fooled again.

Simply put, he was still too weak.

So weak that he still had no room for choice.

While devouring food that felt like spicy tofu, Jason pondered.

On Jason's retina.

The satiety levels surged crazily like a racing dial.

The Excitement of Feast was also surging with +1+1+1.

Moreover, other notifications appeared.

But before Jason could make them out clearly, his vision blurred.

He reappeared in the enclosed space.

The massive body was in front of him.

The power of spatial constraint bound his whole body.

A layer of blood mist obscured the massive body's eyes; clearly, having suffered losses repeatedly, the massive entity had learned its lesson.

Meanwhile, an extremely thick blood mist condensed on Jason's body.

Together with the spatial constraint, the blood mist was relentlessly draining Jason's life.

In an instant, it was a hundred times!

Undoubtedly, this blood mist was meticulously prepared by the massive body.

"The ultimate victor is still me!"

"And you?"

"Die without a burial ground to lay your body!"

The massive body roared.

The blood dance obscured, making the opponent's bird head look even more ferocious, especially while uttering these words, the bird head, which should have carried a hint of heroism, twisted grotesquely like a vulture.

Death, revival.

A continuous cycle.

Yet, Jason was entirely unbothered.

Even while enduring the pain of a thousand cuts.

He still maintained a smile.

Such a smile stung the massive body's heart.

"Smile? I see you... Huh?"

The massive body didn't finish speaking before Jason interrupted him,

"Wait for my return!"

While saying this, Jason extended his right hand, raised his thumb, and slowly slid it across his neck.

Such an action further infuriated the massive body.

It seemed to feel the pain in the neck once again.

Immediately it let out a roar, wanting the Blood Burning Technique to burn even more intensely.

But at that moment——

Jason disappeared from sight.