Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

The cracking sounds of bones breaking and the satisfying sounds of chewing echoed through the ruins, making Han Sen feel a little hungry.

After a satisfying snack, Pochi let out a contented burp, then lazily lay down on the ground, rubbing his fluffy head against Han Sen, blinking his six eyes as if to indicate he wanted some more after-dinner entertainment.

Han Sen smiled slightly and suggested, "Lord Boqi, how about we go somewhere else and have a full-service bath, back scrub, and essential oil spa?"

"Woof!" (Yes, yes!)

As Hansen effortlessly leaped onto Boqi's head, the Dragon-level Knights combined once again.

The enormous, dark beast-like figure stepped over the collapsed ruins and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 49 News of Death

Not long after the man and the beast left, a pinkish-purple fleshy ball with a huge single eye flew over from the darkness.

It was Little Eyes, the puppet clone, who had come to check on the situation after noticing the continuous earthquakes.

Looking at the scene of devastation before him, and the lingering smell of blood and the unique aura of Pochi in the air, the one-eyed clone remained silent for a moment.

"The dog is destroying the house... well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Fortunately, the rock monster that was accidentally created in the previous monster creation experiment is very good at building fortifications. We can just send a professional monster repair team over to rebuild it later.

Thinking of this, Sykes in the secret room couldn't help but sigh.

The accident scene was so obvious; she could easily guess what would happen to the Crimson Demon King, who had been captured by the Insect God.

It wouldn't be a waste for a Demon-level monster to give Pochi extra food, especially since...

According to the report from that group of strange demons, it was probably the idiot Red Demon King who initiated the war.

Sykes could imagine the self-righteous look on the guy's face if she called the Insect God over to hold him accountable.

If that shameless person then takes the opportunity to ask for some compensation for emotional distress, it will be difficult to refuse.

It was just a brawl between Demon-level subordinates. Since the situation hasn't escalated, let's just pretend it never happened!

┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

After a friendly and in-depth exchange with Boqi and agreeing on the time for the next full-service SPA session, the senior technician Han returned to her territory feeling refreshed after her session.

(An anonymous Xinghai muscle mechanic: Achoo!)

"Halt! This is the territory of the 'Insect God'! Stop right there!!"

At the entrance to the territory, several Tiger-level monsters on guard shouted sternly.

Before Han Sen could speak, one of the sharp-eyed oddballs suddenly shuddered.

"Wait... this aura... is it?"

"Insect God! The Insect God has returned!"

"Your subordinate respectfully welcomes the return of the Insect God!!"

"Welcome, Lord Insect God!"

As soon as Han Senfu appeared at the entrance of the territory, dressed in a gruesome black armor, the strange man on guard immediately gave a signal, followed by a thunderous welcome.

"The Insect God's territory is now truly strong and well-equipped."

Han Sen stepped into the territory, feeling somewhat satisfied, but also a little puzzled.

I didn’t see these guys being so well-behaved before I left. How come they’ve even put together a guard of honor after just a few days?

Could it be that Sharp Fang kid did it?

As Han Sen's tall, dark figure sat down on the rocky throne in the center of the territory, a series of heavy footsteps approached from afar.

Dozens of tiger-level monsters surged in from various passages and lined up beneath the throne on their own initiative.

Despite the grand scale of the event, an eerie silence pervaded the atmosphere.

These are all subordinates whom Han Sen conquered through grassroots warfare and who subsequently surrendered voluntarily; they form the core of his current power base.

Han Sen glanced down and roughly counted, his brows furrowing slightly.

The number seems to be much less than before we left.

click, click, click—

The black claws tapped unconsciously against the rock railing. Han Sen casually asked, "Where's Fang? Bring it to me."

A simple command was given, but strangely, there was complete silence below.

The group of Tiger-level monsters looked at each other, some even lowering their heads, not daring to meet Han Sen's gaze.

A glint of light flashed behind the black mask; this reaction was odd…

Looks like something's happened!

An invisible yet powerful aura permeated the air, making the air seem to freeze instantly!

Stone fragments flew from Han Sen's claws as he spoke with a hint of impatience: "You don't know? Or are you afraid to say?"

His gaze finally settled on a familiar-looking strange man with a burly build and two huge curved horns on his bull's head: "Bullhead, you're one of the earliest people to follow me, aren't you?"

"If you don't want to become Lord Pochi's deluxe Wagyu beef set meal tomorrow, then it's your turn to speak."

The minotaur who was called out trembled, and large beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

As one of the veteran Tiger-level monsters from the era of the slime octopus, it was well aware of the Insect God's style of doing things.

Seemingly easygoing, but actually capricious and quick to anger, changing their attitude faster than turning the pages of a book!

Thinking of its colleagues who had disappeared after delivering meals, its massive body trembled again, and it murmured, its Adam's apple bobbing, "M-Master..."

"Lord Fang and Lord Decepticon met with misfortune on their way back from delivering food to Lord Poch; their bodies were hacked to pieces!"

Han Sen: ? ? ?

"……what?"

The minotaur recounted the whole story like beans spilling from a bamboo tube, and Han Sen's eyes twitched as he listened.

He had only gone out for a bit of fun, and his trusted confidant, whom he had personally promoted, and a subordinate he had only recently given a name to, had all disappeared without a trace.

The Monster Association is truly a united and loving family!

However, this is no one else's fault.

Ultimately, it was because Fang and the Decepticons were simply not strong enough.

After all, Han Sen himself had killed tens of thousands of strange people, so losing one or two subordinates was quite normal.

The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is the ironclad rule of the freak world.

Although the two strange men, Rat and Tiger, who died, were not important to Han Sen, they were still named and recognized cadres under the Insect God. Their tragic deaths were undoubtedly a slap in the face to him.

After a moment of silence for his two men, Han Sen asked, with a slight ache in his voice, "...Do you know who did it?"

"I don't know exactly who it is, but..." At this moment, the Minotaur overcame his initial nervousness and even took the initiative to analyze, "However, Lord Fang and Lord Decepticon died in extremely gruesome ways. There were dense slash marks everywhere, and even the surrounding rock walls were cut beyond recognition!"

"Based on my deduction, the murderer must be a master swordsman!"

"The body was chopped into hundreds of pieces...with numerous hacking marks..."

Han Sen stroked his chin, and based on these keywords and the existing information, a name involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

The first Eye Mushi God's partner, also a Demon-level monster—

"Cut King"!

That guy was a complete serial killer, obsessed with dismembering his prey, whether human or monster, to pieces for his own amusement.

Even within the Monster Association, he is a loner who can be dangerous enough to even kill his own people when he goes berserk.

A knowing glint flashed in Han Sen's eyes: "The King of Cutting...?"

He didn't take this twisted, perverted, crazy weirdo seriously.

Firstly, it's uncertain whether the seemingly sharp cutting attack can even break through one's defenses.

Secondly, after acquiring the Black Essence ability, he is almost immune to most physical damage.

Especially for specialists like the Cutting King who pursue ultimate attack power, they can easily crush them to the ground.

Chapter 50 Recruitment

However, Hansen had just turned the "Red Demon King" into a deluxe feast for Boqi, and then he turned around and went to deal with the "Cutting King"...

He shook his head inwardly and then suppressed the thought.

After all, Demon-level monsters are already a disaster capable of destroying cities, possessing the formidable combat power of S-class heroes of the Hero Association.

Even though Psykos only has a few dozen Demon-level fighters under her command, they are an important asset of the Monster Association.

Taking down one occasionally is fine, but if you keep losing them to your own hands, that's really not acceptable.

I'm afraid the richest woman on the list, Sykes, would have gone berserk on the spot, revealing her true self offline.

—I'll make a note of this debt for you.

Han Sen snorted inwardly, deciding to postpone this matter for now and settle accounts with the Cutting King later.

"Okay, I get it."

Han Sen glanced at the trembling minotaur below and casually ordered, "Minotaur, now that Fang is gone, you will take over Fang's position from now on."

"From now on, all affairs, big and small, in this territory will be entrusted to you."

"……what?"

Under the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the surrounding Tiger-level monsters, the Minotaur was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then his face revealed an incredulous and ecstatic expression.

So he's taken over already?!

It never expected that simply reporting the situation truthfully would lead to its meteoric rise to become the chief steward under the Insect God!

Happiness comes too suddenly!

"Thank you for your trust, sir! I will certainly do my utmost to serve you faithfully!"

Seeing the Minotaur's excited head covered in the word "loyalty," Han Sen nodded in satisfaction.

However, we still have too few capable people at our disposal.

Fang may be weak in strength, but he is quick-witted.

It doesn't matter that it died; Han Sen doesn't even have a single person under his command who can stand alone.

At that moment, he deeply understood Sykes's troubles.

The Monster Association is a huge organization, seemingly full of powerful individuals, but there are very few who are truly capable and loyal.

If you smash a brick down, almost all the dead will be traitors.

Han Sen thought to himself.

—It seems like it's time to recruit some new members.

"Did you hear that?"

"I've heard! You've heard too!"

"That's right, it's that matter!"

"A recruitment notice has been issued to all monsters below the Demon level before Lord Insect God! He says he wants to establish the strongest organization below the executive level!"

The following day, news of the "Insect God's" recruitment notice spread like wildfire within the Monster Association.

Suddenly, the underground world, which had become somewhat dull due to its long period of dormancy, began to stir.

Sykes was holding a steaming cup of black tea, her stunningly beautiful face showing a slightly irritated expression.

Because of the existence of puppet clones and numerous informants, the Monster Association has been firmly in her hands since its inception, and there are almost no secrets left.

So, she had just learned that the Insect God had sent the Demon-level monster Red Demon King to Pochi as dog food, when she heard that the guy was suddenly recruiting soldiers and preparing to establish the "strongest organization"...

Basically, they're either causing trouble or on their way to causing trouble.

The problem is that that guy always manages to find a plausible reason to cause trouble, like this time...

It was the Red Demon King who initiated the request to start the war.