Bizarre Realm

"But we have captured a Northern Witch, and this time the ingredient is the descendant of the Northern Witch!"

A thunderous round of applause sounded again.

Keith was very pleased with the audience’s reaction. It activated the emotional resonance stones around the Feast Arena, and continued, "The Twelve Skull Farms are excellent breeding grounds. The slaves produced there are of high quality, with many having intelligence attributes between 15-16, and they have already forgotten how to resist, quite submissive."

"If any of you need, you can contact the staff at the Skull Farm."

This was the customary advertising time.

Occasionally, wealthy Heart Stealers spend money to purchase slaves for tasting, but the Feast Arena alone cannot fully satisfy their needs. However, due to the high cost and scarcity, not all Heart Stealers can afford it, unless they invade Divine Terra again and break through the protective barriers of the Realm of Reality.

Since the construction of the Clockwork Nirvana Twelve Realms, the alien creatures have not invaded Divine Terra for nearly a thousand years.

"Next."

"Please welcome the farm administrator, Dawo, to present our main course today!"

Creaaak.

A heavy Alchemy Gate opened, and an arrogant-looking Upper Position Heart Stealer walked ahead. Its skin was a pale purple, somewhat resembling a Soul-Eating Monster, while behind it was a girl around sixteen years old, her skin excessively pale. Her features were quite exquisite, her appearance carrying a morbid beauty. Her head was significantly larger than that of a typical human, making her look somewhat peculiar, destroying the overall aesthetic. Her deep blue eyes shimmered like dazzling gemstones, yet they were as hollow as the eyes of a broken-minded doll.

The girl’s head had no hair, the smooth skin resembling Eastern porcelain, allowing Heart Stealers easier access during their meal, and appearing quite aesthetically pleasing.

"Mm!"

"Truly a masterpiece!" The Heart Stealers around couldn’t help but exclaim.

Keith was also very satisfied with the ingredients before him; even he rarely had the chance to taste such incredible delicacies, geniuses among humans, real geniuses, even geniuses among geniuses.

The girl’s expression was very calm.

She seemed to have some cognitive impairment, indifferent to everything in the outside world, or perhaps she had already come to terms with her destiny. She possessed vast knowledge and had mastered a lot of knowledge Heart Stealers allowed her to learn, but she didn’t have a single ounce of mana, not even the slightest bit of Extraordinary Abilities. She wore a white-as-snow human dress, her delicate arms paler than the fabric, veins faintly visible, as if suffering from albinism.

Heart Stealers use various methods to breed human sub-species; only genuinely excellent humans can cultivate such geniuses, while others have reduced to a kind of pathological creature called ’Giant-Brained Humans.’

But here, in Keith’s Feast Arena, Giant-Brained Humans have no place; they are food for lesser gourmets.

Elegance!

Style!

Grace!

Keith is renowned among the Heart Stealers; every meal he has is a masterpiece, a genius among humans and humanoid creatures. Only such could maintain his lofty status, and without excellent ingredients, he’d rather hold Feast Arena performances only twice a year.

——Emotional Resonance Stone.

Under the surging spiritual energy, Keith’s slightly excited emotions resonated among the tens of thousands of Heart Stealer spectators present.

This kind of exquisite ingredient, even he had to be cautious.

It’s said that the top products of ’Twelve Skull Farms’ are limit geniuses with 20 points of intelligence, creations bred with the Blood of Sin. Even a Great Gourmet like him doesn’t qualify to taste them, as they’re often secretly sent into the Main Brain’s psychic chamber. This depraved Dark Ceremony creates many defective products, those failures are Giant-Brained Humans, an extremely ugly, deformed, foolish sub-human monster.

The 18-19 intelligence human sub-species are already the limit that ordinary Heart Stealers could access.

"Lie down," Keith commanded.

Under the wave of mind energy, the girl lay expressionless on a white marble table, her flowing snow-white dress like a spread-out lily, beautiful to the point that one could lose their mind. Her long, smooth legs under the crystal stone lighting of the Feast Arena shone like porcelain gems, shimmering brilliantly. The girl’s chest rose and fell slightly, indicating her mood wasn’t as calm as she appeared. In those ice-like dim eyes, there was a faint glow of despair and gloomy light.

They were the lost descendants of humans.

Having left the shelter of nameless people, they fell on the distant Garden Planet. Without the protection of the Giants, these children could never grow up. Although they could look up and see the distant star, they could never return home.

No matter if they were geniuses, they were merely a dish on the long table.

Nobody here cared about the girl’s beauty because she was just food. Amidst the fragmented aesthetics, countless Heart Stealers gazed at her brain with ravenous, greedy eyes. What a masterpiece it was, the snow-white smooth scalp, a perfectly contoured skull, and those jewel-like shimmering eyes. When the skull opens, one could imagine the brain matter inside being such an unparalleled delicacy!

Those gradually dimming sapphire eyes, bit by bit, completely despair, bit by bit dying in endless agony. She would feel her brain being devoured, she would feel death approaching gradually, and that extreme emotion would completely erupt at the final moment of death. That’s the Heart Stealers’ supreme culinary delight, the most extreme emotional feast they could savor!