[The Demon King's HP fell below 10%, and your HP fell below 40%...]
[The Demon King stopped hurting himself, gave you a cold sneer, and then quickly rushed to a dining table at the top of the tower. As soon as the Demon King sat down, the table suddenly filled with a myriad of delicacies...]
[The Demon King completely ignored you, began to eat voraciously, and his HP rapidly recovered...]
...
Sure enough, things began to develop as he had predicted.
Mu You could do nothing at this point, his attributes had dropped to the point that he was powerless to launch any attack, and could only watch desperately as the Demon King ate and regained health.
The question now was, was there enough time for the Demon King to complete his plan?
There were about 100 seconds left, Mu You quickly calculated in his mind.