I feed on gods

The abandoned factory was as quiet as a city where the Black Death had just occurred, with no living people in sight.

Everyone thought that the human-headed god was deliberately looking for trouble with this question.

Not to mention where the first pigeon came from, they couldn't even count how many pigeons there were.

Wang Qing asked Lin Baici for help, but Lin Baici didn't know either.

He closed his eyes and saw all the white dots, but he didn't really pay attention to where the white dots appeared from.

"Lin...Lin God?"

Lin Baici didn't give any hints, and Wang Qing panicked.

Lin Baici recalled, pointed at the god with his right hand, then grabbed the hem of the coat on the left waist and lifted it up.

"Left waist here!"

Wang Qing quickly answered, and stretched out his hand to pull the clothes.

The human-headed god shook his head.

"Ah?"

Wang Qing was dumbfounded and looked at Lin Baici.

Lin Baici frowned.

Isn't it here?

"Please answer quickly!"

The human-headed god urged.

"Wait! Wait!"

Wang Qing licked his lips and looked at Lin Baici eagerly, wishing he could rush over, pry open his mouth, and let him tell him quickly.

Lin Baici looked at Sannomiya Airi.

Sakura girl spread her hands, helpless.

She was not panicked, because it was not her own fault, and this was the last question, even if she could not find the key, it didn't matter.

Xia Hongyao scratched her hair and racked her brains to think. She tried very hard and wanted to help, but her IQ was not good enough.

Lin Baici thought for more than ten seconds and touched his left waist again.

"It says it's wrong!"

Wang Qing made a mouth shape.

Lin Baici spread his hands, indicating that Wang Qing should find a way himself!

"Fuck, ancestor, don't give up on me?"

Wang Qing cried.

"Please answer immediately!"

The human-headed god urged.

"Here!"

Wang Qing still followed Lin Baici's instructions, pointed to his left waist again, and lifted his clothes.

The human-headed god looked at Wang Qing, shook his head with cold eyes, and solemnly reminded: "Last chance!"

"Fuck!"

Wang Qing cursed, and the whole person was about to be driven crazy. He hit his head twice.

There was no way, he could only rely on luck!

"That's the right side!"

Wang Qing was enlightened.

"No!"

The two words "human-headed god" directly broke Wang Qing's life-saving straw.

Wang Qing was desperate and didn't want to wait for death, so he jumped up and killed the human-headed god.

But he had just rushed two steps, and the whole person twitched uncomfortably. His chest swelled rapidly, visibly, like a hot air balloon being inflated. After that, his neck began to bulge a big bag, as if something was crawling out of his stomach along his throat.

Soon, Wang Qing's mouth was also stretched, and his whole face was round, and then a pigeon drilled out of his mouth.

Pah!

A pigeon as big as a fist fell to the ground. Its body was covered with transparent sticky liquid, which stuck all its feathers together, just like a chick that had just broken out of its shell, but the feathers on the pigeon were dense and neat.

Ugh! Ugh!

Wang Qing retched and vomited one pigeon after another.

Pah! Pah!

The pigeons fell to the ground and soon there was a pile of them.

This scene made everyone's eyes twitch and feel nauseous, not to mention the person involved.

At first, Wang Qing only vomited the pigeons, but now he vomited the contents of his stomach along with the pigeons.

The pigeons that fell to the ground could move on their own soon. They were very hungry, so they spread their wings, flew towards Wang Qing, and began to peck at him.

The beaks of these pigeons were very sharp, like mattocks. With one peck, they could peck a hole in Wang Qing's skin, then shake their heads, tear off a piece of flesh, and then look up and swallow it into their stomachs.

This scene was not only painful to watch, but being pecked by hundreds of birds was almost the same as being executed by slow slicing.

More and more pigeons flew up and surrounded Wang Qing to eat.

"Ah!"

Wang Qing screamed, but was soon blocked by the pigeons crawling out of his throat.

He waved his hands, trying to drive away the pigeons, and even used divine grace to kill these ghosts, but because there were pigeons crawling out of his stomach, he kept twitching and shivering, and he couldn't use any strength.

The feathers of those pigeons were also very sharp. When they moved in his body, they actually scratched his internal organs and esophagus.

Wang Qing's stomach was getting more and more swollen, and there was no sign of vomiting pigeons.

"Forgiveness...!"

Wang Qing begged the human-headed god.

"You answered wrong!"

The human-headed god was indifferent: "This is a small punishment for losers!"

"'Small' punishment?"

Xia Hongyao wanted to complain that your pollution was more cruel than killing him directly.

"Save... Save..."

Wang Qing looked at Lin Baici pitifully and stretched out his hand to him.

Puff!

A pigeon pecked Wang Qing's left eye, pulled out the eyeball, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Ah!"

Wang Qing couldn't move anymore, because his stomach had become extremely huge, a ball with a radius of three meters. Because it was so big, his skin was stretched very thin, almost transparent, and you could see that his stomach was crowded with pigeons.

Several people who couldn't bear it looked away in disgust.

Suddenly...

Bang!

Wang Qing's stomach exploded.

Bird feathers, blood, and dozens of pigeons flew around, and were blown out and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Just a few seconds later, they flew up and pecked at Wang Qing.

Wang Qing died.

A few minutes later, not even a complete corpse was left, only white bones and bird feathers on the ground.

The pigeons were not full, and they surrounded the human-headed god, staring at the people nearby with their black bean-like eyes.

Coo! Coo!

The cry was like the death knell of the god of death.

If the human-headed god had not said that this was the last pigeon magic show, everyone would have been scared to death.

"You always guess the number, which is boring, so I'm going to change the magic!"

The human-headed god thought, what magic should I perform?

"Where did the last pigeon come from?"

Xia Hongyao suddenly said: "My little Linzi should be right!"

Ian was shocked. This is all in the past, why do you keep asking?

Is it necessary?

In Gao Mawei's opinion, it is necessary!

"Are you cheating?"

If the human-headed god cheats, then no matter what game we play, everyone will lose.

Then what's the point of playing?

Just chop it hard!

"It crawled out from here!"

The human-headed god pinched the left side of the shirt and lifted it up.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped.

"Then he got it right?"

Xia Hongyao didn't understand: "Why are you punishing him?"

"He said the right side, wrong!"

The human-headed god explained.

"You shook your head first, and then he changed the answer!"

"Isn't my head uncomfortable? Can't I shake it?"

The human-headed god asked back: "Besides, I didn't say he was wrong. He changed the answer himself!"

"..."

Xia Hongyao was stunned by the question.

Indeed!

The human-headed god didn't personally admit that Wang Qing's answer was wrong. He just shook his head. It was Wang Qing who changed the answer after seeing this action.

It's time to eat the gods. I'll improve the details of this wave!