When Brother Flathead saw the tower-shaped shadow hidden in the fog, he immediately accelerated his speed and swam straight in that direction.

Two minutes later, Brother Flathead repeated his old trick and whipped Lin Chou to the top of the "tower" with his tail, then climbed up.

This is a huge, irregular, four-sided platform made up of the bones of various creatures, or it is like a pyramid with the tip broken off. The upper surface is uneven and full of stubble.

The tower floats on the water contrary to common sense, without any shaking, as if it has roots rooted into the water.

There are an extremely rich variety of bones that make up the tower, including primates, reptiles, fish bones, birds... and even humans.

The bones seem to be very fresh, some still have bloody tooth marks, some have smoked gray and grilled shreds of meat, and some have been boiled...

Lin Chou, who had been drained of all his physical strength, couldn't help but lick his lips.

"It looks delicious...wait a minute...this thing...looks familiar..."

Brother Flathead didn't care about this, he came up and slapped Lin Chou directly into the countertop, causing the bones to fly everywhere.

It sticks out its still bleeding tongue,

"Suck, suck, suck~"

Lin Chou was covered in blood.

Then, the flat-headed brother retreated a certain distance.

It stood upright, held its paws towards Lin Chou, and bent down.

A bow.

Two bows.

Three bows.

Lin Chou is in a panic, there are so many dramas,

"Stop bowing... Damn it... I won't be sending you to the bridal chamber soon..."

Brother Pingtou ignored Lin Chou, bowed eight times in his direction, and roared in an inexplicable tone that seemed to have some regularity.

"Oh~

Oh oh~

Ah hiss, hiss, hiss~"

Lin Chou was silent.

The picture looks more familiar...

When the flame texture of red and blue intertwined appeared on Brother Flathead's body, as if burning, Lin Chou finally remembered why he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

(Isn’t this the big-breasted sister’s home, the bone altar of the Blood God tribe!)

(Is this a sinkhole?)

(Why on earth is this flat-headed brother going to sacrifice me to heaven? To the Blood God? But the so-called ‘Blood God’ is clearly taking the tribe’s praying girl to live in my small restaurant with salted fish...)

(Why the hell are you sacrificing me?)

Lin Chou couldn't figure out what was going on with this weird guy with a flat head.

"Knock, no wonder the fighting power is so ferocious. The origin of this guy seems not that simple."

Just when Lin Chou was thinking wildly, something suddenly went wrong in Brother Pingtou's "Sacrifice to Heaven" ceremony.

A bolt of bloody lightning that was exactly the same as the one that appeared when ordinary people awakened, and even the breath was exactly the same, struck straight down.

"Buzz~"

Lightning as thin as hair fell on Lin Chou's chest and disappeared.

The powerful voltage caused Lin Chou's chopped hair to explode. He glanced at his chest, but there was no change.

"Eh...but..."

Lin Chou felt like a battery being recharged. His strength quickly returned and his hunger disappeared sharply.

If he continues in this state, he will be full of energy again within three to five minutes.

Brother Pingtou stared blankly at the sky. The concentration on his expression and the piety in his posture made Lin Chou feel that this strange beast was like a magic stick looking forward to the gift from the gods after the sacrifice.

This feeling is so weird.

Apart from Gungun, this was the first time Lin Chou had seen an alien beast with such a high IQ - it was similar to the 18-meter-tall man in front of him who was covered in stupid hair.

Just as Brother Flathead's eyes gradually lost sight, a dazzling, burning golden flame drifted down from the mist and fell in front of Brother Flathead.

The center of the golden flame was wrapped in a feather.

All kind words can be applied to this indescribably gorgeous piece of feathers. Just seeing this piece of feathers, Lin Chou felt like he was being suppressed from the soul level.

The owner of this feather is definitely a higher-level being than the sixth level.

There is almost an illusion that we are facing another level of life, just like mortals looking up to gods.

Breathtaking, desirable, and coveted.

Lin Chou murmured to himself,

"Steamed, braised, stewed, grilled, stewed, stewed with marinated sauce...ahhhh..."

There is no doubt that Lin Chou is going crazy.

Once this mentality appeared, Ling Yu, wrapped in light and golden flames, immediately lost its sacred aura in Lin Chou's eyes.

Lin Chou was thinking:

"No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't change the fact that this is a bird that is about to shed its fetal feathers, but why are these feathers so big??"

The color of the feathers is light white, with bright yellow unfaded lanugo hair on them, which is very eye-catching.

Calculated based on the size of the feathers, the size of this immature bird creature will completely crush four dogs, measured in units of ten meters!

The next second, Lin Chou blurted out,

"Little yellow chicken, it's that little yellow chicken!"

From what he saw with his own eyes, to the previous time when several evolvers were melted into the car, to the changes in the sinkhole, the encounter with the ancestral land in Niulan Mountain, and the description of the blind old man, Lin Chou had heard and seen countless times about this little yellow

Everything about chickens can be turned into a script.

What the hell...

If the blood god tribe of the big-breasted sister came back to restart the altar to worship the heaven and blood god, Lin Chou would recognize it. What does it mean to have a flat head?!

While Lin Chou was still in a daze, the violent sound of wind penetrated his eardrums, and a colorful tiger with wings fell from the sky and landed on the altar.

It was exuding scalding heat, and was panting heavily—probably due to its rapid flight.

The scar on the big tiger's wing made Lin Chou's mouth ache.

"Hehe... Hehe... Hello, Brother Tiger..."

——If I remember correctly, this scar was made by him.

In the words of the blind old man, this winged tiger was transformed once in the "return to its ancestral land" and is an extraordinary beast.

After all, when the ancestral land appeared that time, only the winged tiger emerged from it.

The winged tiger didn't pay any attention to Lin Chou, but just stared blankly at Brother Flathead, or rather at the golden feathers in front of Brother Flathead. The meaning of longing, annoyance, and anger was so rich that Lin Chou could see all of it.

Various.

The late Big Tiger's eyes met Brother Flathead's, and his "expression" suddenly changed. His eyes were instantly filled with outright hatred, and he wanted to eat his flesh.
Chapter completed!