"...Yes, can eat." The Lord's mind was in chaos, he answered subconsciously.
Subjects, or something, should be edible.
"That's good, since it's edible, why won't you let me eat it?"
In front, within the gigantic tail fan of the Peacock God, countless eye patterns were rustling, as if countless eyes were staring at him.
The Lord's consciousness gradually blurred, as if he was being persuaded.
Yes, the Peacock God suffered primordial spirit damage to protect Langqi Island, and as the Lord, he should willingly let himself be eaten, allowing the Guardian God to return to this island.
This is the responsibility he should fulfill as the Lord.
The Lord's gaze became more and more lost. Gazing at the peacock before him, he raised his head blankly, extending his neck, waiting for the peacock to bite.
The peacock squinted its eyes in pleasure, extended its slender beak, about to peck at the bulging veins under the skin, when suddenly—
