"Gurgle..."

The tall figure looked at Di Moyu, his eyes darting around excitedly. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak, so he lifted his leg to get closer.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, just as he moved, the limbs and head that had been reattached to his body suddenly shattered and fell to the ground, separating once again!

Everyone: "..."

This scene was so shocking that everyone was completely stunned.

His face turned deathly pale; he was so scared he almost peed his pants on the spot.

Performing dismemberment in front of your face?! How could that be so horrifying?!

"Knock knock knock..."

Although the bodies of those gods were already torn to pieces, they still approached Di Moyu, eventually trembling slightly around him. In particular, the heads of those gods had veins bulging on their faces, making them look extremely ferocious.

"Senior Brother, Master, be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Ji Fanya didn't say a word and rushed forward to save the person with Yuan Tun in his arms.

"Calm down."

Zhan Wuyan quickly grabbed him and gestured, "Look closely at the eyes of that head."

"Eye?"

Ji Fanya stared at it suspiciously, then froze.

Although his pale face was covered with terrifying blue veins, the look in his eyes was not fierce, but rather agitated and sad, which made people's noses tingle and they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Who are you…"

At this moment, Di Moyu, who had been standing calmly and unmoved, finally spoke indifferently, "God of Animal Husbandry, Prince Ye."

Aside from the major gods, the herdsman god was among the first ancient gods to emerge from humankind.

I originally thought he longed for human life and chose to live in anonymity, but I never expected him to end up like this.

Di Moyu's eyes flickered slightly, then he released Jun Feijue's hand, squatted down, and gently touched the disheveled, dirty head.

"Waaah..."

Seeing the compassion in Di Moyu's eyes, the head, which had been contorted with rage, finally couldn't hold back its tears and sobbed.

His pained expression and sorrowful cries brought tears to the eyes of everyone present.

What's going on?

At this moment, Zhan Wushuang and the others all forced back their grief and stepped forward, asking in bewilderment, "All the bodies should have been found by now, so why can't they be put back together?"

"I think I know..."

At this moment, Shi Wuxie slowly spoke, "If I'm not mistaken, he's missing a very important adhesive."

"Adhesive?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Blood!"

"good."

Shi Wuxie nodded and looked at the head, saying, "You should still remember where you were bled, right? The blood of a god is not simple, it shouldn't be so easily destroyed."

"Ouch..."

The head, which had been relatively calm, suddenly let out a series of sharp howls as if it had been greatly stimulated after hearing Shi Wuxie's words.

"Xiao Xie, what are you doing!"

Seeing this, Zhan Wushuang said irritably, "Although what you said is true, could you please say it a little more gently? You've provoked him."

"Ha, with such poor mental fortitude, you still want to be resurrected? It's much easier to be dead."

Shi Wuxie, however, looked completely indifferent, and said with a wicked smile, "What does it matter to me whether he revives or not? If he doesn't revive, he'll be my prey, so why not?"