This human, was he a hungry ghoul?
However, the bones in its entire body were almost broken. Even if it wanted to retaliate, it was
powerless and could only helplessly watch Alex summon a ball of fire with his bare hands.
That was his Elixir Fire. Alex used the Elixir Fire to grill the wing at a breakneck speed.
Three minutes later, a piece of Samâs wing meat was grilled until it was slick and emanated fragrance.
Its quality was much better than the meat that he usually ate.
Alexâs eyes gleamed. âAs expected of an ancient mythical creature, this chicken wing will probably be
the most succulent chicken wing Iâve ever tasted. Even without the addition of seasonings, it will be
delicious in its original flavor for sure.â
Sam tried to weep but failed to shed a tear. It was a bizarre feeling to watch someone else grilling its
meat and even eating it one bite at a time.
âHmm, it melts in my mouth. Itâs not oily at all. Thereâs a fragrance of chicken floss, but thereâs also a
different flavor of natural spices. Whatâs rarer is that the energy contained inside is much easier to
absorb than ordinary meat. So when I eat it, it turns into energy right away.â
âNice meat! Nice meat! Do you want some too?â
Alex feasted on it while giving Sam a thumbs up. Sam dearly wished it could die. The problem was that
it surprisingly felt that the grilled meat seemed to be delicious.
At this moment, Pigsy, who smelled the fragrance, could not wait to rush out It had cultivated the Old
Cowâs Breathing Technique and used the Stardew Fruit to refine its flesh. Now, it was hungry, just like
Alex. âHey, Alex Rockefeller. You canât eat all of it by yourself. Give me some. Hurry up. Iâm going crazy
from hunger.â
Alex pointed at Sam on the ground. âThe flesh is over there. Chop it up and grill it yourself.â
The drooling pig demon picked up the Sword of the Universe that Alex had thrown on the ground and
chopped off Samâs other wing right away.
âAhh! Ahh!â
Sam screamed while cursing madly. Then, it asked Dolores for help. âSaint Orlando, help! Iâm going to
be eaten up by these two b*tches!â
Dolores, hiding in the treasure cauldron, stuck her head out to look over this side. Seeing Alex and that
Treasure-hunting Pig grilling and eating the peacockâs Wings before the fire, she was so furious that
her vision darkened in that instant. From the end of ancient times until now, when had the Peacock
Tribe ever experienced a darker moment like this?
âThis two d*mned mongrels deserve to be hacked into smithereens!â
She sternly roared, âRockefeller, I swear I will kill you! I want you to taste the cruelest torture and
torment you bit by bit so that you shall suffer a fate worse than death!â
What answered her was Alexâs talking voice while chewing. âOld Pig, this chicken has a little flesh. One
isnât enough for consumption. Iâll turn that old hen into a stew later. Youâll be responsible for plucking
her plumes.â
Pigsy finally tore some of the grilled meat and tasted its savor. It was pleasantly surprised. âOh my god,
I have always found all kinds of strange spiritual fruits to eat back then. Itâs only now that I know the
tastiest food turns out to be the peacock meat.â
Alex said, âItâs not your fault because you used to be a vegetarian!â
Pigsy said, âIâve decided to change. I want to eat meat.â
Dolores spat a mouthful of blood out of rage. But under the state of being attacked by the hundred
beasts and the restriction of the spell formation, she could not find a way to escape at all. So then, she
helplessly watched Sam devoured by this man and the pig till nothing left.
Samâs body was a hundred-meter-tall, so the total amount of meat was measured in tonnes.
Alex and Pigsy did not have a huge appetite, but this mythical creatureâs meat instantly turned into
energy without leaving even impurities after consumption. It stayed in the stomach for a very little time,
so they would not feel full no matter how much they ate. They still felt a little hungry even after eating
up an entire peacock.
Alex stood up and said, âOld Pig, letâs stew the old hen. Itâs inside the cauldron. We just need to get
some water. Itâs not too late to pluck those plumes later.â
The old pig laughed heartily. âExcellent! The old hen is considerate. It knows weâre going to eat her in a
stew, so it has long placed itself in the cauldron, as if fearing that we wonât eat it.â