Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 691 - 337: Restroom War God Lin Baici_1

Chapter 691: Chapter 337: Restroom War God Lin Baici_1

The moonlight shone brightly, and the dog-headed creature’s muscular, towering figure cast a long shadow on the ground.

"Split up!"

The two women had been running together for mutual support, seeking a sense of safety, but upon being targeted by the monster, they immediately scattered.

Let’s rely on luck!

Whoever gets targeted, it’s just bad luck for them!

The dog-headed creature swiveled its head from side to side, the bones in its neck cracking, and it didn’t immediately give chase but began counting down.

Ten!

Nine!

Eight!

...

Downstairs in the lobby, everyone gathered in front of the iron gate, watching for any movement outside.

"What’s it doing? Has it given up on killing?"

Dorisan was puzzled.

"It’s showing off!"

Huang Jinxiang spat, finding the muscular dog too confident, treating humans like ants to toy with.

"Shouldn’t we hurry upstairs?"

Hua Yue Yu suggested.

"Just wait and see!"

Li Yintong’s eyes were wide as she focused on the dog-headed creature. Without killing it, they were bound to encounter it sooner or later, so she wanted to gather more intelligence.

When the creature’s count reached one, it leaned forward at a 45-degree angle toward the woman to its left and then pushed off the ground with its right foot.

Whoosh!

It lunged out, and in the blink of an eye, caught up to the woman from behind.

The woman heard the whistling of air and spun around with a slash of her knife.

Crack!

The dog-headed creature didn’t dodge but delivered a precise and cruel thrusting punch directly onto the woman’s knife-wielding wrist.

Bang!

The woman’s forearm broke and then fragmented under the force of the punch, her flesh ripping apart, and the half of her arm still clutching the machete flew off.

"Ah!"

The woman screamed in agony, but before she could make another sound, the creature’s large hand, resembling a grinding stone, reached out and smacked her face.

"Your purity is too low!"

After the dog-headed creature spoke, it exerted the force of five fingers, and all the muscles in its right arm bulged instantly, making the arm appear to swell by a size.

Crack!

Her head was crushed, as if squeezing a cake, and blood and brain matter oozed through the creature’s fingers and spilled on the ground.

"Damn it!"

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

The lobby erupted in curses as everyone was a mix of shock and horror.

This monster was truly too vicious, reaching an extreme of violence!

The dog-headed creature turned its head to look at the woman who had fled into the forest and gave chase.

"That woman is as good as dead!"

Uncle Worker took a drag of his cigarette.

"Not necessarily, it’s dark in the forest now, plus there are lots of trees. She can’t outrun that thing, but she might hide!"

Li Yintong argued.

"There’s no hiding from it!"

Lin Baici grimaced, "That thing has a dog’s head; it must have a keen sense of smell!"

Everyone fell silent, considering Lin Baici’s analysis could very well be true.

"Why bother about her life and death?"

Dorisan urged, "God Lin, we should hurry up and go. After that creature kills the woman, it will definitely come back, and by then it’ll be too late to leave!"

Everyone shared this sentiment. Since they couldn’t see the battle anyway, they hastened to retreat, heading upstairs one by one.

[Don’t run, those who run will die!]

[The dog-headed creature will kill those who leave the lobby first!]

"Anyone who wants to run, go ahead, but the dog-headed creature will kill them first."

Lin Baici frowned deeply. According to Eater God’s commentary, this battle was inevitable. So, how could they win?

He began to recall Eater God’s comments about the dog-headed creature.

"What do you mean? Are you planning to stay and fight that thing?"

Huang Jinxiang was shocked, "Don’t do anything foolish, okay?"

Isn’t life good?

"What?"

Dorisan was momentarily indecisive and looked to Bath for guidance.

Bath furrowed his brow, staring at Lin Baici. God Lin wasn’t a brainless brute; what was he planning?

He couldn’t guess, but Bath remembered the torment and pain of being roasted at high temperatures on the 10th floor!

Screw it, take a chance!

"I’m not leaving either!"

Bath touched the head of the doll on his shoulder.

"Damn it!"

The red-haired woman was about to leave, but Lin Baici’s decision made her hesitate. She asked Gao Heng in a low voice, "What are you planning to do?"

Gao Heng was torn.

Did this guy discover something?

"Are we leaving or what?"

"Stay here and wait to die?"

"God Lin, what’s your deal?"

The crowd urgently sought an explanation, wanting an answer.

"I advise everyone not to go. Let’s find a way to kill that dog-headed creature right here!"

Che Zhengshuo had his hands tucked into his trench coat pockets, looking at Lin Baici and suggesting to the group, "Just as God Lin said, that creature has a sensitive sense of smell. We won’t be able to escape far enough to be out of its grasp. Instead of being killed one by one, we should gang up on it."

"The problem is, we can’t beat it!"

Li Yintong looked worried. Gang up? You’ve got to be kidding! Not to mention the diversity in origins and nationalities, making them a loose group—if it were a team, each would have their own agenda.

That’s human nature!

"Then you stay behind!"

The young man in the sportswear sarcastically retorted to Che Zhengshuo.

"I’m definitely not leaving!"

Che Zhengshuo looked outside through the iron bars, "It’s coming back!"

The nerves of everyone in the room tensed as they looked out.

The dog-headed creature wasn’t running normally, but upside down, using its hands to move along the ground, running with speed that could rival a hundred-meter sprint champion.

"Damn it!"

This upside-down gait was so visually shocking that the athletic man couldn’t take it and ran for the stairs.

"Are you going or not?"

The red-haired woman punched Gao Heng.

Gao Heng, holding a boning knife, was contorting his face with indecision. He then glanced at Lin Baici again, who sat as if he were relaxedly fishing, exuding confidence.

"Fuck it, why is this kid certain the dog-headed creature will kill those who run first?"