Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 253 You want me to eat a horse? I'll let you eat fart!

Chapter 253 You want me to eat a horse? I'll let you eat fart!
“Damn it, shouldn’t the Flügel be confronting the Elf Alliance and the Dwarf Alliance right now? Why are they here?”

The Werebeasts with animal ears, fangs and sharp teeth looked at the Flügel appearing in the sky in horror.

Just one Flügel was already a threat that could destroy their tribe, not to mention that there were more than one Flügel appearing overhead, and they were already surrounding their tribe.

"You beasts are really out of date. The war was already over."

Jibril, who had fallen from the sky, said this to an old one-eyed werewolf.

"I'm sorry, we are not aware of this matter, but I don't know what business the Flügel masters have in coming to our tribe?"

The leader of the werewolf tribe was very polite. Given the huge gap in strength, he did not dare to show any hostility towards the Skywing people.

"We are not looking for you. We are looking for the God behind you. Where is He?"

Hearing this, the werewolf leader looked embarrassed.

"Why, you don't want to answer?"

"No, it's because we don't know where our God is either."

"Hey, do you want to be solved?"

"Our gods have long been just legends. I have never seen them since I was born. Moreover, if gods really existed, our beastmen would not have been divided into so many tribes as they are today."

The werewolf leader explained reluctantly, fearing that his own tribe would be indiscriminately wiped out by these Flügels who were looking for their god.

"So, your beastman's god is dead?"

The Flügel race paid relatively little attention to lower-order creatures, and normally they didn't care about the Werebeast race, which was at the bottom of the racial sequence.

"I heard that the fox tribe further east is still worshipping a god, but no one has ever seen that god, and no one knows whether it is true or not. If you, the Flügel people, want to find the god, you can go there and take a look."

The werewolf leader said so.

"Okay, since you are no longer useful, then go and die."

"Ah, why?"

"Ha, you really think I can't see it, are you trying to divert the blame to that fox tribe? How dare a lowly creature like us Flügel use us as swords? Do you believe I will chop off your head?"

Jibril gave a somewhat evil smile.

"Damn it, Patriarch, we have to fight this group of Flügel, blood is broken~"

A young werewolf roared, and his fur turned blood-red. The old werewolf was unable to stop him, and the young werewolf broke through the limits of his biological life in an instant.

He arrived in front of Jibril at a speed close to the speed of sound, and just as he was about to swing his claws, he was kicked away by Jibril.

"Bang~"

It directly collapsed a small wooden house not far away.

"Baal!"

The other Werebeast warriors shouted anxiously, using Blood Destruction and rushing towards the surrounding Flügel.

Blood Damage is an explosive move that can improve physical fitness in a short period of time. It is also the trump card for the beastmen to survive in this world. It can usually increase the physical fitness of the individual blood-damaged beastmen who use this skill by three to five times.

However, there is a qualitative gap between the life forms above racial sequence six and those below racial sequence six in this world.

Even though these beastmen were all blood-damaged individuals, each of them could instantly burst out with three to five times the strength of their body, they were still bullied when facing the Skywing species with ridiculously high stats.

All that could be heard was a constant banging sound. The faster the werewolf beastmen charged towards the Flügel, the faster they were kicked back, falling to the ground and unable to get up.

"Is this the blood of the Werebeasts? They are so weak!"

The Flügel looked unsatisfied and felt that this group of Werebeasts were even worse than those irrational Demons.

At least that group of demons were relatively durable and recovered quickly, so they could barely be considered as sandbags.

"..."

Seeing the young warrior of the tribe being defeated, the werewolf leader said nothing, but silently took off his thick clothes, revealing the dense scars underneath. His fur turned blood red, his muscles bulged, and he rushed towards Jibril.

Things can no longer be resolved amicably, death is inevitable, so the only thing left to do is to show the backbone of a bad-blooded individual of the Orc race.

The old werewolf leader came in front of Jibril, and then he moved in a zigzag pattern, dodging Jibril's long legs and coming behind her. He knew that he was no match for the Flügel, and now he was just preparing to inflict a wound on the suspected leader of the Flügel before dying...

However, Jibril's spinning kick shattered his thoughts. The gap between the Werebeasts and the Flügel was simply too great.

It was so big that even if the Werebeasts tried their best to inflict a scar on the Flügel, it would be nothing more than wishful thinking.

"Do you want to live?"

Jibril asked as she walked up to the werewolf leader who was vomiting blood.

"think."

The werewolf leader nodded.

"If you want to live, go to the other tribes of your Werebeasts and tell them that no matter whether the god behind your Werebeasts is dead or not, the Star Grail will be taken by the new god we serve."

After saying this, Jibril led the other Flügel away.

"Hey, Chief, we are not dead?"

The fallen werewolf got up and looked at the Flügel flying away, feeling somewhat incredulous.

That group of battlefield death gods who were like the Madmen didn't even kill them casually.

"What should we do now?"

A werewolf asked the old patriarch.

“What else can we do? Tell those Flügel people to pass the message. If we don’t, I’m afraid that group of Flügel people will come again and use Sky Strike on our tribe.”

In this world, the strong can get whatever they want, while the weak can only obey orders. They, the beastmen, can barely fight against the dwarves, and can also fight against the elves.

However, facing the Flügel species that have surpassed other living creatures, perhaps only by gathering the blood-damaged individuals from several tribes, and only when the Flügel species cannot fly, can it be possible to rely on the human wave tactics to kill a Flügel species.

This was not something that the Werebeasts could fight against. The werewolf leader was about to pass on the message, while Jibril and the other Flügels returned to Avant Heim.

Jibril reported the situation, and Avant Heim adjusted his direction and headed towards the fox-beast tribe.

"A fairy god of species sequence 9, was defeated by Broly-sama with three punches.

Race sequence 11. The vast majority of demons have only the biological instinct of destruction. They are irrational and unable to communicate, and are currently being eradicated.

Its creator, a mutant individual of the Phantasmal species, the Demon King, only wanted to destroy everything in this world. He was taken care of by Lord Broly with one blow, and was destroyed along with his core. He probably won't be able to be resurrected in the future.

Race sequence 12, the god of the vampire species had long fallen, and the group of vampire bats living in the cave castle surrendered directly.

Race sequence 13, the Moon-Singing Race does not exist in this world. They and their gods have lived on the Red Moon since before the war began. They have no intention of participating in the war at all, and they probably have no idea about the Star Grail.

Race sequence 14, the Werebeasts. Their gods are currently investigating and are not sure whether they have fallen.

After we deal with the Werebeasts, and then the Sea-dwellers who live in the deep sea, Broly-sama will lead us to attack those races above Sequence 6. I am really looking forward to it!"

Every Flügel species was ready to fight. In the past, the God of War had no interest in troubleing the weak, so they had never done anything like cleaning up the world with the entire Flügel species.

As long as they thought about having to fight against the giants, dragons, and fantasy species in the future, these "battles are fun!" Flügels were eager to try.

The shadow brought by the death of the God of War did not last long, and the Flügel soon became immersed in the excitement of being led by the new god that the Creator had previously designated to serve to persuade others (to cause trouble).

It didn't take long for Avant Heim to arrive above the fox tribe. The Flügel flew down without hiding their whereabouts, and under the angry gazes of the fox tribe, they took away the large stone that their village had been worshipping for generations.

“This is the essence of the spirit.”

Azriel has better vision.

“But this should be the essence that was pierced, right?”

Raphael said.

"So, the god of the beastmen is actually dead?"

Jibril asked.

"It seems that this thing still has some activity, and it seems to be on the verge of recovery."

The three Flügel looked at each other, feeling a little unsure about what to do. So, they prepared to take the essence from the fox tribe to show Broly.

. . . .

In the original temple of the God of War, Broly was playing chess with Chronicles.

"I'll get off here."

Rick pulled Hubie to one side and didn't dare to look at the chessboard at all. Broly's chess skills were too high. Rick was afraid that his blood pressure would rise after watching it.

When others play chess, they plan every step, but Broly plays chess as he pleases. He can play chess so well thanks to his sister, who is very patient and always plays with children.

If it were a normal person who knows how to play chess, they would probably find playing chess with Broly very boring after only three games.

"Lord Broly, there is something I need your decision on."

Just when Broly took the initiative to send his queen chess piece into a dead end and Chronicle Dora was about to pretend not to see it and lose the game, Azrael walked in with a stone-shaped essence.

"Hey, did you find the Werebeast's god?"

Broly asked curiously.

"I did find it, but it wasn't a god, but a piece of divine essence that had been pierced and was recovering."

Azriel explained and handed over the stone in her hand.

"Ah, Chloe, are you playing bad chess with Broly again?"

Jibril had already approached the chessboard and asked.

"What do you mean by bad chess? I'm very good at it. I'm almost winning."

Hearing this, Broly immediately refuted.

"Yes, yes, you are the black chess piece. Whose turn is it now?"

"White."

"Well, first I'll capture your queen, then force your knight away, and then I'll take out your pawn that's about to reach the end..."

Jibril played chess for a while, and soon she shaved the black chess piece on Broly's side bald, leaving only the lonely black king, who had to face the scene of being surrounded by a large group of enemy troops.

"Look, you're gone."

Broly: "..."

"Jibril, don't bully Broly."

Chloe said beside her.

"Okay, then I'll bully you, let's play a round?"

Jibril pushed Broly aside, sat in front of Chronicle, and reset the chess piece.

"Can I get help?"

Chloroney asked.

"That piece of iron is not allowed to speak."

Jibril pointed at Hubie and said that if we really talk about calculation ability, even the Flügel cannot compare to the Ex-Machina.

"Then I'll do it."

Riku came over. Compared to Broly, who was a terrible chess player, Jibril was a very strong opponent.

Of course, if Jibril didn't use the spirit power to cheat, Riku and the opponent would still be able to win 30-70.

But if you use cheating methods, just go with 100.

"You are not allowed to cheat."

Jibril stared at Riku, wary of his cheating tactics.

"Okay, but you're not allowed to cheat."

Riku is also on guard against Jibril's cheating tactics.

"no problem."

An agreement was reached, and the two sides started a new game of chess, with Broly becoming an irrelevant person.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go down here, you should go down there."

However, he was not an irrelevant person, and he would still actively give Jibril advice.

"No, this step should be a car move!"

A cross appeared on Jibril’s forehead.

"Ah, Rick made a mistake, use your horse to eat his horse!"

Finally, when Broly gave her advice for the third time, Jibril couldn't help it.

"You want me to eat a horse? I'll let you eat fart!"

Jibril laid Broly down and sat on his face, blocking the boy's mouth.

"Okay, the world is quiet now, let's continue playing chess."

Rick: "..."

His own brother-in-law had no idea about his own chess skills. He was so bad at chess but still wanted to give advice. This directly pissed off Jibril and he was suppressed. But for some reason, he was a little envious of this suppression.

"Rick is envious, do you want to be sat like this too?"

Hubie noticed his envious look and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, this, of course I don't envy it, who would envy such a thing!"

Rick quickly turned his eyes away. It was really abominable. After finding out that the brother-in-law was a really young child, Chronicle forbade him to say anything R-rated in front of Broly, on the grounds that it was not good for the boy's physical and mental health.

Just wait, wait until the world is at peace, then he and Hubie can enjoy their own world. At that time, whatever he wants to do with Hubie will be within reach!
With this thought in mind, Riku was full of fighting spirit. Three minutes later, he was defeated by Jibril: "Yeah, I won!"

"Damn it, did you secretly use your spirit power?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you stinky monkey, slandering me can kill people."

Jibril warned that this was pure chess skill.

"By the way, what are we here for?"

At this time, Azriel reacted and asked.

Raphael: "..."

He was so obsessed with playing with things that he lost his ambition. He was completely led astray.

But, to be honest, chess is really fun, much more fun than trampling on those inferior creatures.

It turns out that games that are too easy to win are boring.

On the contrary, rack your brains and fight with your wits and courage...

Well, the battle of courage has been crossed out, but the battle of wits is still very interesting.

It’s just that this chessboard is too simple. I’ll make a moving one someday.