My Summons Are All Gods

Tonight, it was another sleepless night for Apollo.

For some reason, whenever he closed his eyes, the side profile of Simmons and the words he said that evening would appear in his mind.

"Could it be that those jackals will really become stronger slowly?"

Now, according to the information he knew, Apollo could only make such a guess.

According to Simmons, those jackals usually wouldn't challenge a strong animal like a lion. But today, they found a jackal that could confront a lion. This was what Apollo saw with his own eyes.

And Simmons's tribe seemed to have experienced a catastrophe of extinction because of the jackals. Fortunately, some were out at that time and carried on the tribe line. It was only now that they had fully recovered.

Dong dong dong.

Apollo suddenly heard a sound. It was the sound of someone knocking on the tower.

At the same time, it was the signal that Apollo had arranged with the person on-duty. It meant that the person on-duty had discovered something but not anything dangerous. At this time, they would use this method to inform Apollo so as not to disturb the rest of the people's sleep. And the person on-duty couldn't come down personally to report so as not to leave the tower unguarded.

Apollo deliberately chose a tent closest to the tower to ensure that he could hear such a signal.

So Apollo quickly got up, attached his divine power to his feet, and climbed up the tower.

The island at night was quiet. Unlike the night a few days ago, the monsters now did not have the strength to disturb the Great Wall anymore.

A cool breeze blew, and pairs of red eyes sparkled under the tower.

Apollo tightened his collar. "What's the matter?"

"Over there, look over there."

The staff on duty whispered. Following the direction he was pointing at, Apollo looked over.

There was an old goat lying on the ground.

There was no problem with that because the old goat monster seemed to be asleep.

But after a while, Apollo found something wrong.

Those jackals attacked and ate other monsters in the middle of the night while they were sleeping.

The goat was at the bottom of the food chain. It was still an unguarded sleeping goat. What awaited it was the fate of having its neck bitten open in its sleep.

However, a jackal passed by. It sniffed at the goat and left.

It did not bite the goat.

"It must have already eaten its fill, right?"

Apollo thought.

However, the jackal that had gone far away quickly found its next target. It bit through the body of a wild rabbit and began to tear off the meat strips to eat.

It was not just the jackal. There were other monsters that picked up scraps at night. Similarly, they were not interested in the goat at all. At most, they would sniff at it and leave. Some even showed a look of disdain.

"They don't seem to be interested in the goat."

Apollo made a conclusion. At the same time, he understood why the staff on duty called him.

Indeed, this scene was a bit unusual. Previously, the jackals were very greedy. They didn't let go of any meat. But now, they let go of a sleeping goat.

"Keep a close eye on it. Tomorrow, we will fish that goat up."

Apollo said so and went down to catch up on his sleep.

Currently, the Sky Dynasty still relied on the fishing method invented by Sharena to obtain monsters. However, the premise of the fishing method was that the monster had to be interested in the bait, so that it would be easily attracted to take the bait.

At night, the monsters were sleeping soundly, so they could not fish at night. It was very difficult to fish the monsters just by relying on the few wandering nocturnal animals.

Apollo therefore went back directly to sleep so that he could have the energy to explore what he saw at night.

The next morning, Apollo woke up very early even though he slept very late. Simmons also woke up with him.

Simmons had a tired look on his face. His dark circles looked as if he had been punched twice. Like Apollo, he did sleep well last night.

"There are two things," Apollo said quickly without even greeting Simmons when he saw him.

"The first thing is, let's hurry up to the tower and see how the jackals are doing."

"The second thing is, we found a sleeping goat in the middle of the night, and the jackals didn't lay a hand on it."

Simmons seemed to have woken up after hearing this, and he answered Apollo firmly.

"Impossible."

"The main food of jackals is carrion, not because they like to eat it, but because they are weak and can only eat it."

"Goats are one of the few fresh meat that they can eat, and it is also their favorite. They will not give up."

Apollo shrugged and made eye contact with the staff on duty with red and swollen eyes. Then, he made a hand gesture to Simmons to go up the tower.

The two of them went up the tower again. This time, Apollo saw that the goat was still in the same place, maintaining the same posture as at night.

"The goat is dead, and it's probably been dead for a few days."

Simmons only took a glance and came to a conclusion.

The two of them were stunned. Simmons promised that his eyes would not be wrong. Although he thought that he could not be compared to His Majesty in many aspects, he was definitely an expert in the knowledge of monsters here.

The goat's must have been dead for some time now. The mud on its body had dried up and clumped because it had maintained a posture for a long time.

This scene was really abnormal. Those monsters did not have the custom of burying their companions. Generally speaking, when a goat died in the wild, it would be picked up by the jackals.

Not to mention that these monsters were gathered at the foot of the Great Wall now. Death meant that they would become the food of other monsters. This was even coherent and there was no time lag.

However, this goat had actually died here for so long, and no monsters had any intention of attacking its carcass.

However, even if they were staring at it, they couldn't find the reason. Currently they still had to focus on things that they could understand.

Simmons turned his head. "Let's see how the jackals are doing first."

At this point, it was impossible to hide the fact that the jackals would slowly become stronger. Many people had heard the news that there was a group of jackals that specialized in killing monsters outside the Great Wall. They devoured the monsters' bodies and obtained nutrients from them, and they had become stronger and stronger.

"I recognize that jackal. I made a note of it yesterday. There's a broken eyebrow on its forehead."

Simmons's eyes swept through the group of monsters one by one. After a while, he found the jackal.