Green Monster Epic

Chapter 969 Progress

“Why did you stop?”

Figlas often took a long time to return after going out. For the magical delicacies he dreamed of, this giant dragon had rarely become diligent, flying around searching for fire-type magical beasts to hunt, or materials related to the fire element.

“I'm working so hard to help you gather materials, and you're just enjoying yourself in my lair? That's not good, is it?”

Figlas had already realized that he had been schemed against by this goblin, Allen. However, after all, he had something to ask of the other party. If the other party really succeeded in cooking a master dish, he would still be one of the beneficiaries in the end, so he didn't argue with Allen about it.

But this time, he flew tens of thousands of miles, either searching for magical beasts and precious materials hidden in dangerous environments, or swindling the fire-type treasures privately hidden in those families. He finally returned to his lair, but saw Allen, who should have been busy with experiments, sitting comfortably on the glazed ground, meditating. The boiling lava in the lava pool at the side of the mountain was tumbling up and down, obviously filled with abundant fire elements. Figlas was furious and couldn't help but complain.

“Aren't I waiting for you to bring me the ingredients back?”

Allen opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze swept across the dragon's face, like a basin of clear water poured from head to toe, immediately dissipating the dragon's slight emotions.

“You've improved?”

Hearing that Allen was going to use the ingredients to start cooking, Figlas immediately thought that Allen's cooking skills had improved, and was immediately a little happy.

“I've made a little progress, and I've also thought of some problems. Now I need to verify them.”

Allen nodded slightly and replied calmly.

“Here, these are all the fire-type materials and magical beast corpses that I've managed to collect in the past three or four years.”

The happy expression on Figlas's face gradually faded, replaced by a reluctant look. He reluctantly began to take out various materials that didn't look like ordinary products from the dimensional equipment hidden under his scales, as well as corpses of various beasts and birds of different sizes.

“You must cherish them, these things are hard-won. If you use them up and want to collect them all again, it will take at least ten or twenty years, and there will be various opportunities!”

What Figlas didn't say was that many of these materials were still taken from the wilderness tribe's treasury by him through shady means. At this time, many tribes in the wilderness were in turmoil, chasing after the shameless and despicable thief.

Figlas, who was unwilling to sacrifice his treasures in order to collect materials for Allen, had now abandoned all face, and naturally hoped that Allen could carefully use the various materials he took out.

“Do you think I'm the kind of goblin who doesn't know how to cherish things?”

Allen didn't care how Figlas got so many materials. He only cared whether he could make a breakthrough in cooking with the support of these materials.

Anyway, it wasn't him who was doing the bad things and hard work. If something really went wrong, Figlas would have to worry about it. However, with this dragon's character and strength, the final result was not worth worrying about.

“Okay, I'm going to start cooking. Don't let anyone disturb me, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be responsible for the loss of materials if the cooking fails.”

Allen's energy was in good condition at this time, and his body functions were also in the best state. With these materials that Figlas brought back, it should be enough for Allen to experiment with real objects four or five times.

One by one, he picked up the materials that Figlas had placed beside him, whether he recognized them or not, and examined them in his hands. The Food God Domain was activated as he chanted, becoming more and more skilled. The material characteristics of each ingredient were clear at a glance under the penetration of the domain's power, and Allen quickly had a way to use them in his mind.

After searching through the thirty-odd materials collected by Figlas, excluding the few that were indeed unsuitable as ingredients or primers, Allen also found two or three materials with wood and wind attributes from his dimensional equipment. At the same time, he didn't forget to ask Figlas for his treasured materials, and finally managed to gather enough materials to make four new dishes.

After classifying the materials needed for each dish he had conceived in his mind, Allen checked again, then closed his eyes and began to imagine in his mind the various actions and measures he would take in cooking the dish next.

Seeing Allen so serious, Figlas directly ignored his behavior. Not only did he not have any dissatisfaction, but he also had great expectations in his heart. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he could taste dishes with amazing effects and improve his strength again.

Time passed by, and Allen's closed-eye conception took two days. It was not until he had completely conceived the steps of the first dish in his mind that he suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

Walking a few steps to the lava in the crater, Allen raised his hand and a simple stove and cutting board were placed on the boiling lava. As the Food God Domain penetrated into the lava, the boiling lava quietly rose from under the stove into a cylinder, and then a ball of flame with a sulfurous smell burned fiercely, and soon turned into a pure blue flame without any impurities.

Allen himself did not expect that the Food God Domain could have such magical effects. What he thought in his mind could be turned into reality, allowing the matter within the domain to be used by him. He just followed his instinctive intuition, felt that it was feasible to do so, and did so. He didn't expect to really succeed in doing all this.

However, Allen's powerful willpower controlled his emotions, and he was not surprised by this magical scene. He took it for granted and put the iron pot and iron shovel on the stove, and began to handle the ingredients on the cutting board in an orderly manner.

A crystal like a ruby was placed in the iron pot. As it rippled and rolled in Allen's iron pot, with Allen's right hand using shovels, presses, cuts, squeezes and other methods again and again, the crystal, which was obviously solid and fragile, slowly turned into a pool of blood-red juice in the iron pot.

The crystal completely turned into liquid, and under the scorching heat of the fire, it bubbled and bubbled, just like a small pot of boiling water.

The iron pot was lifted to the side, and the juice in the pot formed a line, flowing into a stew pot that was being placed on another stove without leaving a drop, continuing to maintain its current temperature and shape.

Allen cleaned the residue on the iron pot and continued to put another piece of wood-like sheet cut into slices and started to stew it directly in a pot of cold water.

Various materials that looked absolutely inedible, when they reached Allen's hands, under his various bizarre operations, allowed him to manipulate and change their properties.

If Figlas hadn't seen the changes in the properties and characteristics of those materials with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe that the objects that were re-placed in the tableware would be the materials he had given to Allen before.

Just processing the ingredients alone took Allen an entire day, far longer than the time he spent during the last cooking competition. Figlas stood to the side, not daring to breathe loudly. The more miraculous Allen's performance was, the more powerful the characteristics of the dish he was cooking must be.

One by one, the individually processed ingredients finally began to merge and interact in Allen's iron pot. Each time an ingredient was incorporated into the pot, a wisp of overflowing elemental power drifted into the sky, quickly causing vibrations and attracting the surrounding elements to gather.

As the energy attracted by the magic resonance in the sky increased, Allen's cooking reached a crucial point. As he added various ingredients to the blood-red broth in the pot, the color of the broth gradually changed from red to yellow, and then from yellow to gold.

Each time an ingredient was added to the soup, a strong and violent aura rippled through it. Allen, with a solemn and serious expression, carefully stirred the pot with his spatula, while his left hand shook the iron pot in a mysterious way, suppressing the unseen collisions of different materials within the soup.

At this moment, the slightest carelessness would cause the magic power that had already been stimulated from the seven or eight ingredients in the pot to collide and riot in the soup. Not only would the dish definitely fail, but Allen himself would also face the tremendous power in the impact of the wildly surging energy.

It should be known that each ingredient used in this dish was of high quality or above. The fire element crystal, which served as the main ingredient, came from the core of a legendary-level fire elemental. The combined eruption of this surging fire element would definitely be comparable to a full-force strike from a demigod.

"Figlas, give me a hand!"

The flame temperature of the lava erupting from the volcano could no longer meet Allen's needs for the final stage. Turning around, Allen immediately shouted at the dragon watching from the side.

"What do you want me to do?"

Figlas quickly stood up and asked anxiously.

"Use your dragon breath at maximum power to heat the iron pot!!! You must not let this soup solidify!!!"

Allen, holding the spatula in his right hand, struggled to stir the golden soup. However, as the ingredients in the soup reacted with each other, the soup became increasingly viscous and began to show signs of solidifying. Even with Allen condensing the hottest fire beam from the entire volcano to heat it, he could only barely slow down the rate at which the soup solidified.

"Okay!!"

Receiving Allen's prompt, Figlas took a deep breath and immediately blew towards the bottom of the iron pot.

Whoosh whoosh ~ ~

The ancient red dragon's most powerful dragon breath technique now became the energy source needed for Allen's cooking, quickly burning the legendary iron pot in Allen's hand until it was red-hot.

It was precisely because of the support of this powerful and scorching flame that the gradually solidifying soup in the iron pot finally began to thaw and regain its smoothness.

The magical aura above the sky became even more intense, and it seemed that a scarlet fire cloud was about to form, bringing down a world-destroying fire rain.

Allen placed the iron pot on the stove, signaling Figlas to continue spewing dragon breath, while he himself held the shimmering silver spatula and looked up at the tens of meters high void, his hands beginning to wave towards the fire cloud.

Accompanying Allen's waving movements, the fire cloud in the sky also moved accordingly, gradually dragging a tail from the cloud and rapidly rotating to form a prototype of a half-meter-long hurricane, connecting to the space in front of Allen's outstretched arms.

The faster the hurricane rotated, the more the tens-of-meters-wide fire cloud above poured into the wind, and soon the entire fire cloud was swept into the hurricane fire cloud, eventually forming a complete cloud-like object in Allen's arms.

The turbulent elemental aura rippled in the cloud, and the dangerous aura constantly stimulated Allen's wild instincts, as if he was dancing with a deadly poisonous snake, or standing barefoot on sharp blades.

Recalling the methods and techniques he used to extract various elements and condense the purest elements during the cooking competition, Allen's hands also moved accordingly. The spatula in his right hand would either stir the cloud or cut the edges, while his left hand constantly treated the dangerous fire cloud as if it were a solid dough, kneading and slapping it back and forth.

Each time he moved, a bit of alien element would separate from the cloud and eventually dissipate into the air as natural energy, leaving behind the pure fire element that Allen needed most.

The fire cloud became smaller and smaller, and it was about to become the fire element pearl that Allen had painstakingly extracted and condensed with great difficulty during the last time. The dazzling light shone from this small round pearl, illuminating the top of the mountain with a heat wave.

"Is it done yet??"

Figlas was also straining his muscles at this time. For a peak legendary dragon, constantly maintaining this dragon breath was also a very heavy burden. If it weren't for the fact that this dish was very likely to end up in his stomach, he wouldn't have tried so hard.

"Hold on a little longer!!"

Allen's expression was solemn. The process of condensing the fire element pearl this time was indeed relatively easier than extracting the fire element from the lava last time. Sure enough, his guess at the time was correct. The natural magic power gathered during cooking seemed to have nothing to do with the dish itself, but in fact, the magic power that escaped from the ingredients still had some unknown connection with the ingredients.

However, although the difficulty of condensing the elements had been reduced a lot, Allen still didn't dare to be careless, because the gradually forming element pearl in his hand was fiercely resisting at all times and could go berserk at any moment. It was still extremely difficult to make it organically combine with the finished dish.

The spatula gently flipped, and the fire element pearl steadily landed in the center of the spatula. Allen's five-star mental power threads tightly wrapped around the surface of the round pearl, restraining it from collapsing.

Slowly retracting the spatula, the fire element pearl also slowly approached the stew pot on the stove.

The golden soup, bubbling with steam, had a wisp of illusory flame floating on the surface, which was obviously not an ordinary product. Just as the fire element pearl in Allen's spatula approached the soup, the bubbles rolling in the soup became more and more rapid and dense.

The fire element pearl also began to tremble repeatedly, rotating automatically without wind. If it weren't for Allen's powerful mental power suppressing it, perhaps the round pearl that had been condensed with such difficulty would have flown out directly.

Swoosh!!

A distance of only a few dozen centimeters took Allen more than ten minutes to finally make the fire element pearl in the spatula steadily stay on the surface of the soup. When Allen carefully retracted the spatula, the fire element pearl and the soup finally came into contact with each other, and an indescribable magic shock quickly dissipated outwards.

Figlas, who was spewing dragon breath, brightened his eyes and was immediately overjoyed: "It's a success!!"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the dragon breath that was maintaining a very high temperature suddenly stopped. The dish soup, which was originally forming a balance, suddenly showed a trace of solidification, and then the balance was immediately broken.

"Damn it!!"

Boom!!!!