Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1125 Cooking

Outside the Food God Plaza in the southeastern corner of Green Lake City, a group of magic chefs dressed in beige clothing, with various cooking utensils on their waists and backs, gathered, wanting to get an explanation from the goblins of Green Field.

Usually, they only needed to pay a certain fee to enter the plaza and use the cooking stoves and other tools built in the plaza to improve their skills. Now, with the Green Field goblins suddenly announcing the closure of the plaza for an indefinite period, the magic chefs who had come from afar, wanting to improve their skills and achieve breakthroughs, were momentarily flustered and at a loss.

After all, the sculptures in this Food God Plaza truly possessed magical power, which could assist magic chefs in cooking magic dishes, improve their feel and inspiration when cooking, and increase their chances of success.

Many magic chefs who came to Green Lake City, in addition to wanting to make a pilgrimage to the birthplace of magic cuisine, also wanted to use the magical power of this Food God statue to help themselves advance to a higher realm.

However, when faced with the fully armed, stern, and fierce goblin warriors surrounding the plaza in layers, they immediately retreated, lacking the courage to reason with the masters of this city.

A colorful magical barrier rose above the plaza, directly blocking the prying eyes from both the open and the hidden.

The plaza inside was also very lively. More than twenty of the most elite magic chefs from the Green Field tribe were carefully cleaning various ingredients. A new stove was built below the plaza's statue, and the bear goblin Allen, rarely wearing a beige chef's uniform with an apron exuding a faint magical aura on his chest, stood steadily in front of the stove, closing his eyes to calm his mind and eliminate all distracting thoughts.

Da da da ~ ~ ~

Shua shua shua ~ ~ ~ ~

The chef's knife lightly touched the cutting board, making dense and rhythmic sounds. The ingredients were cut into shreds under the sharp blade. As time slowly passed, all kinds of precious ingredients were processed by these top chefs of Green Field and stored in different food boxes according to their respective properties.

Even the Food God Competition, held once every ten years, could hardly gather all of Green Field's top chefs, because each of them had won a championship in a certain category of the competition, some even winning several consecutive championships or several category championships.

Not to mention that now they were not present as head chefs, but only as helpers processing ingredients, but no one present had any complaints. On the contrary, they were filled with strong admiration and felt sincerely joyful and fortunate to have been selected to enter this plaza.

"Huff!!!!!"

The bear goblin slowly opened his eyes, his dark green pupils gradually turning into pure gold with his breathing, representing that he had already activated his own Food God Domain.

Just as the domain appeared in the stove space in front of Allen, the statue behind the stove suddenly had a trace of energy fluctuation, echoing the statue's owner. He picked up a rectangular kitchen knife made of precious materials such as mithril and gold essence from the cutting board. The Saint-level powerhouse Allen had now transformed into the world's creator of the magic cuisine system, the most top-notch magic chef master.

Buzz!!!!!

Within the three to four-meter space range where the stove was located, the ordinary cooking utensils emitted a buzzing sound on their own. A faint halo that was difficult for ordinary people to detect spread from their entities, covering a range of two to three centimeters outside their bodies.

Clang!!!!!

The bear goblin placed his other hand on the spatula in the steel pot in front of the stove. The spatula, which fit the arc of the pot bottom, struck the steel pot, resounding in the ears of the twenty-odd magic chefs present, deafening.

The slightest changes in the stove and kitchen utensils were reflected in Allen's mind. Allen, using them for the first time, with the effect of the Food God Domain, was now as comfortable with them as if he had been using them for many years. After a few simple operations, Allen put down these excellent utensils that the Green Field tribe had been cooperating with blacksmiths and magical tool alchemists to develop for many years to assist and enhance the skills of magic chefs, and turned to check the various ingredients processed by the magic chef masters on the long table one by one.

"... The slices are moderately thick, preserving the nutrients of the ingredients to the greatest extent. Good."

"... The carving is too fancy, and the texture is not in line with the texture of the ingredients themselves. It needs to be improved."

......

Even the magic chef masters who had devoted their lives to studying cooking, at this time, under the comments of Allen, the Food God himself, had dramatic changes in their expressions, either happy or gloomy.

After everything was checked properly and he had incidentally given some guidance to the surrounding helpers, Allen focused his gaze and will instantly. There was nothing else in front of him except the stove and the ingredients.

Whoosh ~ ~ ~ ~

As the bear goblin's mental power connected with the stove permanently infused with fire magic, the fuel in the stove was immediately ignited by the fire magic, and a raging flame immediately rose.

Sizzle ~ ~ ~

The steel pot was burning red-hot. As a spoonful of hot oil was poured down, a cloud of blue smoke immediately rose, and under the ignition of the sparks lingering at the bottom of the pot, a flame more than a meter high immediately burst out.

Immediately, the flame in the stove was controlled by the mechanism and gradually became gentle. The remaining hot oil in the pot was also poured into a wooden bucket next to it by Allen, ending the opening of the pot.

Sizzle ~ ~ ~ ~

A ladle of cold water was poured into the pot.

Shua shua shua ~ ~ ~

A bamboo brush was used to scrub the steel pot back and forth, cleaning the oil stains on it. After a dozen breaths, Allen's cooking skills were fully displayed in the details.

In the clean steel pot, such precious ingredients as the World Tree sap were directly poured in. The gentle flame licked the bottom of the pot, slowly heating the liquid that rippled with faint magic and constantly changed color on the surface.

Clang!!!!! Clang!!!!!

Putting down the steel pot, Allen readily picked up the bright golden kitchen knife and a whetstone. The two objects were rubbed back and forth crisply and neatly, causing a few imperceptible sparks to fly.

"Huff!!!!!"

After everything was ready, a milky white snake egg from the Hydra's lair of the Nine-Headed Serpent lightly appeared in front of the long cutting board, and was erected with its round bottom supported by two clean wipes.

Shoo!!!!!

Shoo shoo!!!!!

The kitchen knife transformed into an invisible breeze in Allen's hand, swiftly flying and shuttling back and forth on the surface of the snake egg as his arm moved rapidly. The excessively fast speed caused Allen's body to constantly blur, eventually solidifying into a series of overlapping pictures, as if he had simultaneously grown five or six arms.

Just processing this snake egg took Allen half a magic hour. When his movements suddenly stopped and the kitchen knife was put back steadily on the cutting board, the snake egg in front of him, which exuded a crystal luster on the surface, looked completely normal, as if Allen's operation just now was in vain.

Just as the goblins in the field were wondering, Allen stretched out his thumb and middle finger and gently flicked the surface shell of the snake egg. As a slight cracking sound rang out, a spider web-like fine line immediately appeared on the snake egg, and then fluttered and sprinkled towards the cutting board.

At this time, sharp-eyed goblins discovered that each of the eggshells that had detached from the egg body was a regularly shaped hexagon. When they fell, they were also gently held by an invisible hand generated by a Mage Hand scroll that Allen did not know when he had torn open, and finally stacked neatly into a pile in an empty space beside the cutting board.

The eggshell was peeled away, but the soft and fragile membrane beneath it remained unscathed, completely enveloping the snake egg and keeping it securely in place on the cutting board.

The display of knife skills alone immediately drew admiration from the twenty-odd demon chefs in the audience. It's important to note that the square-edged cleaver in Allen's hand lacked a sharp tip, making such precise work impossible even for the most skilled demon chefs.

Even if those few demon chefs were to use their most favored carving knives and attempt to replicate Allen's feat, they were confident they could do it, but it would take them dozens, if not hundreds, of times longer than Allen. Not to mention achieving the effortless and skillful ease that Allen displayed.

The cold water in the pot on the stove was now steaming. With a wave of his hand, Allen poured various ingredients, some chilled and others soaked in magical potions, into the pot according to the sequence he had envisioned.

The diverse ingredients, each with unique properties, entered the boiling World Tree sap and quickly dissolved, blending and merging with the sap. Complex magical energies roared as the liquid in the pot churned, but Allen's God of Cookery domain firmly restrained them.

Each stir of Allen's wok spatula perfectly separated the detonators of magical explosions caused by conflicting properties within the liquid. He transformed into a conductor of a symphony orchestra, guiding a dozen different magical properties back and forth within the half-meter-wide steel pot, weaving intricate magical patterns.

As the magical patterns gradually took shape, the surging and colliding magical energies within the pot were temporarily confined within these invisible patterns, settling into the gradually thickening liquid.

Snap!

Allen gently swayed the pot with one hand while carefully stirring the viscous broth with a ladle. Simultaneously, he nudged the cutting board with his right knee, sending a surge of force into a food box on the board. Several delicate carved flowers inside flew into the air, landing perfectly in Allen's waiting ladle.

The crimson Rings of Life, carved from the flesh-embryo fruit of the Abyss Demon Vine, utilizing the fruit's natural patterns, fell into the pot with a gentle tap of the ladle, precisely aligning with the six invisible magical patterns within.

Glug glug!

The previously dormant magical energy in the liquid exploded with the sudden intrusion of this foreign object. Endless energy surged directly into the unique substance, seemingly flesh yet not flesh, wood yet not wood. The solid entity, freshly placed in the pot, was instantly crushed into powder. At the same time, Allen's divine power erupted, forcibly merging these undissipated particles, restoring their original shape.

All the essential energy of the broth was completely confined within these Rings of Life, yet also maintained Allen's woven magical patterns in another dimension.

The re-condensation of the Rings of Life stimulated the inherent properties of the Demon Vine, directly devouring the remaining half-pot of viscous liquid into the solid form. The rings swelled and writhed as if alive, and the six Ouroboros snakes carved on them came to life, constantly twisting their bodies and spitting out their tongues.

It seemed simple, but in reality, the goblin performing all of this was treading on thin ice. Every action consumed all of his energy. Several times during the cooking process, magical explosions nearly overwhelmed him. Even Allen himself felt fortunate to have completed it to this point.

And just this simmering process alone had taken Allen three days and three nights. The true completion of this dish would still require at least another month.

The six Rings of Life were placed separately in a top-grade crystal food box. As soon as the box was closed, the six Ouroboros snakes immediately stretched out their bodies, fiercely lunging at their companions, as if preparing for a fierce battle or engaging in playful antics.

The demon chefs watching Allen cook with rapt attention were now mesmerized by the six slender snake bodies in the transparent food box. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, how could they have believed that the wriggling, biting creatures in the box were merely inanimate objects that Allen had thoroughly processed during cooking, devoid of any possibility of life?

This was no longer mere cooking; it had reached the realm of artificial creation. According to everyone's long-held understanding, the only beings in this world truly capable of creating life from nothing were the lofty gods.

Just as the audience was shocked and dumbfounded, Allen had already cleaned the stove and was preparing to cook the next ingredient.

…

As each ingredient was processed and cooked, although Allen mobilized the power of his domain to control everything to the extreme, a large amount of energy still escaped from the ingredients, drifting into the sky. However, these scattered energies had some kind of natural connection with the cooked ingredients, reluctant to drift far away, instead circling back and forth in the sky above Green Lake City.

The surrounding natural energy was attracted and surged over, slowly forming a condensed, terrifying cloud of energy above Green Lake City.

Crack!

Giant electric snakes roamed through the dark clouds, illuminating Green Lake City, which was obscured by the thick clouds, as bright as day, but only to return to a dim scene in an instant. A fierce gale raged in the air as the clouds gathered, emitting a chilling howl.

Spellcasters with keen senses of nature now wore extremely solemn expressions, feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making even movement difficult. Relatively insensitive physical practitioners were slightly better, but they also sensed the danger approaching, each seeking safe places in the city to see what would happen.

The square, however, was brightly lit. Every two or three meters, a lamp post was erected, with bright pearls and fluorite at the top emitting a faint glow, illuminating the place as if it were daytime.

The Green Field Warriors, standing solemnly with sharp weapons in hand, remained expressionless. They seemed unaffected by the looming danger above their heads, deeply believing that with the great chieftain leading them, there was no danger they could not face on their Green Field Tribe's territory. Even against gods, they had the confidence to fight, let alone mere natural disasters!

…

A 30-centimeter-diameter circular hole was gently cut into the inner membrane of the snake egg with a kitchen knife, completely exposing the snake embryo within to reality. A vibrant aura of vitality quickly permeated, adding a touch of fresh life to the square.

Allen remained expressionless, and at the same time, his arm shook, seemingly striking the soft and resilient inner membrane fiercely. All of the clear and transparent egg liquid was knocked out of the egg, while the inner membrane remained completely undamaged.

An egg of a unique beast, which had a high probability of hatching into something comparable to a dragon, was used up by Allen in this way. If anyone or any force knew that the goblin was acting like this, they would probably feel regret and astonishment.

The egg liquid, without the yolk, fell directly into a circular iron bucket with a diameter of two meters and a depth of one and a half meters. The milky white broth inside, cooked from various precious ingredients, immediately merged with it, and a strange fragrance instantly permeated, arousing the deepest appetite in everyone present.

Glug!

Glug! Glug! Glug!!!

Most of the crowd salivated, licking their lips and swallowing, their eyes glued to the large pot still steaming.

Sweat drenched Allen as he stared intently at the milky-white broth in the pot, his arms wielding a stirring rod, constantly changing his movements based on his domain perception, carefully agitating the contents.

Occasionally, a massive bubble would rise from the bottom, bursting violently on the surface, unleashing a torrent of concentrated magic that transformed into various spells, crashing down on Allen.

Allen remained unmoved, allowing the powerful energies to strike his body, whether burning, freezing, or slicing his steel-like frame.

The various elemental energies bombarded the hobgoblin's body, and although he quickly healed and recovered, Allen alone knew the extent of the energy expenditure.

After stirring incessantly for several days, until the liquid in the pot was only a tenth of its original volume, Allen finally exhaled, slowly setting down the stirring rod and turning his gaze to the last ingredient on the cutting board.

Within the crystal food container, the initially prepared Circle of Life, the six slender snakes seemed unable to overcome each other, eventually intertwining to form a chain of six interconnected rings.

As Allen placed his hand on the food container, the disturbed Ouroboros snakes raised their heads, hissing and extending their forked tongues, staring intently at the giant Allen.

Click!

The moment the food container opened, the six Ouroboros snakes scattered in six directions, but Allen, prepared, seized them with his hobgoblin palm.

A giant hand formed from condensed divine power directly controlled the six Ouroboros snakes before he tossed them into the boiling, pure white broth.

The six blood-red slender snakes fell into the broth without any panic, instead thriving as if in their element, rolling and tumbling in the viscous liquid.

Their bodies rapidly expanded as they burrowed into the broth, while the pot of broth visibly diminished, until the last drop was consumed by one of the slender snakes.

The six slender snakes, originally only a few inches long, had now swollen to nearly two meters, constantly rolling and writhing in the pot.

Having absorbed a whole pot of broth containing a massive amount of magical ingredients, the six long snakes were now driven by greed from their recent feast, attacking the surrounding snakes once more.

This time, due to the varying amounts of broth absorbed, the strength of the six long snakes differed, and soon there was a first loser, devoured directly in the pot by the other five giant snakes.

Four snakes, three snakes, two snakes…

The scene, which should have been bloody and brutal, now carried a sense of sanctity.

When the last two great snakes had determined the victor, and the winner had completely devoured the loser, what appeared before Allen was a great python exuding the aura of a demigod.

“Hiss ~ ~ ~ ~ ~”

The python roared to the sky, proclaiming its arrival to the world.

At the same time, in the middle of its five-meter-long body, fleshy bumps suddenly appeared and gradually grew, rapidly proliferating at a visible rate.

Within minutes, five relatively small snake heads appeared on its body, a miniature version of the Hydra Allen had killed in the desert.

“Whoosh! ! !”

The revitalized six-headed snake opened its mouths simultaneously, and six streams of magic representing different elements spewed forth, their power only at levels 6-7, but their advantage lay in instantaneous casting, immediately enveloping Allen's exhausted body.

At the same time, the six-headed snake's body swung in the round pot, and with a loud crash, the sturdy iron pot shattered into countless pieces, its body rapidly lunging towards the nearest hobgoblin.

The hobgoblin chef's assistant never expected this to happen, and was so frightened that his legs went weak and his face turned ashen.

Just as he was about to be devoured by the snake's mouth, the great snake's body paused and recoiled, swiftly returning to its original path.

It turned out that one of its snake tails had been firmly grasped by Allen, who was rapidly flying it into the sky.

The six-headed snake struggled incessantly, unable to break free from Allen's powerful hands.

Its six pairs of snake eyes revealed a fierce light, and it simply whipped its tail, wrapping its entire body around Allen.

Six large mouths spewed out sharp teeth, tearing at Allen's body in six different places.

At the same time, Allen's body plunged into the thick clouds, and the magic accumulated in the cloud mass for a long time, facing the sudden intrusion of a foreign entity, immediately emitted a violent thunderous sound.

Countless electric snakes fell from all directions, raining down on Allen.

The Rage skill activated, instantly expanding the muscles of his body, stretching them taut, immediately trapping the six snake heads that had bitten him.

At the same time, the Food God Domain radiated throughout the entire cloud layer, and streams of electric snakes were guided along Allen's body into the six-headed snake's body.

This helped him withstand the immense damage while constantly cleansing the newly formed snake body that was less than a magical hour old.

“Hiss! ! !”

The six-headed snake's body struggled incessantly, and with each lightning strike, its tangible form gradually began to etherealize, but its newly awakened consciousness persisted, restoring it to its original state.

This continued for three days and three nights, and the dense cloud mass in the sky gradually dispersed as the lightning constantly consumed its power.

At the same time, the six-headed snake wrapped around Allen's body shrank to the size of a fist in the endless purification of energy.

However, the energy contained within its body not only did not diminish, but became increasingly refined and pure, and its body transformed from blood-red to a dazzling gold.

The entire city was filled with a tempting and exotic fragrance, mixed with the lingering sweet aroma of food in the city, stirring the purest desires in the hearts of all sentient beings.

Pairs of greedy and bewildered eyes stared intently at the miniature snake emitting golden light in Allen's hand, resembling a small sun, and their bodies involuntarily converged towards the square where Allen was located.

“Halt! ! !”

Allen had anticipated this, and a thunderous sound erupted from his mouth, while the unparalleled aura of a saint suddenly spread, enveloping the entire massive city.

Unable to withstand such pressure and sound waves, the residents went black in the eyes and fainted on the spot.

The remaining half of the high-level peak professionals with strong strength barely regained their sanity in this upheaval, trembling slightly with ashen faces.

Clutching the unconscious miniature six-headed snake, Allen reached behind him into his dimensional storage, and the golden greatsword, Bonesplitter, immediately appeared in front of him.

Then, Allen suddenly descended, and with a simple slashing motion of the greatsword, the solid ice protected by a six-pointed star magic array in the square shattered from the point of impact.

The hobgoblin Albard, frozen within, regained his freedom.

Although the hobgoblin's body was unfrozen, his consciousness was unable to awaken from its slumber for the time being.

Allen planted the greatsword on the stone slab, pinched the hobgoblin's aged cheeks with his right hand, and unhesitatingly stuffed the dish he had painstakingly cooked into the hobgoblin's body.