Green Monster Epic

The ingredients used in the finals were no shortage of legendary level. Most of the contestants in the arena, let alone used them, hadn't even seen them before. Now that they had the rare opportunity to use these precious materials for free to personally cook a dish, which chef wouldn't feel excited and cherish this opportunity!

Fortunately, the members of the God of Cookery Association used divine appraisal techniques to identify the information of various ingredients in advance, saving the chefs the first and most difficult step of exploration. At this moment, as Allen issued the order to start the competition, a group of people rushed madly towards the target they had chosen after a night of deep thought.

Allen quietly watched the thirty outstanding chefs vying for their respective ingredients. After the other chefs had selected their ingredients, he walked to the last remaining dozen or so unique ingredients and took them all.

Countless heads crowded around the competition venue, carefully maintaining calm breaths, for fear of disturbing the chefs who were picking up various ingredients and thinking about how to cook them.

The God of Cookery Domain silently unfolded, and the inherent properties of a peculiar ingredient that looked no different from a stone, as well as the most suitable cooking methods, were directly transformed into streams of information. Under the rapid calculation of Allen's divine consciousness, he already had several ways to match and cook it.

Putting down this gray and hard ingredient, Allen picked up another ingredient that looked like a dry root. He closed his eyes slightly and felt the subtle flow of magic that communicated with nature in the domain. Soon, he gained something again.

Although the ingredients for this competition were basically prepared by the Green Field Tribe, and Allen was considered knowledgeable, there were still several ingredients that he was seeing and cooking for the first time.

The thirty chefs of different ages had already begun to move. Boiling water to soak the ingredients, hammering the meridians... At this moment, under the influence of the God of Cookery Domain, ideas about how to process the ingredients emerged one after another. The movements of their hands in processing the ingredients were even faster and more stable, far exceeding their usual level.

The first chef had already started a fire. The sound of chopping vegetables was incessant. Listening to this pleasant sound, Allen finally made his next move, casually picking up the kitchen knife on the cutting board and slashing at the stone.

Clang!

Sparks flickered, and the solid stone was split into two halves. A stream of clear milky liquid was about to fall to the ground, but it was restrained in the air by an invisible force until it was caught by a large bowl held out by Allen's other hand, without wasting a single drop.

The stone, split into two halves, revealing the crystal-like inner wall, was placed aside on the cutting board. Allen then cleaned the root-like ingredient and immersed the entire root in the bowl of milky liquid. The dry root visibly and rapidly regained its vitality, eventually swelling into a snow-white and plump peeled cassava.

The rich magical aura of the milky liquid gradually dissipated, and even the half-full liquid was used up when the root ingredient swelled, leaving only a few salt-like crystals at the bottom of the bowl.

While processing and soaking the root, Allen was also processing other ingredients. Since he wanted to show off his cooking skills this time, he had to make a splash and convince everyone. Therefore, he initially planned to make at least five different styles of food, and their special effects had to be unique.

Flames rose from the three or four stoves surrounding the Kobold leader, with either a pot of pot stickers or a pot of stew on top. Although he needed to multitask, Allen's movements were still effortless, and every move carried a bit of ease and beauty, as if an artist was painting a masterpiece or a symphony that had been passed down for a long time.

Countless gazes on the city wall, except for a few lucky ones, were basically witnessing Allen, the incarnation of the God of Cookery, cooking in front of them for the first time.

Now, seeing his calm posture, clean and neat yet powerful handling techniques, and the movements of adjusting the various ingredients in the pot and on the grill with ease, everyone couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration and awe from the bottom of their hearts. It did indeed plant the image of the greatest and most outstanding 'God of Cookery' in everyone's minds.

As the ingredients in the pot and on the grill gradually ripened, a tempting and intoxicating aroma slowly drifted around after the ingredients and spices produced wonderful changes and fusion, forming a colorful halo in the sky above Allen's several stoves, and floating towards the sky.

The natural energy and magic within a radius of hundreds of miles began to cheer silently, attracted and flew towards the colorful cloud, and then merged into this originally thin cloud, making it more solid.

Time passed very slowly for the audience in the stands, but for the thirty-one chefs in the arena, it was fleeting. When the competition started, the sun had just risen. By the time the competition entered the middle stage, the sun had already set in the west, and night was about to envelop the earth.

Just as the sun fell below the horizon and the last ray of sunlight disappeared, a dwarf chef's iron pot suddenly exploded, and the dwarf was blown away by the huge shock wave until he crashed into the magic shield that suddenly appeared behind him. The dwarf, who spat out a mouthful of blood and whose hands were bloody, couldn't withstand the blow of cooking failure, closed his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Magical cooking was not without risks. Chefs who failed to cook and suffered magical backlash like the dwarf in front of them were common in this competition. It was just that the ingredients used by the chefs this time had a high magic content, and the dishes they were cooking were of a high level, so such a powerful explosion backlash occurred.

The other chefs were more or less affected. Someone's hand shook when they were tossing the wok, and some ingredients splashed onto the stove. The food in the pot also showed magical ripples, and there seemed to be signs of instability. Fortunately, the chef rescued it in time. Although the crisis was resolved in the end, the chef himself knew that the quality of his cooked dish must have declined as a result.

There were also people who remained stable. After taking a few deep breaths in succession, they focused even more on the food in their hands. Streams of exotic fragrance emanated one after another, merging into the increasingly large and heavy colorful cloud above their heads.

Whoosh~~

Unconsciously, a breeze began to blow in the sky and earth. As time passed, the breeze transformed into a gale, rotating along the periphery of Green Lake City, and eventually there were signs of turning into a violent hurricane.

The sky gradually darkened, and the light of fluorite stones and illumination spells rose from around the competition area, illuminating it like daytime. The surrounding residents were also focused at this time, constantly swallowing saliva, with even a trace of saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths, staring at the magical dishes that were gradually taking shape below the city with blurred and greedy eyes.

Few people realized that a great catastrophe was about to befall Green Lake City.