Ultra-dimensional Star Master

The middle-aged man with a beard has a long mouth and is a ruthless person. This time he chose the little fat man to join the team because he had seen that card and he knew how powerful the power behind Yue Ban was.

But the battle on their side is very funny.

Just when it was time to stand up and ask for the card, the little fat man was already murderous. That card is his reverse scale. He has been kneeling and licking it for so many years. If he is told to stand up straight and not lie down, it will simply kill him.

However, he didn't have a chance to take action, so he fell down.

A pan was placed on his head, and the handle of the pan was in the hand of a middle-aged bearded man.

The whole world is clear. The world with only "me" and "the enemy" is the easiest and fastest, just do it.

Ivey did the same.

To poison a person, don't use too complicated a poison. In the same way, to kill a person, a brick is often enough. Of course, a pan will also work, as long as it has the characteristics of a chef.

However, this product has been used by others first. Ivey is still very aware of "authenticity" and pays attention to the protection of intellectual property rights.

So he chose his most commonly used "chicken flying egg beat".

Just in time to meet the little fat man's disdainful mask.

It was an exquisite black gold mask, with noble texture and thick texture.

It's a pity that it covers the little fat man's face, which is round and black, just like another pan.

This pot just happened to block Ivey's four-shot chicken-flying egg.

Dang dang dang.

Ivey suddenly thought nonsensically:

Dangdangdangdangdangdang, it’s only you...

Okay, let’s get involved.

But the little fat man's sunset warrior outfit really ruined the classics and ruined his childhood.

However, this defensive power may be due to the money spent, and it took a few hits, and it seemed to be no problem at all.

Magic tools are money, and money is also a part of strength.

A grin appeared on the corner of the little fat man's mouth. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

It has been planned for a long time, even from the beginning to the end, even how to fight internally, how to provoke teammates, how to guide Ivey, and now it has provoked the other party to take action first. As a passive defensive party, I will not attract that adult. Too many accusations.

At the beginning of the battle, through the temptation of my companions, especially the psychological analysis of Ivey, I made him think that he could kill me easily, wasting an attack round, and I was the one who really took the lead, just because of the two-dimensional magic preparation. It’s been longer than one-dimensional magic, so I put this bad reputation on the other person, hahahaha, I’m really a genius.

The moment Ivey's magic attack hit, the little fat man's was also ready.

It is the kind of magic that is so powerful that it will kill the enemy, locking the enemy with no way to escape. From this, it can be seen that this was a trap from the beginning.

The poor two teammates were also kept in the dark. They were all acting in their true colors, and their acting skills... were simply real. How could they not be real?

"Plant magic: whole grains. In this world: people depend on food."

This is the natal magic of the little fat man. He was born in a family of chefs. He has a genius talent and the support of huge resources. He has become a high-level star mage, but he still loves cooking. This is the hot and sour soup condensed in his blood. There is no way to refuse.

Ivey immediately felt bad.

This is another magic that cannot be hidden because it works on the inside of the enemy's body.

It seemed like countless seedlings grew out of it, sprouted, took root, grew, blossomed and bore fruit. He experienced the entire process of plant life.

At this time, if you dig out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, you will find that they are no longer flesh and blood.

That's food.

Grain is a national treasure, and food is the top priority for the people. The true meaning of this law lies in the food chain of life. Plants and staple foods are at the lower end of the food chain, but they determine the life and death of all living things at the top of the food chain.

As far as the little fat man could see, all enemies unconditionally obeyed the laws of this other world. They were mandatory, unable to resist, and had nowhere to hide.

Rice, millet, millet, wheat, bean sprouts...each holds one person's important weapon.

Ivey's pain at this time is indescribable to outsiders.

The pan was removed from the little fat man's face. He was so excited that he wiped his hands on the greasy apron on his belly and even put down the shovel he was holding at an angle.

Yue Ban likes kitchen utensils because of his identity as a chef. This is only a superficial reason. The real reason is that he can sneak up on others and win without attracting attention.

There are not a hundred powerful enemies that have been killed like this, but there are several.

Since he is a Yin person, he must do it in private, behind his back, and in public. He does not rely on kitchen utensils, but uses psychological warfare and skilled spell-casting skills, especially the killer mage-like Blood Succession Limit.

At this moment, Ivey seemed to have fallen into a kaleidoscope-like fantasy world.

The taste of all food is automatically generated in the body. Grains and grains complement each other and can be changed by the heart. It seems that the little fat man can't wait for more condiments to come in. Why is this guy not already there, so he adds more condiments privately.

Ivey did not die immediately. He also wanted to experience more of the "happiness" feeling of turning himself into food.

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What about cooking to cook yourself?

No one else has tasted that wonderful taste, or those who have tasted it have died.

They may be afraid of death, but Ivy is not. It's great if something like this happens to a chef.

Especially, he won't die.

The little fat man strongly disagreed with this understanding, and a very unhealthy negative emotion arose in his heart, which we usually call: unhappy.

"I'm unhappy! Please die quickly!"

The equipment all over his body was on fire, and the temperature was rising steadily.

"Is this guy overclocked?"

Ivey couldn't help but complain.

"Stop it, I can smell the fumes."

The little fat man stopped. He was very persuasive. He calmed down from the emotions burning with jealousy and anger, and a cold sweat broke out in his heart.

Oops, I was swayed by my emotions and forgot to follow that adult's order. I will die, I will die...

"He will die, he will die..." His eyes were a little straight, and there were some signs of madness in his muttering.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

"No, I'm going to die, so I can't let you live."

"Really? So sure."

The little fat man looked at the straight eyes of the middle-aged bearded man and the shocked faces of the people eating melons around him, and turned around suddenly.

Ivey was sitting on the chair behind him, with his legs stretched out and now paralyzed by Ge You.

And the Ivey in front of him died with a cry.

But it turned out to be a dog.

This dog often wanders nearby and likes to eat the food cooked by the chef here. Now, it can finally die in its happiest moment...