Green Monster Epic

The enormous dragon was even faster than when it had arrived. In another head-on collision with Allen, it was sent flying back into the sky again, roaring unwillingly, "Damn you, Allen! When you need my help, you sweet-talk me, but when you don't, you treat me like a punching bag!"

However, beneath its embarrassed expression, its eyes were fixed on a delicate delicacy behind Allen, wreathed in formless flames. Clearly, its actions were driven by greed.

Those who were even more shocked were the people on the sky and city walls, especially considering the tiny Goblin Chieftain Allen, who stood motionless and protected several delicacies behind him, in contrast to the massive dragon.

The dragon's heroic figure, single-handedly carrying a small mountain earlier, still left a deep impression on everyone. But now, with a single strike from Allen, it was sent flying back hundreds of meters. Didn't this mean that the dragon's strength was far inferior to Allen's?

Legendary and above powerhouses naturally wouldn't judge a person's strength based on differences in size or physique. They were already awed by Allen's almost miraculous actions in the sky earlier, and they revered his unimaginable strength.

However, the goblins and tourists on the ground didn't have the corresponding insight and strength. Although they were shocked by Allen's methods and were deeply impressed, they felt that those actions were only mysterious and wonderful, and didn't truly demonstrate Allen's power.

It wasn't until this moment, when Allen casually sent the majestic dragon packing with a single strike, that everyone truly felt the power of this Goblin Saint.

"Hmph!"

Allen rarely cast an icy gaze at Figglas, warning the dragon that its behavior had crossed the line.

"Your current behavior has crossed the line, Figglas!"

Allen faintly focused his voice energy into a line, sending it directly into Figglas's ears. The cold tone finally made the desire-driven dragon feel embarrassed, and it was really too embarrassed to refute.

The dish filled with pure fire elements aroused a strong sense of covetousness and greed in the dragon's bloodline, which directly triggered its instinctive desire to snatch it.

If it could enjoy this delicacy, Figglas intuitively felt that it could help it increase its chances of surviving the next shedding of scales, while also greatly improving its strength and physique.

Although it felt somewhat embarrassed by Allen's obstruction, which made it lose face, now that this Goblin had revealed this dish, even if it couldn't get this dish this time, it would have a goal for the next time the Goblin needed its help!

As long as it maintained a close relationship with this Goblin, Figglas wouldn't worry about the other party not helping it cook a similar delicacy in the future.

"Sorry!"

Having figured this out, the dragon quickly adjusted its mood and bowed its head sincerely to apologize to Allen, "Look at my impulsive and bad temper. I couldn't control my desires for a moment."

Seeing this, Allen withdrew his gaze. There weren't many people who could make a dragon apologize so sincerely. Although dragons looked down on the elves in the north, pride was also ingrained in their bloodline, and they would hardly lower their noble heads to other races.

Whoosh!!

Allen directly put away three of the six different dishes, one of which was the dish that Figglas coveted.

Originally, according to Allen's plan, he was going to give each of the top five winners of this cooking competition a different dish. And through his observation of the competition in the past few days, he had basically determined which of the chefs were the most outstanding. Therefore, when making the dishes, he had specially tailored them to the talents of the winners he had selected.

But in the end, Allen had a whim to cook with natural magic, and after he finally succeeded, the value of these dishes was simply not something that those few winning chefs could enjoy.

At this time, through the appraisal of these dishes by the God of Cookery's domain, their characteristics could be said to be a transformation for the eaters. If used properly, they could even directly create several legendary powerhouses.

Finally, after quickly weighing the options in his mind, Allen took away three dishes and left half of them as rewards for this competition.

Although he was a little reluctant, the value of the cooking competition itself was very important to Allen. At the same time, he also needed to use dishes that could be called miracles to establish and solidify his reputation and confirm his identity as the 'God of Cookery.' This was also his original intention for cooking himself this time.

"Alright, the magic dishes made by the children are probably going to get cold. Everyone, please come over and make your evaluations quickly, and then award them the prizes!"

As Allen spoke, he waved his hand, and the three dishes were placed into the temperature-controlled and magic-sealed ice jade boxes without anyone moving them.

...

The sun had already risen in the sky. Under the morning sun, the group of food critics who had stayed up all night and been frightened all night could finally walk onto the competition venue. The stoves in the venue had been removed, leaving only a few rows of tables, filled with dozens of dishes, with a chef in a beige chef's apron standing behind each dish.

Figglas's figure was also mixed in, but compared to the eagerness of the past few days, the dragon's incarnation was now exceptionally quiet, and its eyes were a little erratic, obviously still unable to recover from the previous incident.

However, this evaluation took a lot of time. After tasting each dish, each judge not only had to feel the rich flavors of the dish, but also had to sense the changes in their own body to understand the strength and value of the characteristics contained in the dish.

There were also a few small episodes. After several food critics who were judges tasted several dishes, their auras suddenly surged. They actually broke through their own strength bottlenecks in the process of tasting the food because of the characteristics of the magic dishes, which really made many people envious.

Perhaps these gluttonous guests who were selected as judges didn't even think that they were just here to find food, but they didn't expect to have such a great opportunity to eat and drink and improve their strength.

Although everyone didn't eat much of each dish when tasting the food, so the dishes couldn't exert their strongest effect, these two hundred judges still benefited a lot from accumulating little by little.

It wasn't until noon that the nearly two hundred judges finally finished tasting the twenty-odd dishes. Each of them held their recorded notes and gathered together, and began to score each dish based on their own judgment.

After all the scores of the dishes were finally gathered and the total scores were added, the twelve dishes with the highest scores were finally evaluated. A group of judges would gather together again and re-examine and discuss the complete attributes of the twelve dishes that Green Lake Town didn't know how to identify, and finally eliminate two chefs and re-rank the remaining ten.

In this process, there will inevitably be omissions and unfairness. After all, this is the first time that such a professional competition has been held. The rules formulated by the Green Field Scholars must not be perfect. After they have this experience, the next evaluation will be more fair and just.