Lord of the Witches

Doncic resists the “I can do it all” illusion in his head, though that’s partially true, identifying himself as a chef who focuses on cooking. It's just that the ingredients and kitchen utensils he uses for cooking are unbelievable.

Mesoria's true body is no less complicated than the original Flora, who wandered mysteriously all day long, broke into forbidden places or dangerous countries, fought with countless strange and powerful creatures, and devoured each other , which made his body weak and complex.

As for Mesoria, she has devoured a large amount of food over a long period of time. These foods include a large number of creatures and races in the world, and even gods, such as a small piece of flesh from the God of War.

He loves these foods, devours them and allows them to rot in his body, thereby gaining various powers, which is the characteristic of the source of his divinity.

Mesoria, who was in its heyday and intact, possessed countless incredible powers. If it was Him at that time, facing a 'false god' like me, he would be able to suppress it forcibly with just a thought, and even let me take the initiative to cut myself , Cook yourself, turn yourself into a delicacy, and offer it to Him to taste.

It's a pity that in one act of death, He provoked an opponent that could not be confronted, and even his own 'Kingdom of Mesoria' completely collapsed. Mesoria parasitic in the body of a Heheluo monster is equivalent to growing from a mature state. , degenerates, shrinks into a newborn baby.

He needs to suppress the risk of getting out of control at all times, and the power he can use is extremely limited. In order to find a few family believers, he also needs to specially create a God's Tongue dish to trick those extraordinary chefs into eating... If His actions If you make a mistake, such as accidentally eating a dish of added broth, you will lose control and become a divine monster.

In fact, most of the dying gods are like this. The puppet god Polusa was almost killed by a supernova, and Flora was no match for another supernova... It's not the difference in strength, but the impact they received. Too restrictive.

If they are willing to give up on themselves and directly lose control and become monsters, any weak god is enough to cause unimaginable disasters to the Federation and even the Origin Star... At that time, let alone a supernova, there will be ten or dozens of them. It may not be able to eliminate the disaster.”

Well, this example needs to exclude me first. Even when I was a supernova, although I couldn't solve the out-of-control Mesoria, I could at least drag her into the mystery and discard it as garbage.

...

Before Tang Qi revealed his true purpose, he deliberately superimposedly cast the Body Control Curse and Mantra Mantra. With his new understanding of life and soul, he successfully restored Mesoria to a little bit of herself.

Very little, but enough.

After all, no matter how little self-will is, it will immediately control myself not to lose control, and then become my special food.

These ideas seem to transcend time.

While flashing out, it did not affect Tang Qi's movements.

Mesoria, who has been turned into a huge mass of meat, has a lot of weird things on the surface and inside of her body, most of which are fleshy, and there are even many rotten meat that contain divinity.

Tang Qi didn't strip him like he did with Flora.

There is an essential difference between the two.

The minced meat was already a part of Mesoria, after being devoured, chewed, rotten, and fermented by Him... Tang Qi didn't think he could get anything out of it.

His eyes can see everything about Mesoria in an instant. He is like an extraordinary chef whose skill is so high that it can be called an art. The long sword turned into a thorn of truth cuts off a part of Mesoria silently. The body falls.

It was a meat slice, an extremely complex slice of meat.

It is composed of colors such as pink, pitch black, gray spots, and thick yellow. If you look closely, it seems to be a rotten kingdom inside. A large number of minced meat of unknown creatures ferment in it, and the entangled and gathered breaths have an indescribable smell. Confidence pollution.

But at this moment, these pollutions are shielded by a layer of dreamy light.

Plop!

The meat slices of Mesoria shrunk down to normal size in a way that was incomprehensible to ordinary transcendents, and fell into a crock with graffiti. The picture on it was a group of primitive people sharing broth around a bonfire.

The crock was suspended in the air, and the flames were rising from the bottom. The water used to cook the soup inside was not clean, more like black milk, no doubt it came from Mesoria herself.

If you don't look at this grotesque and terrifying picture and just complain about his cooking techniques, Tang Qi does have the demeanor of an extraordinary food artist, paying attention to using the simplest cooking techniques without adding extra ingredients.

The first knife fell, and the meat fell into the crock.

Tang Qi did not continue, but observed carefully.

Half a second later, she seemed to have fully understood Mesoria's state.

I used the 'Sword of Truth' to cut him, to a certain extent, to help him reduce the burden. As long as he still maintains his own will, the characteristic power will not erupt. Boiling his body through his milk is equivalent to disintegrating that explosive reaction.

It's as I expected, so... I won't be polite.

Another thought flashed, Tang Qi leaned down, blinked at the scarlet eyes, and then laughed in a low voice.

Mesoria didn't have much self-will left, even though she felt a bit of relief because a piece of flesh had just been cut off, her reaction was still a bit sluggish.

He tried his best to strengthen his control, and planned to think of ways to get out of trouble.

At this moment, he has realized that what is aimed at him is not a human transcendent at all, but another god, a god that he has never seen or eaten before. He instinctively has an appetite for Tang Qi, but the desire to survive just strong.

But before he could achieve something, all of his eyeballs suddenly stopped moving as if seeing an unimaginable and terrifying scene.

In front of His eyes, divine tentacles appeared, and each tentacle was wrapped with a special kitchen knife. From the hourglass, scales, gems, griffins, babies, etc. that emerged from the kitchen knife, it can be seen that they are all transformed from the thorns of truth.

Mesoria had a slow mind and realized what was about to happen.

However, he was powerless to stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as a large number of tentacles swung kitchen knives and chopped them down.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The scene that should only appear in food cartoons happened in this food house.

In the dazzling light of the knife, the pieces of meat fell down and fell into the boiling broth.

Mesoria's real body is huge, but it can't withstand this cutting speed.

The strange thing is that the seemingly ordinary earthen pot has been able to hold the falling pieces of god meat, and can also boil them.

However, if someone can observe carefully, they will be surprised that the aura emanating from the primitive crock is faintly compatible with Tang Qi who has entered the deified state at this moment, just like a dreamlike creature like Amanda in the fantasy kingdom.

Or in the town of Deborah, the experimental tower.

Soon, only the last piece of Mesoria was cut.

Seeing those tentacles about to wave again, an extremely intense black light erupted from the meat slice.

Mesoria, which had shrunk many times, appeared, scratching desperately with a pair of fat, rotten claws, and soon scratched a crack, which she wanted to crawl into and escape.

When fleeing, His black tongue was still tightly wrapped around a piece of rotten flesh, and the terrifying divine power emanated from it, faintly condensing into a symbol like a scarlet skull.

Thanks to Tang Qi's help, he lost almost 90% of his divinity, soul, and knowledge, which had all become part of the broth.

But also because of this, He has completely recovered himself, and is trying to escape with the last strength.

When he pulled the cracks, in the food room, a series of crazy figures also rushed towards Tang Qi, those contestants and judges who couldn't help themselves.

Tang Qi didn't care, and looked directly at the flesh and blood that Mesoria was unwilling to give up until she died. When he touched the skull symbol, he felt a sharp pain from his soul to his body, and he was about to fall into a trance. An extremely terrifying battlefield.

Soon, he woke up, stunned for a moment, a little bit dumbfounded: The flesh and blood of Vesta, the god of torture and war?

From the looks of it, Mesoria is really a persistent foodie.

Since that's the case, don't you want to taste the unique, infinitely delicious...mysterious broth with all flavors that you cook yourself?

In the last sentence, Tang Qi cast the mantra as usual.

When he uttered that last word, in an instant, in the room of food, a fragrance that even a god would give birth to appetite, filled the air madly.

Those pounced contestants and judges landed on the ground with a boom, boom, boom, and they vomited at the same time, a piece of black tongue appeared, turned into a black line and broke away, rushing frantically into the earthen jar.

Mesoria, who was clawing at the crack, had already escaped halfway.

The fat buttocks twisted crazily, and then stepped back. The crimson eyes were almost instantly attracted by the earthen pot. He stared intently at the boiling, mysteriously rich and steaming hot broth inside.

His eyeballs were full of helplessness, struggle and unconcealable longing.

He involuntarily walked towards the earthen jar step by step, and there was no sign of losing control during the process, even though he knew very well that once he entered the earthen jar, his fate would no longer be controlled by himself, but by the strange, A divine ruler covered in tentacles.

Tang Qi could even hear the cry in his heart when he walked over: I can't lose control, I can't lose control, I must taste this broth, the broth cooked by myself, it will be the most delicious existence in this world.

one second!

two seconds!

In the third second, Mesoria's figure submerged into the hot air in the crock.

Tang Qi's eyes penetrated the rich colors and rich aromas, and saw Mesoria, which had shrunk many times, was like a little fish swimming in the broth, with its mouth wide open, and its black tongue wrapped around and swallowed the meat wantonly. Tang, unaware that the last bit of his body was melting.

Slap!

A divine tentacle curled the lid of an earthen jar extremely deftly, and after Mesoria completely melted, the lid came off.

The flame under the earthen jar spread with a whimper, instantly enveloping the entire earthen jar, forming some kind of powerful seal, isolating the terrifying rich aroma.

Below, some of the contestants and judges who had recovered from the pollution watched the scene in astonishment.

it's over?

Among the professions of extraordinary chefs, Mesoria, who has a terrifying reputation and is the sworn enemy of the god Tatalia they believe in, was actually contained in this way... Or, He has completely fallen and become A crock pot of broth?

ps: Is there any update? Fat Fish: Yes. So is there a guaranteed monthly pass? Big guys.