[Comprehensive Yingmei] Nine Realms God of Cookery

"Dormammu?" Chris was not surprised by the appearance of this name.

Long before the ancient one built the temple, Dormammu had been spying on the earth. As the strongest archmage of the Celts, the ancient one, in order to fight against Dormammu, even changed his name to "Merlin" and supported A kingdom that cultivated several holy swordsmen to contend with Dormammu.

No wonder Gu Yi has no time to come over to deal with Negal now. Even a little bit of breath is more important than a mere big demon when it comes to Domamu.

However, in Chris's image, there should be nothing too important on Gu Yi's side, and he hasn't even asked Asgard for help.It shows that this incident is not too serious, and Gu Yi can handle it by himself.Speaking of which, in this universe, Gu Yi's "work pressure" is much easier. After all, besides her, the earth also has Dr. Destiny who is the lord of order and other magical guardians.

"I see, I probably understand, I didn't expect Gu Yi to be so slack that even a character like you dared to show up in New York." Chris' expression turned cold after he had achieved his goal, "But a deal is a deal, Charles, let it go Him."

Charles nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the powerful thoughts dissipated virtually.

"Hehe, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to hell first." Feeling that the pressure on his body was relieved, Negal didn't dare to do anything else, he just wanted to quickly retreat to the gate of hell, and leave the revenge for later, "Wan People, I... um, damn it! You broke your promise!"

"I didn't break my promise." Chris was not afraid of being bitten, and patted Negal on the head. "The deal just made Charles let you go, but now, this is my strength."

"Huh, stupid mortals," Negal roared angrily, feeling the stronger confinement than before, "Even if you can kill me, you can't prevent me from returning to hell! No matter 100 years, 1000 years, you will eventually meet Come to the devil for revenge!"

"Hey, I still can't see the situation clearly, and it's hard for you to live in hell for so long." Chris was not angered, this kind of idiot, it's not worth his anger, "Speaking of it, demons are basically Art class? Well, according to the rules of restraint, it’s safer to switch to cavalry class, Fenrir.”

As Chris called out, a stream of light flashed, and a silver-white giant wolf appeared under Chris in an instant. Chris sat sideways on Fenrir's back: "The second coming of the spirit base is a great success!"

"Swallow, devour the demonic wolf!" Negal's face changed from anger to panic in an instant, "You, you are god, food, god..."

"To be honest, I'm just wearing a mask. People who haven't seen me may still be deceived. A demon from hell can even mistake the true god for a mortal. How did you survive until now?" Now that his identity has been identified, Chris simply took off his mask. Anyway, there is no one else in the air except Charles. "It really makes me a little sad that I have to rely on Fenrir to recognize me."

It's no wonder that Negal was so terrified. A big demon like him had his soul bound to hell, and it was almost impossible for mortals to truly destroy them.Only very powerful mages, or other mysterious powerhouses, can sever this connection.

And the true god—not the kind of debilitated evil god who is enshrined by a few small tribes and seeks blood sacrifices—is almost one of the top existences on the mysterious side in the entire universe!

What's more, it's still Chris, a top true god who holds authority in a powerful god system!

But it stands to reason that Asgard has not interfered with the earth for thousands of years, and it is normal for the demons in hell to not remember what the gods of Asgard look like.But Chris is different. Demons, which are like disasters in the eyes of ordinary people, are to Chris... they are all treasures!

From the orthodox high-level demons with bat wings, to the grotesque mutant demons, down to the most common hell bone dogs, in Chris' opinion, they can all produce extremely high-quality ingredients!

For example, the hell bat soup that Logan once drank. Chris took this dish as inspiration, replaced the demonized bat wings in the main material with demon wings, and matched all the ingredients produced in hell to develop the recipe "Devil's Wings". "Blood" has a level of 42!

For the past 3000 years, under the instruction of Chris, Asgard has always had a team hunting food for him in hell, and even Chris himself often went to fight the autumn wind.Anyway, with the physique of an Asgardian, it is almost impossible to be affected by the corruption of hell.

It stands to reason that for demons, Chris is the real "devil".Negal didn't know himself, and Chris was a little hard to understand.

Negal cursed in his heart, there is almost no difference between Asgardians and Earthlings in terms of appearance.How could he have thought that among a group of mortals, there was a true god?In terms of energy control, Chris can be said to be at the top of the entire Asgard, even Odin is not as good as him.If the God of Cookery doesn't want to reveal his identity, the aura he exudes can be no different from that of ordinary people.

Negal was completely dead at the thought of running away, and only hoped that the God of Cookery would not kill them all.Shouldn't it?I heard that this guy still pays attention to sustainable development, and he won't kill when hunting parts that can regenerate...

A true god like Chris, as long as he is not in the opponent's home court, even if he is facing an existence like Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, or an existence like Sangong, he can still fight.It is really impossible for a big demon to escape by its own strength.

After Chris unleashed his divine power, Negal instantly regained his composure and quickly retracted even his tentacles.The stimulation brought by the violent friction made Konstantin retch, spit out white porridge, and collapsed on the ground. Only Chas ran over to help him.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard is the instinct of the demons. As long as they do not fall into a state of frenzy, the matter of "knowing the current affairs" is also engraved in the bones of the demons.

"Finally honest now?" Chris pinched Negal's bat wings, swept his tail with his spiritual sense, and nodded in satisfaction.Then, like checking livestock, he pinched Negal's chin and forced him to open his mouth, "Tsk, the taste is really bad."

A stench made Chris frown. This demon has eaten many people.

Regarding the matter of cannibalism, Chris didn't have much resistance in his heart.In a sense, the universe is so big that it would be biased to evaluate the recipes of other races with any kind of morality.There are also demons among Chris's customers, and he also treats other demons as ingredients.

It's just that all the devils who are qualified to be Chris' customers can be called "gourmets".Even if they cannibalize people, they will not do something as prestigious as chewing mortals raw.

Like Negal, he just opens his mouth and is not picky about food.From Chris' point of view, the meat quality of ordinary human beings is too poor, and the energy density is not even as high as that of beef.In other words, human flesh is not a high-quality food material. Only low-level demons will use human flesh and blood to satisfy their appetites, and to get some kind of pleasure influenced by religious significance from chaotic thinking.For high-level demons, human flesh is not very tasty, and the only thing they can eat is the soul of a human being as an intelligent creature.

"Bad taste, no aesthetics, no ability to appreciate delicious food, and being confused by the past, even the only wisdom of high-level demons is easily thrown away, and a good appearance like a devil is blinded in vain. After carefully inspecting Negal, Chris gave a very dissatisfied evaluation, "Fortunately, as an ingredient, the quality is not bad, let me see where to start..."

"No, no! Please, please..." Negal wailed, he felt an extremely powerful divine power oppressing his soul, cutting off his connection with hell! "I curse you, I curse you to be taken to heaven by the Holy Light..."

If it weren't for Charles' mental barrier, the howling from the abyss would be enough to drive most of the guests insane.

"mute"

Chris said something impatiently, and immediately blocked all of Negal's voices.

Afterwards, in Negal's despairing eyes that gradually lost their light, Chris reached out and groped on his bare chest for a while.The action looks...well, not elegant.

Unlike many people's images, the devil's skin is usually not dirty.Chris has seen angels, they are indeed so holy that they are spotless.But demons are similar, especially high-level demons like Negal, with flames burning under their skin, and the skin of demons is pure evil—so evil that dust cannot get close.

Therefore, the touch of a high-level demon is quite good, no matter how you look at it.

"This is it, Fenrir, come on, be careful not to get too dirty." Chris finally found a place on the top of Negal's chest, close to the throat, and drew a golden line with his fingers.

The heart, generally speaking, is the vital point of most demons.Unlike ordinary people, a high-level demon may hide his heart anywhere on his body, and even open up a different space in his body to protect his important heart.

As a great demon who is already good at space magic, Negal's hiding method is not unreasonable, but how can he hide it from the God of Cookery who has cooked so many demonic ingredients?

The one who knows the best about a body is never the so-called killer, but the doctor, the chef himself!

Not only was Chris able to find Negal's heart, but he could also actively force the entire soul of the demon into the heart and seal it with divine power. Of course, he also had the ability to take out the heart.It's just that I don't want to get my hands dirty.

After all, this is not a kitchen, but a party, and Chris wants to play again.

After hearing this, Fenrir stretched out his paw without hesitation, and stroked lightly on the golden line marked by Chris.

The strongest part of the Devouring Demon Wolf is its teeth. As for the claws, they don't have much reputation.However, Fenrir has been with Chris for thousands of years, and he has eaten countless delicacies and rare treasures. His claws have long been much stronger than the teeth of ordinary devouring demon wolves—although the entire universe estimates It was just a devouring demon wolf.

The sharp wolf claws easily pierced the skin of the high-ranking great demon, and pulled out a huge purple heart, which was in perfect condition without any injury.

For thousands of years, when Chris was bored, he would teach Fenrir to handle some ingredients, so that this stupid wolf would only know how to eat.Not to mention letting it learn cooking, but Fenrir's performance of these basic "hard work" is not even worse than that of Loki, who has learned it for a while.

"That's right, this demon still has a heart," Chris nodded with satisfaction, "I'll just say, where are there so many heartless demons, cover books, flying dragons without teeth and scales, and skeleton soldiers without bones..."

The author has something to say: An excellent demon should be able to take out a demon heart 100% of the time!In the same way, every flying dragon should have dragon scales and dragon teeth!