The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 310: Accommodating the divinity of the God of Food!
As he spoke, the old naughty boy glared at Attilan with disgust.

"If you have raised the Druid level to above level 18, you can use the methods that your master and I left in the statue."

"Now you can only use the power of faith to attach and sublimate these condiments, instead of directly using the power of faith to create divine condiments. It's all because you don't work hard enough!"

Attilan smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Master, I'm working hard. I have a life level of 14 and a level 12 druid. Is it stronger than many legendary druids?"

Attilan's eyes unconsciously fell on the old naughty boy.

The old naughty boy rubbed his hands, and five crystal clear beads flew out from the necklace around his neck.

"How about me? How about we try our hand at it and see if I, the newly promoted legendary druid, am a match for your great dragon king?"

Attilan waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, no, I am no match for you, Master."

"It is indeed the power of faith. Once you stick it on, it immediately becomes high-end and energetic."

The old naughty boy smiled faintly, but he looked so cruel.

He did stay at level 20 for three hundred years, but that doesn't mean he didn't work hard during these three hundred years.

Attilan had already anticipated the price he would pay for this ritual.

The old naughty boy is very greedy, but with his talent he is qualified to be so greedy.

Pointing to the position in front of him.

I don't understand that all the gifts of fate have been secretly marked with a price.

Attilan knew very well that virtue was not worthy of its place.

"What do you want to do?!"

"Come here and use the secret technique of life you developed to turn the dragon's body into the appearance of the God of Food, and try to increase your resonance as much as possible."

Attilan pouted. Although Aodai Qisi was almost a hundred years old, she was too well protected by her father and her thoughts were still too immature.

Attilan couldn't help but sigh:

He was also sure that the old naughty boy's mental problem had been cured and he would not have convulsions like before and randomly open his elemental dragon veins.

The old naughty boy took out various materials and looked at Attilan indifferently.

The old naughty boy frowned and built the magic circle needed for the ceremony.

Now he only wants the true body of the five elements united into one.

Attilan subconsciously took two steps back, but his body honestly transformed in detail according to the old naughty boy's needs.

Moreover, the old naughty boy has been trying to build a stable multi-element form transformation.

Attilan felt a chill in his vest.

The old naughty boy is not the type who is trapped by the legendary barrier and waits until the end of his life to break through with difficulty.

Attilan also had some idea of ​​the old naughty boy's current strength. As soon as this old guy broke through the legendary barrier, his level skyrocketed to level 28.

"Deepen your connection with the God of Food, and turn the fictional god into a real and unique one. After this ceremony, you will truly be a demigod in charge of food."

For example, the Eagle King has not been able to master the wind and thunder giant eagle transformation until now. The old naughty boy can easily do it without the assistance of flesh and blood.

The old naughty boy is still too naive and wants too many elements, otherwise his elemental transformation would have been successful long ago.

The three elements of wind, thunder and water are formed into a stable giant spirit form.

"It might hurt a little, please bear with it a little bit."

That's a demigod!
Attilan once thought that he would have to struggle for hundreds of years to reach this state.

The old naughty boy said that his Druid level was not high enough to meet the requirements of connecting with the God of Food.

The old naughty boy clapped his hands and put everything away.

The better the belief in the God of Food is established, the greater the trouble for Attilan.

Previously, because he was stuck at level 20 and he still had old injuries that couldn't be cured, his basic physique was not up to standard and he was unable to carry the huge elemental power and form a stable multi-element giant spirit form.

The condiments the old naughty boy took out turned golden after absorbing the power of faith.

Attilan unconsciously tightened his palms, knowing that the old naughty boy couldn't trick him.

Now he has to be forcibly linked to his belief in the God of Food.

Seeing Attilan's cowering appearance, Odainis couldn't help but retaliate against him.

As a result, the old naughty boy tried to reverse the situation, and Attilan naturally felt guilty.

"Can you wait until next time?"

"This is a belief that belongs to you. You can establish a connection immediately. What are you afraid of? How many people want such a good thing but haven't had the chance."

Of course, after suffering a heavy blow, the old naughty boy also put aside his former impetuousness and became calm.

"Are you happy?"

What the old naughty boy wants is at least five, or even seven elements involved in the secret technique he masters, to build the most perfect elemental body possible.

"Don't underestimate yourself, and don't underestimate demigods too much. If they are those who have improved their realm to demigods step by step through practice, they are naturally very powerful."

"But there are also some demigods who are born as descendants of divine creatures. Later they acquire the power of faith from some intelligent beings to enhance their divinity and become demigods."

"This kind of demigod is not that strong. He will even be killed by some powerful adventurers because he is not familiar with his own power."

Attilan's mouth twitched.

"You mean, this is the kind of demigod I was promoted to?"

The old naughty boy shook his head.

"You are even weaker than them. Your divinity comes entirely from people's belief in the God of Food. This belief has been purified and purified by the Druid's natural rune array."

"There are still too many impurities, so you might run into some trouble."

Attilan asked tentatively:
"for example?"

"For example, the divinity of the God of Food that we are about to separate has already formed a vague consciousness from the minds and thoughts of believers in the power of faith."

"You need to defeat this consciousness in order to absorb divinity! If you fail, the God of Food will be born in your dragon body."

"Then...is this divinity difficult to defeat? And how should it be defeated?"

The old naughty boy ignored him and was busy arranging the ceremony.

Seeing the old naughty boy's sudden coldness, Attilan could only think for himself.

Aodai Qisi suddenly felt worried.

"How about we wait a little longer and I go back and ask my father if there is any way to safely absorb divinity?"

The old naughty boy shook his head.

"I've already asked, but Attilan's situation is quite special. Strictly speaking, the power of faith is indeed pointed at him."

"But who made him fail to make a clear reference when promoting his belief in the God of Food? The statue of the God of Food, which was originally a good thing, has also become an obstacle."

Otherwise, this ray of divinity should be conceived directly in Attilan's body.

Of course, the greater possibility is that Attilan was transformed by the power of faith and became the god of food in people's minds.

As for Attilan, it definitely no longer exists.

Faith is powerful. It does not mean that only gods with divinity can be believed in. It means that gods can use their divinity to avoid the side effects of the power of faith.

Of course, powerful beings such as the Lord of Hell and the Lord of the Abyss, even without godhead, can eliminate the side effects of the power of faith.

"Rushly spreading the belief in the God of Food will lead to the birth of divinity in the statue. If the divinity is not separated, the statue will be activated and become the real God of Food."

"Of course, the newly born god of food is weak and can be killed, but this ray of food divinity will definitely cause waste."

"Now divided, you can absorb all the divinity, and this statue transformed by the power of faith will steadily provide you with the divinity of food."

"Remember to control it later. The belief in the God of Food can no longer be spread."

Forget it, the old naughty boy doesn't want to persuade him anymore. After Attilan has absorbed the divinity, he will naturally know the importance.

"let's start."

Attilan, who had a dragon's head and body, stood in front of the statue, staring at the statue's face with piercing eyes. He observed carefully and found that the statue was indeed somewhat different from before.

It seemed much more alive than the last time I came in, as if it would come back to life soon.

Following the old naughty boy's movements, a thin golden-red thread was pulled out from the statue with difficulty.

Halfway through, the divinity still wanted to return to the body of the statue.

The old naughty boy quickly shouted:
"Quickly, call on this divinity!"

Attilan asked anxiously:

"Why are you calling?"

The old naughty boy blushed.

"You are the god of food, you should know it! Hurry up!"

Attilan was so anxious that he was spinning in circles.

Suddenly he had an idea!
"Aodai Qisi, take out all the food you brought!"

"Oh!"

Aodai Qisi hurriedly took out various snacks and handed them to Attilan.

Attilan didn't even look at it, just stuffed it into his mouth and started eating.

"Apple pie, honey bread...banana cake, and why is there a charcoal-grilled silver-scaled snake fish?"

Aodai Qisi smiled awkwardly:

"It's because I haven't eaten enough and I'm curious about what you want to do, so I brought this fish with me."

Attilan tore off a piece and stuffed it into Aodaiqisi's mouth.

"The rest is all mine."

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was stuffed into Aodai Qisi's mouth, the divinity that had been in a stalemate suddenly flew out of the statue and penetrated into Attilan's body.

Attilan's face instantly turned red, and the intense pain made Attilan, a tough guy like him, roll around on the spot.

The old naughty boy could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The first step of the ceremony is completed, and the next step is the most critical step. "Use your dragon body to absorb divinity, let divinity pass through every corner of your body, and use the power of divinity to transform your dragon body."

"You have to take control! This is the price of being a demigod!!"

Attilan gritted his teeth and climbed up, sitting cross-legged on the ground and trying to control the divinity in his body.

This gourmet divinity is indeed very adaptable to him.

He felt the joy of many believers, buying at low prices, and even cooking delicious food after getting free gifts, the kind of heartfelt praise to the god of food when enjoying food.

No wonder his divinity suddenly emerged after he shared the grilled silver-scaled snake fish with Aodai Qisi.

It turns out that in everyone's mind, the God of Food is a kind god who is willing to share food and enjoy the joy that everyone feels when they taste food.

Attilan is very curious, what exactly do those sales people promote?
Could it be the trick he taught me? Family members, is this the lowest price I can get for you?

But the process of absorbing the divinity of food is really uncomfortable.

Attilan has experienced the pain of tempering his body over and over again.

But when he used the dragon ball to move around his body, the tempering pain was like a ten centimeter long, red-hot steel needle piercing his body.

But the divinity of food is like a one-meter-long mace, burned until it is about to melt, and then suddenly thrust in.

The spikes of the mace can also bite.

The divine power of food was so strong that Attilan's dragon scales, which had been tempered to the limit, were blown to pieces.

Attilan's face was twisted, and he was still in the mood to joke with the old naughty boy.

"Is this what you call a little pain?"

The old naughty boy looked at him in surprise.

"Why are you still in the mood to joke with me? Didn't the spiritual power contained in divinity make you fall into an illusion?"

Attilan gritted his teeth and asked:
"Are you talking about the scenes of people worshiping the God of Food? Yes, there are, but there is no such illusion as you mentioned."

The old naughty boy couldn't help laughing.

"You're so lucky, just have some fun. It won't hurt much if you fall into the illusion, but once you are eroded by the illusion, Attilan will be gone."

"I didn't expect you to have such a high degree of compatibility with the divinity of food. It seems that you are indeed a born god of food."

Attilan winced in pain.

"We didn't agree that we were just here to deal with the surge in belief in the God of Food. Why did you suddenly ask me to absorb divinity?"

Attilan didn't mean to talk so much, it was too painful, and he had to find a way to divert his attention.

"Stop talking and concentrate on controlling divinity to transform your dragon body. When the dragon body takes on divinity, you will be a true demigod."

Attilan raised his right hand with difficulty, and there was a thin golden line swimming on it. Dragon scales appeared on his arm from time to time, and they exploded under the stimulation of the thin line.

"No need. Divinity is actively transforming my body. It is more obedient than we thought."

Attilan suddenly thought of something.

It’s the recipe!
Sell ​​condiments and give him carefully prepared recipes!
The recipe says that the author is Attilan, the Master of Food!
Those new believers subconsciously connected the Lord of Food and the God of Food.

After all, Lord and God all refer to the same objects.

It can be said that he has received all the benefits of belief in the God of Food.

The side effects of the power of faith are all carried by this statue.

For seven days, if the old naughty boy hadn't used magic to adjust his consciousness, he would have been in a coma.

This process of transformation actually maintained the intensity of wanting him to die and leaving him breathing.

All I can say is that this gourmet divinity does have some sense of its own, and it’s quite considerate.

While transforming and strengthening his dragon body, he also increased the intensity of the transformation.

"Old naughty boy, this must be the case for the transformation to be effective?"

The old naughty boy gave him a look.

"You were so lucky that you exploded. I'm not surprised at all that you were killed by a meteorite after leaving the Emerald Dream."

"Demigods, or divine creatures, are there adventurers who try to hunt them down to acquire divinity and become immortal. Who doesn't have this idea?"

"But most of the results are that they become deformed monsters controlled by power under the influence of the divinity they absorbed."

With the transformation completed, Attilan lay on the ground and asked feebly:

"It's so dangerous, why would you let me go?"

The old naughty boy kicked him directly.

"Stop pretending to be dead, get up and take the final step."

Attilan immediately gave the carp a blow, and then he kissed the earth affectionately.

"Bah bah bah!"

Trying to spit out the dirt from his mouth, Attilan looked at his hands and feet in surprise.

"My strength has become so much stronger, why don't I feel anything?"

The old naughty boy sighed:

"This is the power of divinity! The most magical power in the universe, making everyone crazy about it."

As he spoke, he took out all the God-given materials that he had made earlier.

Attilan asked doubtfully:

"What? Want to cook?"

The old naughty boy nodded with a half-smile.

"Yes, the last step of this ceremony is cooking!"

Attilan thought it was normal. After all, he was absorbing the power of the God of Food, and it was most suitable to use it in the form of cooking.

Attilan looked at the materials doubtfully.

"This only has condiments and no main ingredients. How to make it?"

The old naughty boy raised his chin.

"Isn't the main material standing here?"

Attilan's eyes widened in shock.

"I eat myself!"

"Yes, this is one of the rituals for digesting divinity, but if you are confident that you have fully mastered the divinity in your body, you can cancel it."

Attilan's flesh throbbed in pain.

He is not an ordinary man, and he is not so confident.

"It's just a piece of meat, it's dried!"

He looked at his hands and then his feet, but Attilan still couldn't put his hands down.

The old naughty boy rolled up his sleeves.

"Hurry up, it's just a piece of meat, and it's not like it won't grow back!"

Suddenly a good idea occurred to him.

His dragon's tail suddenly grew out, and then the ice knife in his hand flew out suddenly, hitting the dragon's tail with a knife.

"Beichen Tianlong Blade!"

The knife fell from his hand without a trace of blood, and his tail was firmly caught by Attilan.

The wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding the tail, Attilan couldn't help but twitch.

It's not that painful. Compared to the pain of absorbing divinity, having your tail cut off is less painful than a mosquito bite.

After removing the scales from the tail, Attilan picked up thirteen spices, cooking wine, soy sauce, and soybean oil to marinate.

After the marinating was completed, a golden red flame appeared, and Attilan began to roast it patiently.

Licked by the golden red tongue of fire, the tail turned golden yellow little by little, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

Aodai Qisi couldn't help but salivate.

Attilan wanted to give a piece to the old naughty boy and Aodai Qisi to try.

But he was stopped by the old naughty boy.

"No, you have to eat it all by yourself."

Attilan shrugged helplessly, picked up the tail and took a bite.

My eyes widened instantly, it was so delicious!

He has never had such delicious barbecue.

The refreshing feeling like the sea breeze blowing on his face, the spring breeze full of life, and the sparkling sea appeared in his mind.

As Attilan devoured all the roasted dragon tail, his body exuded a sacred and solemn aura.

Golden-red flames covered his body, and azure water flow then appeared, intertwined with the flames to form a gorgeous halo suspended behind Attilan's head.

Attilan's eyes widened.

"My purgatory dragon vein has been activated, and it is in perfect harmony with the ocean dragon vein. Is the divinity of food so great?"

The old naughty boy laughed.

"I told you that activating the Purgatory Dragon Vein first was the right decision, but you still didn't believe me."

Attilan looked at the old naughty boy in disbelief.

"Have you already reached this point?"

The old naughty boy raised his head confidently.

"Of course!"

Odairis grabbed Attilan in shock.

"Aren't you about to be promoted to Ocean Dragon King? How is it possible that you still have the Purgatory Dragon Veins in your body?"

(End of this chapter)