The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 943

The trembling goblin tribesmen and foreign tourists in Green Lake City gradually felt that the unrivaled pressure from the spiritual level was slowly fading away. Some couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, while others began to secretly explore from the hiding place. Come out and look up at the gorgeous clouds that dye the sky into colorful colors.

A dozen breaths have passed since Allen rushed into the cloud, and the colorful cloud gradually returned to calm, and no magic escaped from it.

Just as Kerr, who was concerned about her teacher, was about to rush forward to test the clouds, a majestic bugbear silhouette suddenly appeared in the depths of the clouds, nearly a hundred meters high.

Although the appearance of this phantom was blurry, an idea spontaneously occurred in everyone's mind. It must represent Allen who rushed into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

The only thing that is solid and lifelike in the shadow is a pair of golden eyes that are as bright and holy as the bright moon in the sky or the rising sun. They are full of endless majesty and solemnity, and their will is so strong that even the saint Da Vinci dare not look into it. .

Xuying grabbed the cloud with both hands, and the huge and dangerous cloud turned out to be like a ball of dough, constantly changing its shape in his hands, and seemed to be slowly shrinking but in fact it was rapidly shrinking, like a sponge being squeezed out of the water.

The clouds gradually condensed, and the shadows also converged in proportion. Finally, the huge clouds turned into a piece of colorful solid ooze in the hands of Allen's real body, not much bigger than a basketball.

The surrounding space is constantly rippling in everyone's eyes, echoing the movements of Allen's hands kneading the soft mud. In the perception of the powerful people, these seemingly inconspicuous ripples are actually a series of natural and distorted expressions of various different attributes. Energy element.

Bo! Bo! Bo.
  Allen's face was calm and concentrated. If someone tried to assassinate him again at this time, it might really be possible to take his life directly.

Because at this time, he was fully activating the realm of the God of Cookery, and was removing the essence from the magic power condensation in his hand that was mixed with countless different attributes.

When Allen rushed into the cloud, he had a sudden idea and used all the cooking ingredients on this invisible and terrifying magic cloud that gathered due to the pull of the magic tide.

At first, he just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that her big idea combined with the control of his God of Cookery realm actually allowed the magic cloud that kept imploding and inspired countless powerful magic to attack him to gradually calm down.

Since the idea was correct, Allen was naturally not stingy about putting it into action. As the magic cloud was gradually controlled by his own methods, in the end he didn't know how to end it.

Until he thought of the six dishes he had finished, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

It seems that he is proudly rubbing and beating the clouds in his hands, but in fact, Allen is using the method of processing ingredients to disperse the alien magic elements that he thinks are useless, and return to nature.

Allen kneaded the last soft mud-like cloud into a long stick, and the stick body clearly revealed six different colors. Then Allen's index and middle fingers were put together as scissors, and he simply cut the joints of the six different colors. With a sharp cut, six spheres emitting halo were suspended in front of Allen.

The six spheres have different colors. Some are as red as blood, as if there is an invisible fire burning on the surface, there are pure water spheres, there are white mist-like spheres without substance, and one is earthy yellow.
  In the eyes of legendary spellcasters like Leonardo da Vinci, these six spheres represent the condensation of the six purest magical energies. Red is fire, transparent is water, orange is earth, white is electricity, green is wood, and mist For the wind.

There was greed in some people's eyes. If they could find a way to absorb all the magical energy that turned into substance in Allen's hands, they might be able to immediately help them break through the current level and advance to a higher level. But after their eyes stayed for a moment on the saint bugbear with extraordinary and unimaginable abilities, these powerful men seemed to have eaten a glass of ice water. Their hearts were clear and calm, and those greedy thoughts were once again suppressed by their aunt. Push it deep into your mind.

The six spheres, which were one circle smaller than a fist, were rubbed and beaten in Allen's hands for a while, until they were smaller than the size of a table tennis ball, and then Allen was satisfied with the power that was constantly flowing in his body.

At this time, Allen's whole body, including his cheeks, was covered with sweat drops, and there were waves of weak feedback coming from his body. Just this seemingly calm movement was actually far worse than Allen's three-day battle with the incarnation of the god. The consumption is greater for three days and three nights.

Even the seed of faith that transformed into a planet in the whirlpool of his anger seemed dim and dull at this time, and the huge power of faith gathered when the tribesmen loudly praised themselves and the chefs focused on cooking, I also lost a lot in this cooking.

The six beads shining with this magical halo followed Allen's dive and came directly to the six dishes that had been prepared. One by one, he twisted the beads that were constantly rotating in front of him and became as clear as crystal. His fingers deftly kneaded them into different garnishes and placed them on the dishes.

hum! !

The dishes once again stirred up ripples of magic, but this time before it could burst out, Allen forcibly used the ability of the God of Cookery domain to confine the magic power that was about to be released to the ingredients again, leaving only a few colors. The colorful mist appears spontaneously on the ingredients and lingers around them.

And just when Allen was finishing the dishes he was cooking, the figures of the Green Field tribe and foreign tourists who had previously been hiding in their homes and fortifications had all crowded the wall again.

There are even mages who use flying skills and druids who transform into birds and fly into the sky, just to see the amazing creations of the great patriarch.

Just when Allen resolved the crisis, hundreds of thousands of tribesmen and guests in Green Lake City had already walked out of the room again, just in time to see Allen's majestic and invincible phantom existence, as well as his subsequent incredible and wonderful methods.

No matter whether everyone has a broad and deep vision, they can understand the great power behind Allen's actions. Allen's powerful and beautiful techniques alone will make it difficult for people to forget this scene, and they will always remember it clearly in their hearts. Everything I have seen and heard since today.

"call!!"

Allen let out a long breath, and a little anger circulated around his body. The sweat on his body quickly evaporated, and his whole body returned to clarity and ease.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly surged above his head, and a darkness instantly enveloped the space where Allen was. Faced with this situation, Allen raised his hand and slashed without thinking, and a dark golden slash appeared out of thin air on his right hand. Bonesman.

"So brave!!"

(End of this chapter)