Food Poems

Chapter 38 Why are we suddenly grilling?!
Four bonfires of purple flames surrounded a platform with the emblem of the goddess of night carved into its stone face. Black Sun.

The Black Sun is a black disk with twisted straight lines drawn on the outside of the disk to represent the light emitted by the black disk.

On the altar, more than 20 people were tied up, blindfolded, and whimpering and trembling in intense fear. A man had his hands tied behind his back with ropes, kneeling on the ground, trying to crawl away, but suddenly he stopped moving.

Mor put his foot on his head and leaned over to pull the dagger out of his back. Blood splattered in an amount that defied common sense, staining Mor's dark purple robe.

"The goddess of eternal darkness will dance in a carnival of blood and shadows. We, the loyal servants, will all enter the kingdom of the night under her gaze..."

Mor gave orders to the black-robed priests standing beside the four bonfires, his stern tone concealing an undisguised fanaticism.

"Night celebration, let's begin!"

The priestess and three other male priests raised their arms together. The purple bonfire rose violently, and each of them raised a ball of purple mist that floated above the altar, and then condensed into a dark black cloud.

The black clouds gradually changed from thin to thick, and black liquid dripped from them like raindrops.

A civilian who was touched by the black liquid had his clothes and flesh melted together, and he screamed miserably. His body was quickly dissolved into a pool of blood, which flowed along the groove of the black sun emblem on the altar, making the disc emit an increasingly bright purple color.

However, some humans on the altar remained safe and sound even though they were stained with black liquid.

Mor suddenly shot a sharp gaze towards a bonfire. He stared at the silent priestess with her head bowed, and said in a fierce voice:

"You are disloyal to your beliefs! You betrayed me and the goddess of darkness!"

The priestess was already suspicious, and now that the truth had been revealed, she decided to go for it:
"What makes you represent the Dark Night Goddess? Is your poison technique enough to make the Goddess take you seriously? I met a young man who is much more powerful than you!"

He is much better than you!
These words were like a spear through More's heart.

Mor was furious, holding a poisonous whip that was transformed from a green aura in his hand, and swung it to bind the priestess' neck and threw her onto the altar. The priestess had stained many innocent lives, and her blood-stained soul was the best sacrifice to the goddess of darkness.

The black cloud suddenly expanded, a hole opened in it, and it opened its mouth wide to swallow the priestess. Then the black cloud became more viscous, and blurry dark tendrils emerged from its edges, twisting and spinning continuously. As the black sun emblem became brighter and brighter, it seemed as if something was about to break out from the center of the black cloud.

boom!
The door of the tomb was violently smashed open.

The Yalong man kept swinging his two-handed sword, and his pupils contracted when he saw the strange scene in front of him.

The Valkyrie wore an eagle helmet and raised her chin, staring at the black-robed man with an iron mask on the altar. She read out the information on the bounty coldly and said:

"Mor, the Dark Night Bishop, the mastermind behind the murder of Mayor Hanno, fled outside the Great Wall after the murder of the Count was leaked. We are now arresting you, regardless of life or death."

Ye Zhi looked at the man in the dark purple robe, only to see him holding a poisonous whip in his hand. He laughed grimly as if he had heard something ridiculous:
"You guys think you can stop me?"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Hey, hey, your lines sound like those of a defeated boss who is about to be beaten to pieces by the righteous protagonists.

In the plot of "Phantom Wings", More has two stages. The first stage is the poison whip iron-faced man we see now. In the second stage, he will expand into a three-meter-tall disgusting monster with tumors all over his body and spewing poisonous mist.

If the Dark Night Goddess takes a fancy to you, I should really doubt her vision.

Of course, the aesthetics of the Goddess of Darkness cannot be replaced by human aesthetics. Although she has a beautiful human incarnation, her original body is probably indescribable.

and many more.

Yeats suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The sacrificial ceremony in the original plot was never completed, but looking at the current scene, the sacrifice is almost halfway through?!

broken.

The Butterfly Effect, boy!
Looking at the wriggling black cloud, Ye Zhi swallowed his saliva. If the Goddess of Dark Night really cast a trace of consciousness, she would definitely kill me because of the close relationship between my magical pet and the Goddess of Moonlight!
Is there any way to appease the goddess's wrath?
Yeats racked his brains and placed his hopes on external plug-ins and the spirit of food.

The word "Xiang" means sacrifice. Even the gods will approve the sacrificial food offered by the spirits of the feast.

Combining the Spirit of Food is the top ability in the game "Phantom Wings". In theory, this ability can play the greatest role in "sacrifice to the gods".

Ye Zhi made up his mind... Although cooking now might seem a little strange, compared to the possibility of a total annihilation, this method is worth a try!
Clang!
Hildre ordered the rest of the members to kill the three priests, while he and the Argonian Herald attacked the Night Elves Bishop Mor.

Her sword skills were like flowing water, and she could always launch a thrust at the most fatal moment, with the tip of the sword piercing Mor's metal mask and sparks; the swordsmanship of the Arlong man was wide and open, and although Mor dodged the giant sword many times, it just forced him into the attack range of Hilde.

Mor suddenly laughed sinisterly, and a pale green poisonous mist emanated from his body. The third-ring spell "Poison Cloud" instantly enveloped him!
Hildreth's body suddenly leaped up as lightly as a Pegasus, graceful as a startled swan, with murderous intent hidden in her body. Her spinning posture drove the sharp sword to cut out an impenetrable sword force, breaking the poisonous cloud into pieces and dispersing it!
"I've only heard of the combat skill sword dance, but this is the first time I've seen someone perform it!" Gray said in shock.

Boom!
Hildrede's sword dance skill made the 'Night Bishop' Mor's eyes flash with surprise. He quickly stepped back, but was hit by the 'Crash' skill of the Asian dragon. His mask broke and he vomited blood.

The BOSS is about to enter the second stage!
Yeats came to a bonfire, kicked away the bodies of the cultists, and shouted to Gray who was carrying a sack, "Quick, come and help."

The sack contained the tail of the poisonous crocodile bird. Yeats finally persuaded Gray to take it with him on the grounds that it was a medicinal herb.

Gray put down the sack and looked at Yeats who was beginning to spice the tail, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Ye Zhi remained silent, drew out the Spirit Shield Sword, pierced the poisonous crocodile bird's tail with the rapier, and roasted it on the purple bonfire.

Grilled poisonous crocodile bird tail, in the making...

Grey:)
What on earth are you doing, Yeats!
Gray wanted to grab Ye Zhi's shoulders and shake him, and shouted:

"There's such an intense fight over there, and you're grilling over here?!"

Monster Hunter is like this.

We were fighting monsters just fine, and suddenly they started barbecuing.

Ye Zhi: "Don't worry, there will be a reversal."

Mor, who was in a desperate situation, took a deep breath, and the black clouds above the altar peeled off two black air currents, which drilled into his nostrils. His body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, his purple robe tore, and a green tumor swelled up on his back. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a monster covered in pus.

But it couldn't even touch the corner of Hildre's clothes.

That flowing swordplay reminded Ye Zhi of some very unpleasant memories.

Not long after, the second-stage Moore was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Just as Yeats had expected, the plot developed towards a third stage that had never been seen in the game.

Mor's eyes were filled with hatred, and he held the statue of the Goddess of Darkness in his trembling hands, cursing:
"I will dedicate all of you to the Goddess of Darkness—"

"Let's welcome the night celebration!!"

He suddenly raised his head and roared shrilly. The statue in his hand cracked, and a purple light flew out of it and rushed towards the black cloud above the altar. The tentacles that were wriggling at the edge of the black cloud became wildly active as if they had seen something delicious. In the center of the black cloud, a crack appeared, revealing a purple eyeball that kept rotating and staring at the outside world.

A terrifying atmosphere enveloped the altar. This extremely strange scene made everyone's face change.

Hildre looked at the purple eyeball with a serious expression, and quickly pierced the throat of the cancerous monster with his sword.

"It's no use. I've pledged my soul."

The throat of the monster that More had transformed into was pierced, but the wriggling shadows inside it emitted a terrifying laugh instead of the organs.

"Goddess of the Eternal Night, I beg you to grant me the power of the Dark Night. I will become your eternal slave!"

Sacrificing the soul is far more terrible than sacrificing flesh and blood. It means losing freedom forever...

Hildre looked at the rotating purple eyeballs with a cold gaze.

At this time.

Suddenly a suggestion was made.

"Goddess of the Dark Night, I offer you barbecue."

Yeats said: "You don't have to give me anything, just go back like this."

"..."

Everyone was silent and looked back at Yeats.

The silver-haired boy held a bunch of golden roasted crocodile tails in his hand, which exuded the aroma of oil and spices. It was a poisonous creature with venom all over its body, but it was made to look more tempting than precious ingredients.

Ye Zhi looked into the purple eyeballs, sincerity written all over his face.

Moore: ?
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

I finally got the Dark Night Goddess to cast a glance at me.

You offer Him a barbecue and expect Him to return the same way?

Do you think this is possible? !

Then, Moore saw the purple eyeball glance at him first, then looked at the barbecue, with his gaze firmly fixed on the barbecue.

Moore: "..."

The goddess of darkness didn't choose me, but a skewer of barbecue?!

The purple eyeball emitted a purple light, which landed on the crocodile tail in Ye Zhi's hand and quickly dissolved it. The strange eyeball closed its eyelids as if savoring something, and gradually disappeared into the shadows.

The dark clouds then dissipated.

The entire altar was in an extremely quiet atmosphere.

"..."

Moore opened his mouth, looked at the disappearing black clouds, and then looked at Yeats.

From the monster's face, one can still see the shock and confusion of having its worldview overturned.

"Don't thank me." Ye Zhi looked at him with pity, "I saved your soul."

Moore: "..."

That being said.

My belief in the goddess actually lost to barbecue. I can't be happy about this at all...

Boom!
He was knocked to the ground by Hildreth, completely killing him.

There was total silence.

Everyone looked at Yeats with complicated expressions.

"I am a gourmet chef, and the poisonous crocodile bird tail I cooked is a unique dish."

Ye Zhi said calmly: "It's reasonable for the goddess of the dark night to want to try something new, don't you think?"

Everyone was silent.

The eyes of these well-trained veterans were already filled with reverence.

I still underestimated this lord.

As Hildreth sighed, he couldn't help but become curious. He, like me, had many secrets...

Any ordinary food chef who wanted to replicate this operation would have been killed by the Dark Night Goddess long ago. I can do this thanks to my top-level talent.

Yeats secretly thought it was a fluke.

Although it is a lifestyle profession, it also has its own gameplay!
The next moment, a cold and sticky force permeated the body, and everything returned to normal in an instant.

Ye Zhi was slightly stunned, and a large number of panel prompts popped up in front of him.

"You have mastered a new spell."

"You have acquired a new talent."

"You have been blessed by the goddess of darkness."

Ye Zhi: “…”

Just eat and even tip.

Goddess of the Dark Night, you are such a nice person!

(End of this chapter)