Gourmet of Another World

Wow...

The space in the carriage is a little crowded.

Perhaps because of flying in the sky, the sky doesn't crawl, so it doesn't look bumpy.

The atmosphere in the carriage is a bit dull.

Em hugged her professional camera and carried her backpack, and her face was a little uneasy.

She raised her head and glanced at the walking formula beside her, watching out for her liver and jumping straight.

Intimate contact with seniors?!

Looking up at your predecessor's English position...

That's exciting!

Em's teenage heart has moved a little silly.

However, at a glance, the little ghost on the side of the gait, the dark eyes, as if they were deep as black holes, looked at the little Egg all cold.

The bastard lay lazy, stretched her straight legs, and her luxurious gaze made Little Egg look obscene.

Well... she's still a little paranoid.

The gait doesn't change color at this moment.

Even as the carriage was crowded, the atmosphere was a bit dull.

There's still some maladaptation at the beginning of the walk.

However, the cube frowned and closed its eyes and began meditating on cooking in its head.

An uncomfortable atmosphere in which a meal is simulated in your head is thrown behind your head by foot.

The carriage is driving.

A unicorn horse, working his way through the void.

Those blonde, blue-eyed men, are surrounded by carriages.

Row across the dome like a god traveling...

Little Ella drove out the window of the carriage, stuck her head out and gasped for a moment.

She was in a bit of a mood.

This wagon is a wagon to the Western Holy See...

The Western Holy See, after the recovery of Earth's spirituality, has always been the top force on Earth.

Countless infidels serve it.

Moreover, it is legendary that the Western Holy See has a divine candidate who can draw divine power and gain supreme power.

Before that, there were only a few land fairies, not even rivals of the Western Holy See...

Em is also a little excited about this powerful force.

The carriage traveled for a while.

Finally, we arrived at our destination.

Downstairs, it's a city of renewal.

Right in the middle of the city is a magnificent castle with dense palaces of numbness.

At the top of these palaces, they are sharp as knives, crucified.

The golden light sparkles with a sacred breath.

The carriage falls, accompanied by a movement, and the petals fall.

Boom...

A squeal of boredom.

Later, the carriage door was opened.

The man looked ugly and looked at the four figures coming out of the carriage.

“Mr. Bo, the Holy City has arrived, and the Holy See lies ahead. ”

The man respectfully said that the power of the Immortal Emperor displayed by the pedestrian formula made him still palpitate.

Em was so excited, she grabbed the camera and kept taking pictures.

The surrounding golden and brilliant architecture made her uncomfortable.

The man didn't stop Em, but he didn't object to Em putting the image online.

It is time to show the world the great shores of the Holy See.

Boom boom...

In front of the towering walls, the gates open.

The squeak sounds perfect.

Later, the metal gate opened slowly to both sides...

“Mr. Fong, please...”

The man said respectfully.

The gait nodded and held his hand, walking inside.

He wanted to see what the Holy See was up to.

Hongmen Banquet?

Hongmen Banquet is also a banquet. The old man said he had prepared the finest food. If he was not satisfied, the walking formula would be unhappy.

A walker walked into the palace.

Wow...

In the palace, the terrible sharp air is pouring.

A team of people walked neatly and sounded loud and loud.

Xiaoyu, Xiao Ei, Xuan Lady did not follow the footsteps slowly.

Em's cameras haunted the soldiers wearing silver grills and their heads covered with crosses, all feeling a little chilly.

It was the chill that swept from the soles of the feet.

Mm-hmm.

The gait suddenly stopped and the eyebrows picked slightly.

Because he suddenly found that the white tiger belt and the sparrow feather robe, not in the waist, were shaking slightly.

That's how I sensed the other two kitchen god sets.

It seems that what the Holy See says is true, they have collected the remaining two kitchen god sets.

That saves me a lot of trouble walking.

Hmm... in keeping with the vigilance of the Holy See, they will certainly not let go of the Golden Dragon and Xuanbu who ran out of their eggs.

It seems that on this trip to the Western Holy See, it should be possible to complete the collection of the kitchen gods.

The gait exhaled.

Step into it.

Far away.

A group of people walked in.

The head is an old man in a red robe with a thick book, Haggins, whom he had met before on foot.

The latter smiled gently, walking towards him, and behind him was the man in the white robe.

These people, they're serious, they have no expression.

The gait senses a strange smell on these people.

“Mr. Fong, I finally see you...”

Haggins laughed and opened his arms, seemingly hugging the cube.

Of course, it was rejected by the pedestrians.

Hagens told the pedestrian formula a lot, and the pedestrian formula responded without hesitation.

In response, the pedestrian consciousness has risen and spread towards the Holy See as a whole.

He's sensing the breath of the two remaining kitchen gods suits.

But not surprisingly.

The pedestrian formula can't feel it.

He noticed that the kitchen set was around here, but he couldn't feel it.

Did they use any strange means to block the smell of the kitchen god suit?

The pedestrian glanced at the thick, laughing Haggins.

The face of the latter is no different, even if it is perceived that the gait is as strong as the Wong's god.

“The banquet is ready, this way. ”

Hagenstow.

A pedestrian stepped into the golden palace.

Above the dome of the palace are murals filled with legends and myths about the Holy See.

The palace is huge, sitting on foot, glancing at the past, bigger than a square.

A round table is arranged, and a sofa chair is neatly arranged around a round table.

A world-class chef in a neat chef's robe walks in and out and prepares hot meals.

It seems that, if not, the Holy See has really prepared food.

“Please.”

Haggins on the pedestrian path.

Sit down in a row.

“His Holiness the Pope is not well enough to invite His Excellency...”

Hagen smiled squintly and the old man's smile was very infectious.

The gait glimpses the old man.

No talking, just start eating.

“Well... this is a good dish. ”

“This is cooked with the meat of a crocodile god, an Egyptian beast.” Hagensdale.

“This is cooked with the breasts of the Siberian god Ice Bear… ”

Haggins introduced the pedestrian as well.

Little Egg's face has long been white.

Every serving of the food introduced by this old man is extraordinary. It's actually the flesh of the gods...

The Holy See is so overbearing, so fierce!

They're hunting gods everywhere?

Looking at that peaceful Haggins, the latter is like introducing chicken duck meat.

She looked at the pedestrian formula, and the pedestrian nodded and ate with interest.

The banquet was peaceful.

Wow...

A swinging glass of red wine, a selection of which was poured into the glass, Hagens touched the glass with a gait.

“Mr. Fong, a few more guests are coming to the banquet. Mr. Fong will be waiting. ”

Haggins smiled lightly.

Later, he turned his head and looked out the door.

Muffled.

In the palace, the crusaders dressed in armor stood up.

Boom boom...

The gate opened again and the candle fire in the hall was shaking, as if the wind was blowing.

Boom, boom...

The ground is trembling.

Outside the palace, a man walked in.

It was a strange shadow of a man with red fruit on his upper body and an axe with blood behind his back.

Instead of the human head, it has a grey dog head, red dog head eyes, and a slow breath of death flowing over his body.

This person comes in.

Suddenly, the whole hall was trembling.

Wow...

The scriptures in Hagens' hands sparkled with light.

But the old man still looked the same and still smiled peacefully.

They don't change color on the steps, they're still eating.

Em's face has changed...

“Egyptian Reaper… Anubis?! ”

After all, she is a member of the China National Genius Bureau. After passing through Director Luo's Kangtao, she has also learned about some powerful gods.

Boom boom...

Outside the door, loud noises are still coming.

The gait remains a facade that does not change color.

A huge werewolf walked slowly, his hair bloodline, the horrible smell surrounding his body, stepped down, the temperatures in the palace all dropped a few points.

The scriptures in Hagen's hands grew brighter.

These gods are the other banquets Haggins called.

But that's not enough.

Haggins smiled softly.

In the temple of deviation.

A bishop in a red robe walked out, and their breath joined together to suppress the horror in the palace.

Their eyes swept through the body of a walking square with a book full of meaning.

However, the gait formula does not change the color of the face.

Outside the palace.

Strong breath is pouring.

The black bats gathered in the sky and turned into a different man, dressed in a neat suit, neat hair combed together and handsome.

As soon as the man appeared, the scriptures in the hands of the bishops became more and more trembling.

Nutrition…

Thunder flashed.

A gorgeous man with blonde hair and a robe came from the outside...

On the scepter, full of flashing thunder...

More and more gods appear.

Little Elvis became more and more disturbed.

Indeed, this is a Hongmen banquet for seniors.

These gods, they're bad!

And the power of these gods makes her feel trembling in her heart.

Some of these gods are even stronger than the gods of the three kingdoms...

There are even more Chinese Immortals... Immortal Emperor level!

“Senior... Senior...”

Egg's hands are shaking.

Turning his head towards the pedestrian formula, he found that the pedestrian formula was still calm and eating good food.

As for Xiaoyu, she looked at the food disgustingly, obviously she didn't like it.

Xuan Daughter had a good taste, and she seemed to accept the fact that she had become a maid...

Haggins looked at the gait and smiled.

“Mr. Fong, these distinguished guests have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Hagenstow.

Distinguished guest?

Little Elvis's heart is defamatory. Where do you see the honor?

Each of these beings has a bad relationship with the Holy See...

Where does this old man find himself a noble guest?

The horrible breath keeps spreading.

More and more spirits emerge.

Among them, the pedestrian even saw an acquaintance, the God of the Three Kingdoms, Brahma, who had escaped in panic, beaten by the pedestrian pedestrian.

The spirits of dense numbness appeared, wrapping their gait around each other.

Elvis was trembling.

Perhaps only the Holy See can bring together all the gods on Earth!

“Well... is the show finally over? ”

The gait lowered the fork in his hand and raised his head slightly, looking at Haggins.

The smile on the latter's face is gone.

Looking faintly at the gait, grieving and merciful man, as if he were an immense God.

“Distinguished Mr. Walking Formula… The purpose of this banquet is to taste the two sacred objects together. Would you please, Mr. Walking Formula, provide the remaining two sacred objects as well…”

“Rest assured, Mr. Fong, that I swear in the name of God that the Holy See will protect that holy instrument well. ”

Haggins said with a smile.

He stood up and took a step back.

Slightly clapped his hands...

“Array. ”

Word falls.

The scriptures in the hands of the Cardinals flew up...

Underneath, the spirits everywhere also slightly squeezed their eyes.

They stared at the pedestrian formula, and their consciousness spread out, as if they were connected, and turned into a big net, pressing toward the pedestrian direction...

Beneath the foot of the gait, a six-star pattern emerges.

The gleam of Walton swept the sky and covered the gait.

“Mr. Fong, everyone wants to see… don't let me down. ”

Archbishop Haggins, Dao.

The threat is obvious, and he has this confidence, which is the Pope's prayer for God's gift.

Even the Immortal Emperor of China... will be suppressed.

He believed that the pedestrian formula would behave well.

Otherwise… die in the holy light of God.

This Hongmen banquet was a complete demonstration of his indifference.