Gourmet of Another World

The emergence of this transformation was a sudden shock to all.

They never thought this would happen!

In that coffin, such a tremendous force could be transmitted, sucking into the shape of a walking square.

Is it the will of the cursed queen?

Dogs, Pluto Luha, Muhongzi, etc. have all changed their faces.

They wanted to get close to the coffin, but were isolated by a powerful force.

Little white jumped up, the golden mechanical eyes burst into a glorious glow, a punch fell and smashed towards the Cursed Queen's Palace.

But it was the power of the curse that drowned that kept it out.

That can remove the power of the Spirit Clothing, but it is blocked by the power of this curse!

“What a pure power of curse...”

The three dukes felt the power of the curse and exclaimed.

That's right, in their view, the purity of the curse force makes them absolutely amazing.

To that extent, the power of the curse is felt only in the former Queen of the Curse.

“It's the Queen of Curses! ”

“Is the Queen of Curses really coming back? ”

“Great, our City of Nothingness… to rise under the Queen's leadership! ”

The Duke, the Count, the Noble, are all very surprised.

However……

Their surprise didn't last long.

Because what just happened has led a lot of people into contemplation.

The foot was caught in the coffin.

That explains it.

What happened in the coffin… is not very good.

What the hell happened in the coffin?

Many people's faces are cloudy.

Boom!

Little White's power is so powerful that he can be as powerful as the spiritual god, and today he is absolutely the supreme being of the universe.

But...

He is still unable to break the blockade of this cursed power.

……

Gollum!

Open your mouth with a bubble in your mouth.

He felt like he was sinking into the ocean.

The feeling of suffocation that the water presses against his chest makes him frown.

Boom!

Suddenly.

He found himself suddenly landing.

Falling fast toward the bottom of the ocean.

Boom, loud noise, rolling dust between the heavens and the earth.

The surrounding environment has changed again.

The gait landed on the floor.

Surrounded by a wasteland.

In the heavens and the earth, there is intense resentment and hatred...

This feeling makes the concession uncomfortable.

In the distance, there is a cabin.

Walk to the cabin with your hands in your arms.

He was fearless, after all, and today's mending is fearless unless there is a hierarchy of ancestral gods.

This is the bottom line after being powerful.

He walked towards the cabin.

Soon, close to the cabin, he pushed open the door to the cabin.

Here, probably the world in the coffin.

Based on the smell that just erupted, is it possible that the Queen of Curses has mutated?

The gait looked around and did not see the shadow of the little ghost.

He keeps going in.

This is a very dilapidated cabin with a ruin everywhere, but as you can see, this cabin was once inhabited.

Mm-hmm.

Keep looking at the gait.

He seemed to notice something strange.

Everything in the cabin was drawn in a cold vertical line.

Split everything in two.

tables, chairs, dilapidated porcelain bowls, walls, windows, floors...

Everything has a vertical line.

The gait frowned and he reached out and landed on the table.

The table is rustic, filled with dust, touched the table, and a thick layer of dust gathered on your hands.

Pretty dirty.

The gait frowned, the power fluctuated, the dust on his hands disappeared, and his hands became clean again.

As a chef with a little cleanliness, even if the pedestrian formula grows to this point, it still hasn't changed the habit.

Walk slowly in the cabin.

Walk with your hands in your arms.

Suddenly.

He paused.

Because he found out that someone seemed to be spying on him.

When spiritual power is released, it is overwhelmed by the power of intense curse.

That feeling of viscosity and distress allowed the retreat to regain its spiritual strength.

Where the hell is this place?

Cursed queen, dragged him here for what?

Suddenly.

The upstairs door made a slight creak.

The square frowned and walked upstairs.

Just climbing up the stairs, he was worried that this old staircase would suddenly collapse.

It is clear, however, that his fears are redundant.

On the second floor, far away, there seemed to be a dark shadow that disappeared rapidly.

The gait followed the past.

The shadow is like a traction stroke.

But pedestrians don't care.

He followed quietly.

Slowly, under the deliberate guidance of the shadow, follow the corridor on the second floor all the way in.

This corridor, for some reason, became incredibly long, with draped scrolls hanging on both sides of the corridor.

But...

Those scrolls are divided into two pieces by a vertical line.

Finally.

It's over.

The gait finds itself at the end.

At the end of the road, there was a woman standing quietly there.

Seems to have waited for the walking formula.

The woman opened the door before waiting for the gait opening and turned around and stepped into it...

Boom.

The door's closed.

Boom boom...

The moment the door closed, the whole cabin began to rot and tremble.

The footsteps found that the floor at his feet had begun to crumble.

A white rotten bug flew out of that template.

The gaze of the gait squeezed.

Raise your head and look at the door at the end of the corridor.

Without hesitation, he took his steps and flew towards the door.

He's going very fast.

Almost instantly, he came to the door.

Reach out and grab the door handle.

Crunch...

The door opened suddenly.

Everything in front of me is gone.

Grass Oriole.

The gait finds that the view behind the door is completely different.

The turquoise turf spreads open and the green leaves of the grass hang with crystalline water beads.

In the distance, trees are flourishing and spreading, and some lazy spiritual beasts can be seen climbing on the trees.

The atmosphere is peaceful.

The colours are warm and gentle.

The distant mountains are turquoise, and the sky is turquoise, just like the stones.

A stream flowed through the door.

Slow flow.

Clear water, seemingly also seemingly touring fish.

The cabin is situated quietly in the distance.

This cabin is exactly the same shape as the previous cabin, but… the painting is completely different.

The cabin was like a haunted house.

And the cabin at this moment… is incredibly gentle and peaceful.

That's the right way to open it.

Slightly pick the corner of the gait mouth.

Perhaps…

Secret, right here in this cabin.

Walking past.

The cabin door opens automatically, as if you were welcoming a walking formula.

The pedestrian hesitated for a moment and walked in.

Rich vegetable aromas float.

The colour of doubt appeared in the gait.

Wooden house, very cozy, green plants, hammock.

In the kitchen, there seems to be a figure busy.

Frown on foot and walk toward the kitchen.

“You're back? Sit down and eat. ”

There was a woman in the kitchen.

I walked and looked over.

Mm-hmm.

Ghost?

People in the kitchen, not others...

It's a ghost.

Xiao Yi is cooking?

Are you kidding me?

Pull the corner of the gait.

“Wash your hands and eat. ”

In the kitchen, the voices of the little ghosts came out again.

As he stood still, he found himself walking uncontrollably to the bathroom.

Washed hands, sat quietly in front of the table, waiting for the dishes.

The fragrance swept in.

Very intense and intoxicating.

The gait frown wrinkled.

In this flavor, there seems to be a tingling sensation of the soul.

Xiaoyu walked out of the kitchen.

She was dressed like a homemaker.

The gait was stunned.

Looking at Xiaoyu, he found that the woman in front of him was like Xiaoyu, but some were not like Xiaoyu...

The temperament is completely different.

Besides... how could Xiaoyu cook?

The dishes are served, a few simple dishes.

A plate of red roasted fish, a bowl of soup and a plate of green vegetables.

The food is simple, but it really looks like living at home.

The pedestrians didn't talk and ate quietly.

The food is delicious, and even with a picky gaze on the foot, it's hard to spot the deficiencies.

Emotions are abundant.

That emotion… can't be learned by foot.

Mm-hmm.

Xiaoyu put down the bowl of chopsticks and looked at the walking formula with a smile.

Smile?

Little Ghost laughed?

Pull the corner of the gait.

“Isn't this a wonderful day? ”

“Then why for the rest of your life? ”

Little ghost.

It's like walking like hell. Is that what little ghosts say?

This is not right.

And even more alarming to the detachment, he actually spoke.

But... it's not his voice.

“Pursuing true cooking has always been my goal, and I'm only one step away, and you should support me. ”

Candlestick sounds come out of the mouth of the gait.

The gait is certain that this is definitely not his voice.

His eyes lit up and he seemed to think of something.

……

At this moment, the gait is watching what has happened from the perspective of the cook god?

“What is your cookway? Love or ruthlessness? ”

“Achievement is the highest and must be heartless… Can you be heartless? ”

Xiaoyu put down the chopsticks and asked in haste.

“I believe I can step on top of it with compassion…” Chef Shinto.

He had a confidence in his voice.

The dialogue between the two continued.

Xiaoyu seemed to be persuaded gradually.

Day after day.

The consciousness of the gait seems to be gradually drawn out, looking at everything from the perspective of a bystander.

And the pedestrian formula finally sees the face of the cook god.

It's a very ordinary middle-aged man, with no handsome appearance, no memorable traits.

It's the kind of person who gets drowned in the middle of nowhere when he throws it into the sea.

But...

Just like that, you have to rush to the top.

The two of them live their lives as if they were real fairy couples.

And the smell of the cooking god gradually reaches a limit.

It's like a bucket, dropping a drop of water into it every day, and it's been packed for a long time, and it's finally full, and it can't go on.

And this day.

The Chef God finally made his choice.

Little ghost, or queen of curses, leaned against the door of the cabin and looked at the cook god, who slowly stepped up.

She wanted to see the latter take the final step.

Chef God said he was going to climb to the peak with love.

And the Cursed Queen is looking forward to giving up everything that made her ancestral realm.

She believes that the cook gods can reach their peak with love, so that… they can continue to live like a fairy couple.

It's an improvement, it's just a conditioning for life.

The Queen of Curses cannot reach its peak with love.

But…

She understands satisfaction, now mending, now living, she's already satisfied.

Watching the god of cooking on the dome on foot.

Something doesn't feel right.

Previously, the pedestrian thought there might have been some kind of bloody love story between the cursed queen and the cook god and the soul god.

Looks like…

It's supposed to be a godless thing.

After all, these little bits of life are beautiful.

The soul god never bubbled.

Foot frown, he thinks it's not that simple...

On the dome.

The Chef began to strike the kingdom of the Patriarch.

Did it work?

The gait frowned, and if he remembered correctly, the Chef God succeeded.

However, a neutral approach has been chosen between affectionate and heartless.

Although this approach… is bad.

Mm-hmm.

Suddenly.

The color of the steps has changed.

On the ground, leaning against the door, the cursed queen of anticipation changed.

She stood up anxiously and her beautiful face was incredible.

“Didn't you say to achieve the highest with affection?! ”

Queen Curse asks.

On the dome.

The cook suddenly didn't smell it.

He continued to shock, and he pulled out a line of love.

It's like an invisible knife, cutting off seven lusts.

Here comes the gaze of the gaze...

Cursed by the anger of the queen, she felt she seemed to have been deceived.

In her realm, she understands that if she steps into ruthlessness, the life of this fairy couple will never return.

So she's going to stop the god of cooking.

Originally the cursed queen of little Jade changed.

The power of the terrible curse followed the constant shock around her body.

Continuous outbursts.

Boom!!!

Her breath swept and a road of pitching drowned, wrapped around her.

The power of the curse has spread...

The power of the horrible curse is unleashed...

This beautiful countryside, at first sight, was devoured by the power of the curse.

The river is dry, the trees are dead...

The original warm scene never went back.

Just like when the gait just stepped here.

The gait frowned.

Surely, this woman is not a ghost...

Though he has a little ghost face.

But……

This woman is the real Queen of Curses!

The pitch-black armor covered her body, her hair hovering, rolling up constantly...

The pitch-black cape drifts slowly behind...

Englishness erupts, suppresses the universe.

This is the true Queen of Curses!

Above the dome.

The culinary god broke his desire.

Become indifferent.

The darkness began to swallow him.

However, he had not been completely cut off, and there was still love left.

He wanted to shock the boundaries with this nexus of emotions.

However...

There's been a change.

His seven broken feelings, gathered in the void, turned into terrible demons and began to devour him.

Bite his body.

The Chef's Goddess floats.

Ruthlessly and lovingly, he began to shake his will wildly.

He needs to make a choice between the two.

Curse the queen's roar.

She felt the cold of being deceived...

But she was still expecting it.

Soon, however, her expectations disappeared...

On the dome.

The cook god is gradually covered in darkness and wrapped around it.

Seven broken love, transformed into seven evil powers, entangled the body of the cook god.

Loving seeds burn strong.

But it was swallowed up all at once.

Staring at the void in complex steps...

He thought of the beginning, but didn't guess the end.

The spirit god is still bubbling, but... I didn't think it was in this way.

Covered by the Seven Loves, the Chef became a soul god, and he broke into ruthless emptiness... and became the most terrifying great demon in the universe.

The damned queen stared at everything.

The heavens and the earth are restored again.

In the void, there is no soul god.

But there is also a figure.

That figure is not someone else, it is a chef god who insists on being loving...

In the void, the cook god looked at the cursed queen with apologies.

Tear the void out of the heavens and the earth.

The disciple left behind the Queen of Curses.

The gait frown wrinkled.

Time flies.

Centennial blinking is vanishing.

The Spirit God became the horror of the universe, and he slaughtered a universe, the Spirit Demon universe, and dominated the cosmic sky.

And his next goal is to conquer the universe of chaos.

He fought the Chaos universe, the City of Nothingness, and even the Flooding Universe.

He's got the same power, he's in town, heaven and earth.

He's in the air!

The power of evil pervades every corner of the universe.

At a time when the power of the soul god is no different.

In the stars, an old man appeared.

The old man came to the soul god with a plate of dishes.

There was no fighting in the garden, no shocking noise.

The godless soul just ate a bite.

The power of love impinges on the soul god.

The power of the Spirit God suddenly disappeared.

The mighty of all the universes, at the same time, tear apart their flesh and seal it.

The old man took the soul god's heart.

The Queen of Curses stands in the City of Nothingness, looking at the old man.

Once an angry cook, he is now an old man.

He became a mortal, he knew he had only 100 years...

There was no language communication with the Cursed Queen, just cooked a bowl of stir-fried rice for the Queen, carrying them, who were so old, every little bit when they met.

The cook god of the old man, with the heart of the soul god... vanished into the stars.

And after that day...

Curse the queen insane.

……

Weird gaze at the steps.

The image disappeared.

The pedestrian found himself back in the cabin.

Behind him…

The cold breath spreads as if wrapping around his body.

Let him get cold.

The gait sighed.

Slowly turn around.

Behind him, a cursed woman stared at him dead.

Faces are like little ghosts.

“Chef, it's not good! ”

Cursed Queen Sen's cold mouth, cold words, popped out of her mouth.

Infinite resentment and anger spread.

The pedestrian formula does not refute anything.

After reading the memory of the Cursed Queen...

The pedestrian formula for this poor woman... doesn't know what to say.

She used to look forward to life...

Unfortunately, life hit her hard.

All she wanted was to live a simple life with her lover like a single fairy couple.

Too bad...

Darkness swallowed her life.

The cook god is divided into two, half is the heartless soul god, and the other half is the loving cook god.

The soul god's life is endless.

And a loving cook, only a hundred years of mortal time.

Hundreds of years have come, the flesh has decayed, and life and death have vanished.

The life that the Cursed Queen desires is digested into a shadow with the life and death of the Chef God.

The vows of the past, the happiness of the past and the worry of the past, have been turned into shadows.

No wonder the queen cursed the cook so much.

Hate by love is always the most helpless.

The power of the curse is gradually wrapped up.

A little wrapped around the body of a walking formula.

Finally, it turned into a giant black cocoon, wrapping the walking formula thoroughly.

Far away.

Little ghost's body slowly emerged.

The cursed queen's body instantly disappeared, suspended by a little ghost.

It's like whispering around a ghost.

“Grab this dagger and stab it in the body of a stinking cook... and you'll be ruthless, and you'll be the true Lord of the City of Nothingness, the immense curse of the ancestors! ”

Kill the cook! ”

“Kill!!! ”

Hiss...

A dark dagger converged in front of the little ghost.

Cursed Queen's whisper keeps ringing.

Little Ghost gazed slightly stunned, holding the dagger, one step, one step forward.

Gradually approaching the black cocoon.

Raise the black dagger.

Aimed at the cocoon...

The cocoon crept for a moment.

Fantasizing the face of the gait.

The dagger was suspended for a while and hung at the heart of the gait...

The Queen of the Curse turned into a black smoke. From behind her, she held the ghost, the hand gathered by the power of the curse, held the ghost's hand, and grabbed the dagger...

Move forward a little bit.

Step a little further into the heart of the square… stab.