Chapter 658 Before Dawn (Thanks to the Leader of OPPI

Dead silence came suddenly.

Just outside the venue, even all the cooking demons were speechless.

The pitch-black glass of beer placed on the bar counter seemed to occupy the axis of the entire world, pulling everyone's attention and not allowing them to leave.

Just looking at it made me feel sleepy and drowsy.

This is just an influence that is so weak that it cannot even be considered an aftereffect.

That precious and terrible disaster has been concentrated in the wine glass. Once released... I am afraid that not only the entire underground square, but also the Satomi Manor and the entire mountain above will be swallowed up by the breath of hell.

Not pursuing deliciousness, but turning to extreme lethality and corrosiveness...

This is exactly what it is, an abyss bomb!

"What, what's going on, Mr. Inujiang..." Behind the curtain, the black-toothed minister also panicked: "Why are there such dangerous things in the showdown between kitchen demons? Hurry, make them stop!"

"I'm sorry that it's difficult for me to do this."

The old Inujiang bowed his head and apologized expressionlessly: "All this is in compliance with the rules of the Imperial Kitchen Demon Test. Besides, even if you want to ask the two contestants to stop, they will definitely not be willing, right? The cooking demons from outside are all arrogant people with no respect in their eyes. Maybe one of them is bad and offends the noble body..."

"It's really, really disrespectful. I represent the emperor! Are the Satomi family so arrogant? Don't be too presumptuous!"

Then, another mocking voice sounded: "You and me are just useless people who have never seen any battles. Since you are the emperor's envoy, you should just straighten your back and watch the game! Haha, such a weak person is under the leadership of Your Majesty the General. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay there for even a day..."

"Vulgar warrior, what did you say!"

"Didn't I make it clear enough? Do you want me to sing a poem for you?"

During the quarrel between the two, Inujiang remained expressionless, lowering his head like a stone man, allowing both sides to ridicule and criticize, and nodded respectfully.

And the game is still going on.

"How terrible."

Miss Huai Zhi lowered her head and stared at the abyss bubbles emerging from the dark beer, feeling awe from the bottom of her heart: "How many deaths can be piled up to create such a spectacular scene?"

In the foam of beer, countless mountains of decaying corpses suddenly appeared, and then quickly dissipated.

It was death, the remains of death.

traces of destruction.

"You should be able to understand, right? Compared with quantity, quality is the real essence."

Now shrouded in darkness, like a demon in hell, Elisa smiled: "Won't you try it?"

"If I had known better, I should have cheated."

Huai Shi sighed softly, reached out and grasped the handle of the beer glass, finally feeling the consequences of confidence: "No matter what, you should not give up the first move."

I originally thought it was a strong enemy, but I didn't expect that the opponent was no longer a strong enemy, but a Tyrannosaurus rex wearing a vest.

However, this is within the acceptable range.

Can someone in the archaeological team be ordered to take a compulsory rest and be prohibited from entering hell again? Can she be an easy character to deal with?

"If you look down on people, you will suffer. This is a lesson."

Eliza looked into her eyes and told her solemnly for the last time: "Admit defeat, Miss Huazhi, it's just a duel. I can't risk my life, and I don't want to kill you."

"Do you think so? Then my chances of winning seem to be better."

Empress Motoko smiled, raised her eyes and told her: "Thank you for your mercy, Eliza. But don't you also underestimate me?"

Before she finished speaking, she picked up the beer glass.

Drink up all the disaster crystals purified from hell in one gulp!

Embrace death.

Just like hugging the past countless times!

The last malicious essence from the former ruler, called the Curse of Death, erupted from Huai Shi's body at that moment, swallowing up everything.

His movement stopped abruptly.

In the hand, the fragile beer glass quietly turned to dust.

Only a drop of remaining wine fell on the ground, instantly corroding through the table, downwards, through the iron stone floor, and finally submerged into the deep strata.

Disappear.

But the entire underground square was suddenly illuminated by a red warning light, and a sharp and harsh sound erupted.

The oversized depth stabilizer sounded an overwhelmed alarm.

Under the erosion of this drop of wine, it is impossible to maintain the depth of the current situation!

"Isn't this considered cooking anymore?"

On the audience stage, the old cooking devil Guo shook his head and sighed: "What is the difference between this crude use and bombs? Why don't young people nowadays, one or two, study their cooking skills?"

He raised his foot and casually kicked a bamboo basket under his feet, opening a gap. In the darkness of the bamboo basket, something huge shadow emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the invisible gravity pulled all the leaked abyss sediment and floated into the bamboo basket.

Soon, there was silence.

In the silence, only Miss Huazhi was left sitting there.

Under the slender body, there was a crisp sound of cracking porcelain, and the face... suddenly shattered!

After the cracked face, darkness spurted out, spreading violently like a waterfall.

Endless disasters emerged from the body along with the curse, causing Huai Shi's soul to tremble, be submerged, and begin to slowly dissolve.

Just on Motoko Okiji's exposed skin, in an instant, countless ferocious pupils opened and looked in all directions!

While the safety index soared rapidly, I felt the deepest pain in my soul.

solidification.

He is rapidly... solidifying!

Just swallowing a glass of beer, the curse from the ruler will wrap around the soul, even the tide of crows cannot touch it, penetrate into the bone marrow, and spread to every corner of the consciousness.

The terrifying gravity was pulling on him.

Go deeper into hell.

Now, the crack leading to the abyss has been opened, and the endless darkness has turned into a waterfall, spurting out from his broken body.

Rapidly polluting the surrounding environment.

On the field, the depth began to decrease again, as if he was dragging the entire field... no, an entire mountain range, or even most of Nara into hell.

After the crack on the broken face, countless vines and flowers emerged, spreading outward along the crack, swaying and dancing on their own. The strange plants blooming vigorously in the abyss absorb all the sediment around them and grow rapidly.

And behind Miss Huazhi, her shadow... has begun to rapidly expand and deform!

From a human appearance to a more violent state.

In the end, the ferocious shadow completely broke through the constraints of the arena and enveloped the entire underground space. The aura of madness and violence covered everyone's heart.

Deducing Huaishi's descent into hell!

But what kind of person... would turn into such a terrifying posture after solidification?

It seemed like it was going to swallow up the whole world.

A terrifying aura slowly rose from the ever-changing shadows, and then, endless darkness gathered, condensing into a sacred and solemn crown and light back above the shadows.

Within the empty shell of Motoko Waikiki, the soul that had already been integrated with the miracle was rapidly transforming towards disaster.

The ferocious will sleeping in Huai Shi's soul was finally awakened, and the existence called the Dragon of the End cast an indifferent glance at the world.

Full of ferocity.

"Someone! Someone come quickly!!!

"It's an emergency, seal off the arena immediately!"

From the stands high above, a horrified voice as thin as a castrate shouted: "Hurry, hurry up and get rid of that ghost before it solidifies!"

The door opened with a bang, and the monk soldiers, whose faces were shrouded in white clothes, were summoned.

But the movement stopped abruptly.

Not only because of the indifferent gazes of the cooking demons, but also because of a wriggling arm extending from the bamboo basket at Guo Shouche's feet.

It has the sticky texture of tentacles and is amorphous like fluid, but its slender arms are covered with sharp teeth.

Human, beast, insect, fish... all the teeth that humans can imagine are gathered on that fluid arm.

Stopped in front of the monk soldiers.

"The showdown between the kitchen demons is not over yet."

The old cooking demon looked away from the competition field and looked back arrogantly: "You guys, do you want to interfere with the competition? Hehe, you are not even as good as a girl, so don't come out and embarrass yourself!"

Maki still sat in her seat, never screamed or felt uneasy.

He looked around with a blank look on his face.

It seems that... I don't understand what happened at all.

Well, Miss Huazhi's sound and light effects are so powerful, isn't she about to win? Why are you so panicked?

"This is not a place for you to rely on your old age, Guo Shouche!"

Behind the curtain above the stands, someone asked angrily: "If there is any damage to Nara, can you be responsible?"

"Your place is none of my business."

Guo Shouque raised his head, a mocking smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "To be precise, for this old man... you, a waste that has no taste even in the pot, no matter how many times you die, it is not a pity.

"However, I still kindly saved you!" He grinned and laughed wildly: "Don't you Yingzhou people know how to be grateful?"

"Old man, what are you talking about?"

"idiot."

The muscular chef Vladimir raised his head and glanced at them disdainfully.

"Look, even this Shayi can't stand it anymore."

Guo Shouque laughed happily, showing no mercy for them at all.

As they said, it was Guo Shouque who saved them, although the old ghost had no intention of saving anyone. But to let this group of monk soldiers rush in and interfere with the duel between the kitchen demons, that would be the real bad thing...

Once Motoko Motoko completely loses control, except for a few kitchen demons, everyone here will die without burial!

"Besides... isn't this not over yet?"

Guo Shouque looked at the rapidly cracked and broken back, and Kokokai laughed, his eyes glowing with excitement: "Did you actually swallow them all? What an enviable sight!"

At that moment, in the arena, the broken silhouette that had been stiff for a long time finally slowly raised its head in the darkness.

Underneath the mutilated face, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised.

As if smiling.

He let out a long breath.

He opened and closed his lips, silently expressing appreciation to his opponent!

——Good wine!

Immediately afterwards, it was like turning back time.

The dark waterfall that erupted from the body of Zhizhi Motoko instantly solidified in the arena, and then began to reverse, inward, and shrink inch by inch.

All the flowers and plants that grew and multiplied began to transform as they shrank, and gradually disappeared into the gradually closing outline along with the darkness.

By the end, the rift was bridged.

It was as if nothing had happened, it was just a short sleep, and the beautiful face was still the same, flawless!

Only behind her, the ferocious outline of the Dragon of the End slowly opened its eyes, took one last look at the shallow world, and then withdrew his gaze with a clear and boring look.

Quickly shrink back to its original shape.

After a long time, Huai Shi opened his eyes.

I slowly woke up from this upside-down dream that was comparable to a hangover.

Under the phantom, his face slowly curved, and along with Motoko Omami...

Two pairs of completely different pupils overlapped and quickly became blurry.

Then, Motoko Owaji slowly raised her head and expressed her sincere gratitude to Eliza.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality!"

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but in the silence, Elisa suddenly felt that in front of her... the opponent who looked like a beauty in a painting actually became alive.

It seems like I finally came out of the scroll!

"Has there been any change?"

She moved her fingers slightly under the bar, staring intently at the opponent in front of her, trying to discern any sign of condensation.

But she felt like she couldn't see anything.

If she felt like she was looking at an empty shell before, now she felt that this empty shell was hidden in the mist, and she couldn't even tell whether the other party really existed!

"Thanks to you, I've grown a little bit, right?"

Huai Shi smiled wistfully and looked at the remains of the beer glass in his hand, "I'm so full. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink anymore."

This work created with the Curse of Death is truly an abyss bomb.

Once you swallow it, it's like a whole hell has exploded in your stomach. He was about to reach his limit, and even the crows in the cage of dreams almost died of drunkenness.

He couldn't continue drinking even a little more.

The disaster caused by the curse mark from the ruler was so great that even Huai Shi almost solidified several times during the process.

But unfortunately, he wandered on the edge of solidification too many times.

Too much experience.

What's even more coincidental is... he also wears a trumpet specially designed to replace himself when he is eroded by the abyss!

The non-existent phantom Motoko Kagami ushered in growth in this disaster, just like those games that cheat money talk about elites, spiritual masters coming again, one turn and two turns, and so on.

The old limitations have been broken through, the numerical value has been increased, and the solidification of the shadow has been greatly improved.

Unfortunately, the biggest change is also like a money-grabbing game - the card surface looks better!

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Now, Eliza stared at this opponent who could no longer see the depth and was extremely strange, and finally warned her: "I can make three more glasses of this kind of wine."

"I know."

Motoko Oyoshi said, "But you won't have the chance to make another drink."

"At the end of this round, you'll throw in the towel—"

She repeated what she had said before, smiling, revealing a hint of awe-inspiring solemnity in her past coquettishness and charm: "Because, I have found your weakness."

Forge the furnace, start it up again.

This time, a pure and sacred light rose from the sake, illuminating the pair of dark eyes that looked like abyss.

In this way, holding a small wine glass in both hands, he presented his last work so kindly and respectfully.

"It's time for the sun to rise, Lady Eliza."

She asked, "Are you ready for the dawn?"

Sorry, it’s an update today, but I’m studying how to make Easter egg chapters, and I want to show you Fu Yi’s comic character... (If my comic editor doesn’t come over and beat me up, I’ll show you Ai Qing tomorrow