Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

The sky above the woodland.

The air flow is very violent, and the wind blows on the body a bit cold and even painful.

At this time, the exhausted Greg Lu was almost unable to delay the actions of the giant Devil.

He made a choice, intending to fight to the death in the end.

With the help of the poison frog to contain the giant Devil, Gregger lifted the burning [Flame Weaver] high and swooped towards the giant Devil with the help of [Adventurer's Wings]!

His target is still the eyes of the giant Devil.

Devil felt it and waved his hand to block Greggrew's attack.

But Greg Lu is not a magical arrow that can't turn.

The mana wings on his back flapped, swiftly drew an arc in the air, passed Devil's obsidian-hard arms, and then hit the giant Devil's face.

The two-handed giant sword with flames stabbed fiercely into a huge Devil pupil!

In an instant, the burning sound and smell, the touch of the piercing hand, and the stickiness of the serum bursting out of Devil's pupils, Greg Lu's various sensory feedbacks were messed up.

With a hit, he was exhausted but extremely excited: "If I can go out alive, this battle will be enough for me to fight for half my life. If I go out alive..."

The giant Devil was so painful that he roared, twisting his arms and grabbing his face.

At this time, Greg Lu was physically weak, unable to avoid it at all, curled up with the golden energy wings on his back, and completely wrapped him, which was regarded as the last means of protection.

The giant Devil held Greg Lu.

Click.

The huge Devil palm pressed hard, and the wings that shrank into a ball instantly shattered.

"I still can't beat it, damn... It's a big loss to follow the guy from Donne." Greg Lu thought this way, closing his eyes and waiting calmly for the end of own. "But this is an adventure."

But after the energy wings shattered, the subsequent attacks did not arrive.

Even the giant Devil squeezed Greg Lu's hand, and it began to twist and collapse.

Thick black smoke overflowed everywhere.

Then I heard the black goat screaming of "Baa—", and the call became louder and louder.

Greglu opened his eyes again in confusion.

I saw that the giant Devil, which was originally seven or eight meters high, was collapsing and turned back into a herd of black goats.

Greg Lu himself fell from the air.

The tongue of the poison frog on the side flew out, pulled his body, and put him on the ground.

Subsequently, the five-meter-high toxin behemoth also disappeared.

All around, there are only "Bao" sheep crying one after another.

But at this moment, those Devil black goats were not as ferocious and aggressive as they were when they first appeared on the stage.

It is like losing the leader of a sheep, an ordinary sheep without independent opinions.

"What is it, Don Don, you won." Gregru breathed a sigh of relief, and lay on his back on the ground.

It's really, still alive...

...

On the other side of the battlefield.

"Remember? A long, long time ago, there was a halfling woman. She said that your weakness is in your heart." Don's voice sounded from behind Devil Baphomet.

Baphomet wanted to look back.

But his Devil body, which should have been strong, was unable to exert any force at this moment.

Devil's consciousness slowly dissipated.

He lowered his head and saw only the blade of a long sword that looked extremely ordinary, which had pierced his chest from behind and pierced his heart.

The blade of the long sword that shredded his Devil's heart was shaking slightly.

"This bug, why does he..."

Bafengte thought that this ability to leave an illusory double, and the body flashes within a few meters of the [double] seems to be unique to the shadow deer in the ruins.

But why is this bug too?

It's just that the chaotic brain can't think, and Devil the sheep head can't understand such a problem anymore.

"In contrast, this bug is like a cunning Devil." This was the last thought in Baphomet's mind.

Then, his vision suddenly went black.

It's all over.

Just now, within the control time of a few tenths of a second created by the combination of [sweetness] + [charm].

Dorn seized the opportunity and opened the [Stand-in].

It was just the tenths of a second that [Charm] took effect, so Baphomet didn't react to Don's small movements at all.

In Devil's eyes, Dorn still raised the [Benevolence Communicator] high and fell in mid-air, looking like he was about to blow his head.

But in fact, at this time, Dorn had already moved quickly behind Bafeng with the effect of [Substitute].

His target of attack has never been Baphomet's head.

The [Ruyi Scepter] in his hand quickly became the appearance of [Pale Justice].

According to Baphomet's vest, there was a severe back stab!

Sheep's head Devil's physical defenses were originally high, especially his hard Devil skin, which can't be cut in by ordinary weapons.

However, after repeated punctures on the front part of the tongue of the poison frog, Baphomet's back skin was already scarred, and the oily Devil blood was constantly leaking from the wound.

The defensive ability on his back was deliberately depleted at the link that was dragged into the dream tortured.

Therefore, the [Ruyi Scepter], who copied the two-thirds of [Pale Justice], was sharp and hard to be the essence, so that it could pierce Baphomet’s chest smoothly at the last minute.

That Devil's heart was crushed.

Her observation of the halfling Mi Mi, who was more than two hundred years ago, is correct.

Baphomet’s weakness is indeed in the heart.

Because of Dorn's powerful backstab attack, he directly emptied the remaining nearly 5,000 HP of Baphomet.

It was an execution attack!

Dorn has completed the beheading of Devil Baphomet!

After piercing Baphomet's chest, the [Ruyi Scepter], who became [Pale Justice], trembled excitedly, even emitting a small metal echo.

This is the first time [Ruyi Scepter] has killed an enemy as an upright weapon since making kitchenware for so long!

System tips: Battle settlement, output damage 17468, gain 116387 experience, level Ascension.

System reminder: You have a new email, please handle it in time.

Donn did not immediately check the own panel.

In this battle to kill Baphomet, he almost squeezed out all his Mental Energy because of the frequent release of spells.

There is really no drop left.

Donne is too tired.

Therefore, he simply posed in a big font, collapsed on his back, his chest rising and falling, and gasping for breath.

From the perspective of Dorn lying down, one can see the spires of trees above the jungle, lush, swaying gently with the forest wind.

Up the forest, it is a blue sky with only a few floating clouds.

"Is this azure blue sky of this relic?"

Dorn exhales freely, and he can smell the smell of soil and grass.

Everything is vivid.

It feels good to be alive...

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