Chapter 422: Blood of Behemoth, Finals Begin

Sapphire Manor.

The study was elegantly decorated, with crimson curtains drawn tightly to block out the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the center of the room, there is a huge round cast iron pot.

Even in a dim environment, the gems inlaid on the handles on both sides of the cauldron still emit a beautiful and flawless light.

Mammon's eyes turned green. He hunched his back, activated the "Spirodontosaurus" form, and said hoarsely, "Can I take these two gems out?"

"If you pick it, I'll pick you!" Yeats warned.

Mammon was not interested and complained in his heart... When you see my real body, you better have the courage to say this! It was not easy to bring back Arenil, but I still have to be on guard against the greedy little cat.

Ye Zhi shook his head and took Mammon back into the ring to prevent it from drooling at Arenil.

"Is this the legendary cauldron?"

Gray paced around Arenil, excited, and said, "With this, Ye Zhi, are the dishes you cook more delicious?"

"That's just one aspect—"

Zuanya stood at the edge of the cauldron, looking like a hard-working and meritorious official, and said with pride:

"Arenil can also apply the two abilities of transformation and elemental power to combat. It is a legendary artifact that combines both offense and defense!"

Arenil's size and weight can be changed freely, and he can float in the air according to his will.

In other words, relying on its tonnage to directly hit people can also cause effective damage.

The flawless gem inlaid in Arenil gives it the power to carry any element. It is immune to water, fire, wind and thunder. It can completely absorb the enemy's elemental spells and return them to the opponent.

Zuanya introduced: "Back then, the divine chef Ander used Arenil to contain the heavenly thunder and used it to cook divine food - he relied on the elemental power of Arenil!"

Hildreth, who was listening silently, said thoughtfully:

"So, Arenil... can also be used to bear the thunder drawn by the spiral sword?"

The question that Hilde asked was also what Yeats wanted to ask.

He saw Hastings' sword in the semi-finals - a spiral sword that was said to be able to attract thunder.

If Arenil can bear the thunder from heaven, then he can completely achieve a restraining effect!

"Of course!"

Zuanya snorted, "What the hell is a spiral sword? It's just a sword that appears in epics. Arenil is a legendary pot, a divine weapon made of the same material as Gungnir and Mjolnir!"

Ye Zhi's heart moved slightly.

The rewards of this trip were quite great. We got the legendary kitchen utensil [Arenil], which is no less valuable than the [Silver Oak Sword]!

More importantly, due to its characteristics, the Silver Oak Sword should not be used in public, so as not to affect its ability to "hide destiny."

As for Arenil, he obtained it from the Food Association in a fair and honest way.

Even if it is used directly in the next final, no one will be able to say anything!

“Hehe~”

The purple pig Behemoth circled around Arenil, smelling the ancient scent of the iron pot, as if he had seen the steaming delicacies, and drooled with greed.

Now I can eat with my mouth full of oil~ "Stop playing and bleed Behemoth."

Although Mammon was unhappy about being locked up in the small dark room, he still reminded her out of duty as a familiar: "Its blood is one of the materials for recasting the Nibelung Ring. Right now, it is just right to use Erenil to hold it, so that no magic power will be lost!"

"clear!"

Ye Zhi picked up Behemoth with one hand and the dagger-like Hidden Blade of Trickery with the other, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just letting you bleed, it will be fine soon..."

Behemoth howled like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah~!"

I haven't even had my food yet, but I've become the dish first!

It is not an easy task to let Behemoth bleed. Yezhi took great pains to collect a small bowl of "Behemoth's blood", and then used the "Undead Regeneration Spell" on the weak-looking Behemoth.

Under the cover of the dark green light, Behemoth's wounds healed quickly, and the dark green life force that seemed to have evil nature made Behemoth's face regain its color.

"Ah?" Behemoth turned around in surprise and looked at the wounds on his body.

Huh? It's already healed? This is amazing!

Ye Zhi smiled kindly and said, "Take a break, Mr. Bei, we'll have a second round of blood later..."

Behemoth shed tears.

Yeats, you are not a poet!

[Blood of Behemoth] can not only be used to recast the Ring of the Nibelung, but it itself is also an invaluable potion material.

The Behemoth before us is just a juvenile... When it grows up fully, its blood will become even more precious.

Ye Zhi looked at the pitiful purple pig curled up in the corner, stroking his chin, and thought to himself: "Loyalty is also a problem... I have to let Behemoth experience the warmth and kindness of the sun!"

That afternoon.

Yeats gave Behemoth a big meal.

Behemoth ate all the food cooked by Arenil for the first time.

Behemoth ate until his belly was full. He lay down in the shade of a tree and looked up at the sky, thinking contentedly...

With this change... I don't think I've lost out! "With Arenil, the pressure of raising Behemoth will be reduced a lot. I don't have to hunt monsters for it anymore."

In the manor garden, Ye Zhi looked at the increasingly sturdy Behemoth and thought to himself: "As long as Behemoth can be upgraded to the Sanctuary level, the power of Behemoth's Blade will also increase. By then, it will have an advantage over Gajeborg..."

The duel tournament was scheduled for the afternoon with the semi-final between Hastings and Collina.

Before the competition, Louis specially sent someone to invite Yeats to the palace for a chat and learned from him the details of the Arenil Trial.

Upon learning that Ye Zhi had passed the test with almost no effort, Louis' eyes flashed with a strange color, and then he encouraged her lightly:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Although Irenil is sealed in the Roland Kingdom, it is the legacy of the Divine Chef... Since the Divine Chef values ​​you, you should become Irenil's new master. I won't ask about it."

"But." Louis changed the subject, "I hope you can see me in the finals and see the style of Arenil."

Louis yearned for the power of the legendary weapon and wanted to take this opportunity to see if he could achieve it.

Yeats agreed to Lewis' request.

And that afternoon, he watched the duel between Hastings and Corinna.

Although Golina is a swordsman of the Roland Kingdom and is good at duels, she was at a disadvantage in the power contest with Hastings. After one of her swords was cut off by Hastings' spiral sword, she weighed her strength and decided to admit defeat.

Golina participated in this duel tournament in order to investigate the saint's relics.

Since Ye Zhi had already promised to search for the saint's relics with her, there was naturally no need to compete to the end.

At this point, Yeats and Hastings have entered the finals together and will compete in three days.

at the same time.

The news that Ye Zhi passed the trial on the top floor of the Feast Tower and obtained Arenil has gradually spread.

Both the Moonlight Sect and the Golden Lion Kingdom were in uproar.

The bards said that there was new material for the legendary deeds of the Duke of Honeysuckle! Three days later.

The finals of the Roland Knight Conference officially kicked off.

On the day of the finals, everything was going well.

Both Celine, the Saint of the Moonlight Cult, and Varian, the President of the Food Feast Association, arrived at the arena in person.

During these three days, Ye Zhi had become familiar with and mastered the various uses of Arenil.

In the corridor of the arena, the thunderous cheers shook Yeats' eardrums through the walls.

Ye Zhi looked down at his palm. In his palm was a shrunken cast iron pot, shining brightly. It didn't look like a cooking utensil, but more like a forged work of art.

Putting his hand back, Ye Zhi walked towards the end of the shadow of the passage, and light and cheers came together.

On the ring, stood a man in black armor like an iron tower, with a scrutinizing gaze through his cold helmet.

His voice trembled, like a beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood, unable to restrain its desire for battle, and the clanging metallic voice was hoarse and cold.

"Yezhi...I look forward to...your challenge."

Ye Zhi looked at the figure in front of him. The master who was out of reach a year ago, now had a will that was small and weak...

No, to be precise, it is the growth of one's own will.

"I don't want to ridicule." Yeats said calmly, "You are not worthy."

The black-armored man laughed hoarsely: "Such arrogance... Such ambition..."

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"Then let me completely crush your arrogance!"

Bang! Almost at the same moment the game bell rang.

Hastings suddenly stepped on the ground, kicked out a strong wave of air, and rushed over quickly! Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It shouldn't take too much time to play with you."

Ding! Ding! Ye Zhi drew his sword and rushed forward. Soon, the two figures were fighting each other. Their figures were hard to see, and the swords made continuous clanging sounds! (End of this chapter)