"This is something I didn't expect. I thought this was an exclusive show for the God of Food Cult."
"Indeed, it seems the Gourmet Cult is under a lot of pressure. After all, the people who came to Boravice this time are all geniuses within the cult. They believe in food, and while they don't specifically pursue gourmet food, the pleasure of consuming it is undeniable."
On the rostrum, Bishop Kellos of the God Eater Cult said with a dark face, "Can you please tell those two to shut up?"
He originally thought that this was an exclusive show of the God of Food Cult, but he didn't expect a wild boy to show up halfway. If he lost, how would he go back and explain to the Pope?
"Don't worry, there's soundproofing magic down there, it won't affect them."
As soon as Kong finished speaking, the competition began below. Compared to Peterbi, who made flames appear out of thin air with a wave of his hand, Tser used firewood.
His fingers carved in the air, and a red rune fell and ignited the firewood. Tser secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally succeeding for the first time.
"Pitby of the God of Food Cult chose a sixth-level demonic sheep as the ingredient, while Tser only used the second-level fire chicken raised by Faox!"
"It seems that Ci'er is very confident!"
The younger brother of the Gewei brothers, Little Gewei, looked at the two talking and asked his older brother, Big Gewei, in surprise: "Why are they talking so much today?"
In his eyes, Delain was a tough guy with a soft exterior, who was timid and hesitant in doing things, while Ryan was mature and steady, and not a chatterbox.
"This happened after I drank Master Ceci's pot of medicine."
"Oh~"
After listening to his brother's explanation, little Gewei finally witnessed the horror of wizards. Wizards are definitely two different species from pharmacists.
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