I saw the divine light in Zhao Fuyu's eyes suddenly surge, as if golden light shot out and disappeared into the tentacles of the evil god in his hand.
Then he formed a pair of pliers with two fingers of one hand, pointed directly at the center of the numerous suction cups of the evil god's tentacles, and continuously and frantically poked them, only to hear waves of crisp sounds like falling screws on the cooking table.
'ding ding dong dong'
Many diners took a closer look and saw that countless sharp teeth flashing with cold light were torn out abruptly.
Being part of the evil god's tentacles, these sharp teeth not only have the function of being sharp, but also contain a huge amount of toxins that would kill anyone who touches them.
It can be said that these things are one of the reasons why the evil god's tentacles are so difficult to deal with.
Of course, compared to the special energy source originating from the evil god that is being released all the time, which can have a crazy influence on people at any time, these toxins are just a small problem.
Yes, in addition to the meat that is so hard that it is almost inaccessible, the most critical and difficult thing to remove is these special energy radiation sources.
That is to say, they are all called part of the power of the abyss.
To get rid of this part of the power, or turn it into a member of the cuisine, Zhao Fuyu needs to spend a lot of methods.
And obtaining these poisonous fangs from the tentacles of the evil god with bare hands is the first step!
Taking out the densely packed fangs, they quickly piled up into a hill. From the outside, one would never have imagined that such a small tentacle of the evil god could have so many teeth and the like.
After all, judging from the size of the teeth, they are already much larger than the tentacles that are as long as an ordinary person's forearm.
Of course, this is a part of the evil god who is almost at the level of a true god. It is normal to have some mysterious places.
Zhao Fuyu was not surprised at all. Instead, he followed the unseen feeling in his heart when dealing with it.
He has completely constructed the recipe in his mind, the most crucial point of which is to make the same thing from the same thing!
It is said that wherever poisonous snakes are infested, there must be an antidote within a hundred steps.
This is about the natural conflict between living things.
When a creature embarks on the path of transcendence, it is constantly reversing this natural limitation of life and death, constantly transcending, until it becomes a true god, that is, it completely aligns its own way with the natural way of heaven and earth.
This is the 'Way of Truth' and the God of Truth!
No matter where a true god-level being goes, in any world or universe, his extraordinary power will not diminish, because all extraordinary energy fundamentally originates from himself.
But to deal with such ingredients, as if every cell has its own infinite energy source, what Zhao Fuyu has to do is not as simple as it seems.
Removing the poisonous fangs is only the first step. The next step is even more difficult, which is the scales on the tentacles of the evil god!
Different from the fangs, the fangs themselves are weapons that can exert effects and can naturally be discarded at any time. They are not so directly connected with the evil god's tentacles. If Zhao Fuyu wants to deal with them, he can just use his bare hands.
But the scale armor is something that is integrated with the evil god's tentacles, and it is also the hardest part of the evil god's body after he was promoted to the level of a true god.
It can be said that as long as these scales are dealt with, it will not be that difficult to deal with the evil god's tentacles later.
For Zhao Fuyu, this is also a very difficult thing.
Fortunately, he has a multi-world restaurant that can generate kitchen utensils for various materials.
Although it is just a kitchen utensil, it also means that he is not helpless in handling these special ingredients in the multi-world restaurant.
You must know that the most critical part is the extremely sharp knife. Only such a kitchen knife can deal with the existence of the true god level.
If it were on the body, the evil god's tentacles would not be cut off so easily, but now that it has fallen into Zhao Fuyu's hands, it is much easier.
Easily cutting through the fleshy skin connecting the scales and tentacles, Zhao Fuyu peeled it off from the tentacles, and then immediately sent it into countless snowflake salts for forcible pickling.
The pickling jar is like a green dragon entrenched, and just placed on the cooking table, it also shows that it is extraordinary.
Even Kamado Tanjiro, the diner who has been here for the longest time, has never seen Zhao Fuyu take out kitchen utensils of this level, including the kitchen knife in his hand. When it was picked up from the back, it seemed to be branded with something special. traces are the same.
Just by looking at it, the sharp blade seemed to have cut through his soul, causing him to feel an inexplicable palpitation.
The same situation also happened to Ghost Eye Kuang and Mibu Kyoshiro. Because they practiced kendo themselves, they paid special attention to sharp instruments. When Zhao Fuyu took the kitchen knife that had been blessed by the power of the multi-world restaurant, After taking the knife, he was keenly aware of the changes that had taken place in the knife.
However, compared to Tanjiro who was just chopped off his mind, these two were much more sophisticated in swordsmanship, so they naturally saw more, and the counterattacks they received were even more shocking.
It was almost as if they saw a sword light that created the world and cut off their hearts and souls. That kind of strong edge directly crushed all their respective sword intentions completely.
At the same time, their breath plummeted.
But after all, in the multi-world restaurant, this plummeting did not hurt the foundation. Instead, because the original sword intention was crushed, there were still two or three points of tenacity of the sword intention left in the scattered sword heart. There was no rout.
It has also become the core of the two men's efforts to recover from their injuries.
Kendo is not afraid of failure, but is afraid of losing the firm resolve to fight.
It was obvious that even if their combat power fell below the bottom this time, the benefits they could gain were equally astonishing. Those indomitable swordsmanship would become the foundation for reaching a higher level.
This also attracted the attention of other diners around them, who noticed the terrifying nature of Zhao Fuyu's kitchen knife.
But the most important thing is that when Zhao Fuyu let go of his hand, washed the kitchen knife and put it back in its original position, the terrifying sharpness seemed to disappear.
I can't find it at all.
After Zhao Fuyu peeled off that layer of scales, he put it directly into the Zhuanlong pot, added a lot of salt, and marinated it!
You know, this is a god-level ingredient. Even if it uses special dragon scale mineral salt that condenses a large number of gourmet cells, it is almost impossible to penetrate the taste.
But with the power of time, this kind of miracle is possible!
The concept of time possessed by the Zhuanlong Kettle far exceeds the limit that a true god level can withstand in a general sense, not to mention that this is not a complete true god level!
If it were a complete true god-level ingredient, perhaps Zhao Fuyu would have to recall the spirit of the Zhuanlong Pot that travels around the world.
But it's just a part of the scales on a part of the tentacles, so the current power is enough!
Accompanied by a bright blue light flashing, a dehydrated and somewhat shriveled scale armor was taken out from inside the Zhuanlong Pot.
It also made Lei’s movie look on with surprise!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
