Food Poems

Chapter 192 Alchemy Lantern, Red Wine Stewed Wyvern Meat

The two-legged flying dragon was covered in dark green scales, its wings stirred up a strong wind, and it swooped down suddenly with a ferocious face, exhaling dark green poisonous mist.

In medieval heraldry, the wyvern symbolized plague and conquest. Even the manticore, which is also a poisonous beast, would be afraid of the venom of this terrifying creature!
Beowulf is obviously a hunter and works well with his partner.

This lynx is agile and attracts the attention of the wyvern in front. Beowulf draws his bow and arrow beside him. His arm muscles are as tight as iron, the bowstring is pulled to the limit, his eyes are fixed on the direction of the arrow, and the arrow seems to be gathering momentum and surging with flames!
Combat skill: Fire Dragon Arrow.

boom!
The arrow was like a roaring fire dragon, suddenly cutting through a blazing flame, shaking the air, and exploding on the head of the two-legged flying dragon, instantly raising billowing smoke!
Bows and arrows are often described as the specialty of agility heroes, but in fact, longbows focus more on strength.

The longbow of Beowulf has a bow arm made of yew wood and a bowstring made of the tendons of a two-legged flying dragon. It is of rare quality and can only be drawn by someone with divine power.

With the help of this enchanted longbow, the fire dragon arrow was so powerful that Helga, who had golden hair and lion ears, had a hint of strangeness in her eyes.

She thought to herself that she could never compare with this strong man in archery.

However, Helga had seen the horror of the mutant wyvern, and it was definitely not something Beowulf could defeat alone!

The smoke cleared.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning and the strong stench of the evaporating poisonous fog.

The wyvern's scarlet eyes were filled with rage and ferocity. It spread its thick, warty green wings and attacked Beowulf!

"The law of smoke without injury, right?"

Ye Zhi complained in a hurry and blew a whistle. The owl circling in the clouds swooped down as prepared, its eyes as sharp as torches, and three balls of deep blue arcane energy quickly gathered around it.

Three arcane missiles, like three meteors, streaked across the sky and quickly shot towards the wyvern!
The wyvern was extremely cunning, and its attack on Beowulf was just a feint. It turned back halfway, grabbed the lynx with its pair of sharp claws, and flapped its wings to carry it into the air.

The big mountain cat struggled and howled violently, but was unable to escape the claws of the pterosaur.

At this time, the Snow Owl's arcane missile arrived and bombarded the back of the wyvern.

boom!
The evil beast roared in pain and subconsciously loosened its claws. The mountain cat screamed and fell from the sky!

Beowulf, who was wearing a bearskin cloak and was as strong as a barbarian, was unexpectedly agile. He took two steps at a time and pounced to catch the mountain cat in his arms.

Boom!
Beowulf turned his face to the sky, looked down at the safe and sound mountain cat in his arms, and grinned:

"You can trust me completely."

The bobcat's pointed ears trembled, and without saying anything, the black pupils in its yellow eyes suddenly shrank into a point, reflecting the falling snowflakes in the sky!

The frost elements in the air quickly condensed, as if a blizzard was about to fall. This was a sign of a high-level spell! The mountain cat cried out in disbelief:
"Look! That owl is using a fourth-level spell!"

Beowulf looked in the direction of the sound and saw a snow-white owl confronting a wyvern under the sky. Its aura was even stronger than that of the wyvern. It must be a king-level monster!
Where did this snowy owl come from?
Just as Beowulf was feeling confused, he saw the Snowy Owl condense into an ice storm like a freezing cold wave.

The storm brought with it hail, rain, snow and strong winds, like a catastrophe of nature, swallowing up the wyvern in an instant!

"Well done." On the cliff, the silver-haired boy's clothes fluttered in the cold wind and praised, "Shoot it down, Snowy Owl!"

"Gu!" The Snowy Owl obeyed the command and continued its fierce air battle with the Wyvern.

The king-level oppressive feeling restricted the power of the wyvern, but the wyvern was about to break through the fourth ring and had to endure the pressure. Even its aura was still rising little by little!
Ye Zhi's eyelids twitched. Not daring to underestimate the enemy, he ordered Snow Owl to attack as quickly as possible, fearing that this two-legged flying dragon would make a breakthrough before the battle like Xiao Yan.

The main reason is that the opponent has the advantage of time and location, is already on the verge of promotion, and is facing the pressure of death, so it is very easy for him to explode!
Beowulf was shocked. This king-level owl was actually the pet of the noble boy!
King-level magical beasts are all powerful creatures that are proud by nature and dominate all directions.

Even a fourth-ring beast tamer may not be able to contract a king-level magical beast. Even if he is lucky enough to get one, he must be careful to prevent the magical pet from backlashing.

The fact that an owl could possess king-level power had a huge impact on Beowulf's worldview.

Ye Zhi could actually control the snowy owl with ease. Could it be that he was actually a high-level animal trainer?

Helga also had countless doubts.

Ye Zhi is a three-ring transcendent, this is what he admitted with his own mouth. How could he be able to control king-level monsters and make them obey his orders?
She couldn't help but feel fortunate again for her decision to join the baron.

However, Helga still did not dare to relax, because this wyvern also mastered the fourth-level spell, Thunderstorm!

Thunderstorm was far more powerful than Lightning Summoning, and there were magnetite veins in Fengqi Valley, which made Thunderstorm even more terrifying: amidst the thunder, there would be rubble and metal swirling, lightning and iron spikes falling like a rainstorm. It was this move that caused heavy casualties among the Scorpion Lion Mercenaries!
Call ~
The wyvern was no match for the snowy owl and flapped its wings to try to escape.

Seeing this, Ye Zhi took out a beautifully carved silver-white flintlock pistol, and moonlight fighting spirit surged in his palm. Under the characteristics of this "Lunar Eclipse", it was transformed into a silver-white bullet made of moonlight, and he aimed at the wings of the two-legged dragon.

Combat skill: Moonlight Sword!
Bang!
The bullet drew a crescent-shaped arc and exploded on the wings of the wyvern. This was the characteristic of the "Combat Skill - Moonlight Sword", which made the sword skills as unpredictable and unexpected as the moonlight!
Gray was surprised and asked, "Yeats, why do your bullets turn?"

Ye Zhi said calmly: "It's very simple, just shake your wrist quickly when the bullet leaves the chamber!"

Gray: っД)っ That sounds reasonable!

Rumbling--

There was a low roar from the sky, dark clouds gathered quickly, and then a flash of lightning tore through the night. Thunder roared, strong winds raged, a large tree was uprooted, and a lot of rubble gradually floated in the pale lightning.

"Be careful, this is the thunderstorm spell of the wyvern!" Helga warned.

Every flash of lightning is accompanied by thunder, shaking the valley. The sky and the earth are shrouded in darkness. The two-legged dragon hovers in the sky where the wind is howling. The air is full of electric charges. As it flies with its flapping wings, thunder continues to strike the earth!
"Everyone, stand behind me!"

Beowulf roared, took out a shield from his back, injected fighting spirit into it, and the shield suddenly grew larger into a giant round shield!
Yeats was surprised and identified the origin of the shield. It turned out to be a rare equipment, the "Beowulf's Shield" that appeared in "Beowulf"!
This is of the same level as the Thousand Transformation Mask. Ye Zhi was quickly relieved, thinking that it must be the equipment passed down by his ancestors.

As long as we recruit this talent into the territory, won't this shield also shine for Morning Frost Ridge?

Beowulf stepped forward, raised his huge shield, and protected everyone behind him. The light released by the huge shield formed a huge barrier that blocked all the lightning bolts falling from the sky!

The pterosaur let out a shrill cry, spread its wings to the maximum, and continuously absorbed the lightning elements surging around it.

Every living creature has the instinct to survive. Ye Zhi speculated that the wyvern originally wanted to use the geographical environment of Fengqi Valley to accumulate strength and slowly break through, but now it is on the verge of death and has no choice but to take the risk!

Helga frowned: "It wants to be promoted to the fourth ring!"

Beowulf laughed: "Death is the only way to survive. Monsters are just like humans!"

"Gray, scare it with your dragon power," Ye Zhi ordered.

"Huh?" Gray was surprised.

"Your dragon might has a suppressive effect on the wyvern." Ye Zhi said, "Now is the critical moment for promotion. If you use your dragon might, you can leave a huge shadow on the wyvern."

Gray suddenly realized that the dragon blood in her body stimulated an invisible pressure, which turned into a strong wind blowing in all directions.

This is the talent that Grey gained after being promoted to a three-ring warlock. It sounded like a dragon's roar, echoing in everyone's ears!

Beowulf looked at Gray in surprise.

What's wrong with this girl? More like a dragon than a wyvern?!

Although his ancestors were dragon slayers, Beowulf could tell friend from foe clearly, and continued to deploy the "Beowulf Shield" to protect his teammates from the thunderstorm. The roar of the wyvern suddenly stagnated, and under the dragon's roar, he felt a heavy hammer falling, his eyes went black, and he was immediately hit by the backlash of thunder and fell from the sky!
Boom!
"Everybody, get up together!" Yeats shouted, holding the Eclipse pistol, and using 'Action Like Tide' to fire out a burst of fire like an automatic pistol, with moonlight bullets gushing out.

bang bang bang~
The two-legged dragon still retained a bit of its strength, struggling to swing its tail covered with poisonous thorns, forcing everyone to retreat.

But it was already powerless to save the situation. Ye Zhi flashed forward, and the sharp blade danced with a series of smooth sword skills like water waves, "repairing" the two-legged dragon. Finally, there was a silent loud noise, and the two-legged dragon fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Zhi felt that the divinity of the Wild Hunt in his body had become stronger, and the way of chivalry was about to be promoted to the Three-Ring Knight under the inspiration of the Wild Hunt.

"In other words, the way to become a Wild Hunt Knight is to keep hunting..."

Ye Zhi muttered, "My fellow countryman, you and I are quite compatible."

Ye Zhi's promotion to the Second Ring Knight was achieved by relying on the divinity of the Black Knight, and he received the blessing of "Analyzing the Opponent".

Since he is not affected by the conflict of divinity, he can also rely on the Wild Hunt divinity to ascend.

Hunting this wyvern made the Wild Hunt divinity in his body more active. Yeats deduced that by hunting another three-ringed beast, he could meet the Wild Hunt's promotion requirements and become a Three-ringed Knight.

"Before the Night of Walpurgis, I have to upgrade all three professions to the third ring, so that I can increase my self-protection ability to a certain extent..." Ye Zhi said secretly.

During the post-war inventory, Yeats asked Grey to go to the wyvern's lair to see if she could find some spoils.

Beowulf's lynx was injured, with deep cuts on its abdomen that had turned blue. The venom had penetrated into its body, making it almost impossible to heal.

The strong man in the bear skin was so anxious that he shed tears, and the mountain cat licked his cheek and comforted him.

Yeats had the means to heal the mountain cat, and thought that if he asked him for the "Beowulf's Shield" in exchange for healing the mountain cat, the other party might agree.

But Yeats thought about it and still did not make a request. He said to Beowulf: "Bring it here. I have a way to cure it."

Beowulf's eyes widened and he quickly picked up the lynx.

Ye Zhi cupped his palms, and the sweet and clear Minerva Spring gushed out from his palms, and he let the mountain cat lean over to drink.

The mountain cat stuck out its tongue, rolled up the spring water and put it into its mouth, then its eyes widened.

"Honey, how do you feel?" Beowulf asked worriedly.

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore!" said Bobcat in shock.

Ye Zhi smiled slightly: "This is my blessing. I won't tell you the specific source. The effect is that it can expel toxins, so it can cure mountain cats."

Beowulf was so moved that he choked up and thanked him again and again.

Yeats asked Beowulf indirectly whether he had any idea of ​​working for the nobles. He said that he and the mountain cat were used to being nomadic adventurers.

"You can go to Morning Frost Ridge and stay there for a few months." Ye Zhi smiled, "Maybe you can adapt to the settled life."

Beowulf thought for a long time, and finally nodded. He then handed the bow in his hand to Yeats and said seriously:

"You saved my magical pet, so I should give you my most precious shield, but this is a relic of my father's generation, so please forgive me... This Azure Fire Dragon Bow has the enchantment 'Combat Skill - Fire Dragon Arrow', and I believe you can make good use of it."

The Blue Fire Dragon Bow was of rare quality and was at the same level as the Eclipse Bow. Ye Zhi's archery skills were not very good, but Gray was very good at long-range tactics, so it was just right for her to use it.

Ye Zhi accepted it generously and put it into the space bag for Grey. At this time, Grey returned from the nest and shook the lantern in her hand, with a blue flame burning in it.

"I only found two useful ones. This one looks more valuable. It seems to be an alchemical lantern?"

Ye Zhi felt a little regretful, as he thought he could pick up a dragon egg.

However, this alchemical lantern is of rare quality.

[Soul-Caller's Lantern. A rare lantern that burns with a never-extinguished blue flame. It can be used to summon and drive three will-o'-the-wisp flames. Features: Soul-catching.]

[Soul Capture: Shake the lantern to trap the spirits of weak ghosts, shadows and other undead creatures into the lantern. The more spirits you collect, the stronger the will-o'-the-wisp you summon.]

“Carrying a lantern? Collecting souls? Thresh, right?”

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "However, this lantern is quite practical. At worst, it can be used as a magic torch."

In addition to the lantern, Gray also used the deerskin used to wipe his beloved axe to hold a piece of topaz that sparkled with golden light and handed it to Yeats.

[Thunder Jade Citrine: Citrine is endowed with rich lightning elements due to lightning. By absorbing the lightning elements inside the gemstone, it helps to comprehend lightning spells.]

This gem is suitable for snow leopards.

Although it is not yet at the third level, once it is promoted, it can begin to learn the fourth-level spell Thunderstorm in advance.

Ye Zhi plans to ask the sewing craftsmen at the Knight Academy of Jianhe University to make dragon leather armor from the dragon skin of the pterosaur to upgrade Gray's equipment.

The poison sac contains homemade poison, which can be used to poison arrows.

Of course, there is also the most delicious wing meat from the wyvern. Yeats plans to use red wine, onions, carrots, and mushrooms as ingredients to cook a pot of [Red Wine Stewed Wyvern Meat]!
Beowulf was teasing the mountain cat on his shoulder. Seeing Ye Zhi taking out a complete set of kitchen utensils from the space bag, he was stunned and said:
"My Lord Baron, what are you going to do?"

"Cooking." Ye Zhi sharpened his knife and smiled, "Make a stew with the wyvern. It tastes very good. Do you want to try it?"

Beowulf froze in his place.

The venom of the wyvern is extremely terrible. My mountain cat was almost killed by the poison just now. Baron Yeats actually wants to use it to cook?

The mountain cat showed a look of fear on its face. It pushed Beowulf's cheek with its paw pads and shouted in fear:
"If you eat that kind of stuff, you'll die!"

Ye Zhi said happily: "You will know if you try it, Gray, come and help me make a fire!"

Originally, Ye Zhi planned to contract a fire pet to help with cooking.

On second thought, now that I have the 'Soulcaller's Lantern', it seems that I can command three balls of will-o'-the-wisp to help me control the temperature?
The more Yeats thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

Among the schools of alchemists, there are necromancers who use will-o'-the-wisp to make medicine.

As a gourmet, it makes sense for me to use will-o'-the-wisp to cook!
Yeats decided to try it another day and concentrate on the wyvern wings.

"Ms. Grey..." Helga asked Grey, who looked calm, in a strange tone, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Maybe... because I'm used to it."

Gray scratched her hair.

Not only do I not hate it, I actually want to try it!
(End of this chapter)