I was just fishing, how did I become a Great Old One?

Koprulu Sector, deep in the void, the Amon Line.

"Buzz——————"

The sound of tens of thousands of Protoss carriers charging simultaneously caused a resonance in the void.

It was a low-frequency hum that filled you with despair.

Countless golden interceptors emerged from the aircraft carrier's hive, densely packed like a swarm of golden locusts, instantly obscuring the purple background of the void.

Behind these small aircraft, the main gun prisms of hundreds of Void Radiance ships had been deployed, and thick red beams of light were converging.

"destroy……"

Eamon's voice echoed on the communication channels of every warship.

"Turn this filthy spaceship...to ashes."

……

"filthy?"

Jiang Li stood on the bridge of the Deep Blue Gluttony, looking at the firepower network on the screen that was enough to vaporize a planet, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out and pressed the huge red button in front of him.

The button had a handwritten label on it: "Serve the food".

"Swann!"

"Turn the pump pressure to maximum!"

"Nozzle scattering angle 180 degrees!"

"For these ignorant aliens..."

"Take a shower!"

"Alright! Industrial-grade high-pressure soup pump...start!!"

……

[Skill: Gluttony - Red Oil Waterfall.]

"puff------!!!"

Hundreds of modified high-pressure jets simultaneously opened on the massive abdomen of the Gluttonous King Insect.

No missiles were launched.

What shot out was a sky full of golden-red liquid.

That is the [Soup of Salnaga Reincarnation].

In the empty vacuum environment, these liquids did not freeze or dissipate rapidly.

Because they contain the divine power of Orus and the high temperature of the Hellfire Cauldron.

They transformed into a vast, torrential downpour of red oil, colliding head-on with the oncoming golden fleet.

……

First wave of contact: interceptor swarm.

Millions of interceptor aircraft were the first to be affected.

The moment those sophisticated, psionic-powered little drones crashed into the red rain.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The red oil did not corrode the machine.

However, it infiltrated the interceptor's psionic core.

That domineering "spicy and savory" energy, through the psionic link, was directly fed back into the minds of every Protoss pilot controlling the interceptor.

"ah!!!"

Inside the aircraft carrier, countless Protoss pilots covered their heads (or rather, their sensors).

Their eyes, which were already reddened by Emon, instantly turned even redder due to the intense stimulation (this time it was spicy).

"It's hot! It's so hot!"

"But...it smells so good?!"

The once orderly and bloodthirsty interceptor group suddenly resembled a swarm of drunken flies.

They started circling and crashing around in the air, and some even turned around and flew back to the mothership.

"What's wrong? Is the navigation system malfunctioning?"

"No! It's the pilot... the pilot is drooling (psychic energy overflowing)!"

……

Second wave of contact: Main fleet.

The torrential rain continued to move forward.

Soon, the rain fell on the shields of the Void Radiance Ship and the aircraft carrier.

The Protoss's plasma shield is said to be able to defend against all physical and energy attacks.

but.

They never designed a defense algorithm specifically for "hot pot broth".

This soup contains the power of the Xel'Naga's rules (the fusion of all things).

then.

The blue shields, upon contact with the red oil, not only did not repel it, but instead absorbed it like a sponge.

"Slurp—"

The originally blue shield instantly turned... orange-red.

It also has a strong buttery smell.

……

Flagship: Shield of Sagulus.

This is the flagship of the Golden Fleet, the ship of Thranduil.

At this moment, the proud goddess commander (in a corrupted state) was standing on the bridge, looking out the window in disbelief.

All she could see were red oil droplets.

"What kind of biological weapon is this?!"

Thranduth roared.

"Activate the purification system! Get rid of this filth..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The ship's ventilation system (Protoss ships also have gas exchange systems used to cool the psionic core) suddenly roared.

A plume of red steam shot out from the ventilation duct.

It instantly filled the entire bridge.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Thranduil was choked and took three steps back.

That spiciness seeped into her nerve bundles through the pores of her skin.

The voice of Eamon that had been whispering in her mind:

*【Destruction... Slaughter... All things return to one...】*

Suddenly, it was forcibly drowned out by another voice:

*【Beef tripe...beef aorta...another plate, please...】*

……

A clash of wills.

"No!!"

Thranduth clutched his head, struggling in agony.

"Get out of my head!"

"I am Amon's blade!"

No, you are not.

A familiar voice came through the steam from the chili oil.

That was Tadalin's voice.

At this moment, the Taldarim were standing at the bow of the Gluttony, holding a megaphone (a psionic amplifier) ​​in their hands.

"Thrandis!"

"Still not awake?"

"The 'oneness' that Amon gives you is cold death."

"And what we give you..."

"It's a vibrant life!"

"Feel it!"

"Feel this...smell that ignites the soul!"

……

"combustion……"

Thranduil stopped struggling.

She slowly raised her head.

Her eyes, which were originally scarlet, were still red, but now they were... the red of being brought to tears by the spiciness.

Her nerve bundles no longer received Eamon's cold commands.

Instead, an unprecedented warmth has arrived.

"This feeling..."

Thranduil looked at his arms, which were glistening from the steam of the red oil.

"It's like... returning to the sunlight of El."

"No, it's even more passionate."

"Is this... the taste of freedom?"

……

chain reaction.

With the flagship commander wavering.

The command chain of the entire Golden Fleet broke.

More and more Protoss warriors broke free from Amon's control under the "red oil baptism".

The main guns, which were originally ready to fire, all went out of service.

The communication channel, which initially featured shouts of killing, transformed into a cacophony of sounds:

"Water! Where is the water?!"

"This flavor...it's a bit intoxicating!"

"Commander, shall we continue fighting? I feel like I need to eat something..."

……

The Last Fortress: The Spear of Adun.

Although most of the fleet had fallen.

But there is one ship that still stands tall.

That is the Spear of Adun, a super ark that stretches 74 kilometers at the very rear of the fleet.

Its shield is too thick.

Moreover, its core system is driven by independent solar energy fragments, where Emon's will is most firmly rooted.

"A bunch of useless trash."

The acting executor of the Spear of Adun (Amon's puppet) coldly watched the chaotic fleet ahead.

"Activate the solar ray gun."

"Target: That oil-spraying spaceship."

"Burn them all, including these traitors."

"Sizzle—"

At the bow of the Spear of Adun, three orange beams, powerful enough to slice through a planet, began to charge.

……

"Boss! That big guy's about to unleash its full power!"

Tex looked at the huge high-energy reaction point on the radar and broke out in a cold sweat.

"That's the Spear of Adun! One shot could string us all together!"

"Don't panic."

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the giant ship that resembled a spear.

"Thick-skinned, huh?"

"So, you're saying you'll have to suffer the consequences if you don't listen to reason?"

Jiang Li turned around.

"The World Tree!"

"Here!" Alice replied.

"Gather all the roots... together!"

"Woven into a...giant straw!"

"Isn't it trying to emit energy?"

"Then let's...pour something in it."

……

[Tactics: Spear of Adun - Soup Dumpling Plan.]

"Ergou! Cover!"

"Woof!"

Two Dogs transformed into a gigantic yin-yang symbol, blocking Gluttony's path.

"Solar rays! Fire!"

Three beams of destructive light shot out.

Er Gou opened his right mouth (to devour the black hole) and forcefully withstood two of the attacks.

Although it was scalded and screaming, it held on.

The remaining streak grazed the armor of the Gluttony, severing several of its tentacles.

Take advantage of this break.

"Go! Spear of the World Tree!"

Jiang Li shouted loudly.

The roots of the World Tree beneath the Gluttony instantly twisted into a golden drill with a diameter of 100 meters.

With the divine power of the Xel'Naga.

It has the attribute of armor penetration.

The bridge shield pierces straight at the Spear of Adun.

"Snap!"

The once indestructible shield was as fragile as an eggshell in front of the World Tree (also a god-level creation).

The root drill bit pierced directly into the interior of the Spear of Adun.

It was deeply inserted into its energy conduit.

……

"Link successful!"

Swan shouted.

"Boss, the passage is open!"

"very good."

Jiang Li grinned maliciously.

He placed his hand on the lever of the high-pressure soup pump.

It was pushed hard to the bottom.

"Give it to me...!"

……

"Glug glug glug————"

A massive, piping hot soup, concentrated with extra-spicy chili oil and high-energy gas.

Follow that thick root.

Like giving an injection, it was frantically injected into the body of the Spear of Adun.

Inside the Spear of Adun.

Those golden pipes that originally flowed with pure solar energy.

It instantly turned...blood red.

The red oil flowed through the pipes and spread throughout the entire spaceship.

It flowed through the barracks, through the forge, and through every stasis chamber.

……

"Warning! Energy pipeline has been compromised by an unknown fluid!"

"Warning! Core temperature too high!"

"Warning! Solar energy debris has caused... a change in taste!"

On the bridge.

Amon's puppet commander was completely dumbfounded as he looked at the red oil steam billowing out around him.

This ark represents the pinnacle of the Protoss's technological achievements.

now……

It turned into a giant pressure cooker.

And it's also...infused with flavor.

……

Awakened Phase Technician.

Deep within the Spear of Adun, in the core chamber of solar energy.

A short, stout Protoss engineer named Kelax is being bound by Amon's shadow energy.

Sudden.

A drop of red oil dripped down the crack and onto his face.

"Zzz."

The burning sensation made him suddenly open his eyes.

"This is……"

Kairax sniffed (non-existently).

"This precise... proportion."

"Capsaicin, oils, spices... the perfect golden ratio."

"This is simply...an engineering miracle!"

His instincts as a technician instantly brought him to his senses.

He broke free from his restraints.

Rushing to the console.

"Eamon's program is riddled with bugs!"

"But this soup... is perfect!"

"Reset the system!"

"Connecting to... the hotpot network!"

……

The outcome is decided.

With Kairax's defection.

The main cannon of the Spear of Adun went out.

The red light, which originally represented hostility, slowly turned into... a warm orange-yellow (hot pot color).

The entire spaceship stopped vibrating.

Like a well-fed whale, it floats quietly in the void.

……

"We won."

Jiang Li released the control lever.

He looked at the golden fleet ahead, which had completely "changed color".

Tens of thousands of warships exuded a faint aroma of red oil.

The killing intent had vanished.

Only... appetite.

"Communication access".

The screen lights up.

Thranduil's face, still streaked with tears (and looking hot), appeared on the big screen.

She looked a little disheveled, but her eyes were clear.

She looked at Jiang Li.

There was a long silence.

Then, a standard Celestial Ritual (En Taro Tassadar) was performed.

However, this time, her lines changed.

"En Taro...Hotpot (for hot pot)."

"Thank you for your hospitality."

"It's very spicy..."

"But...it was so much fun."

……

The Last Supper.

The Golden Fleet is dealt with.

The path to the deepest part of the void has been completely opened.

Jiang Li looked at the last patch of darkness ahead.

That is where Amon's true form resides.

"Alright, guys."

Jiang Li clapped his hands.

"Clearance complete."

"Now, we have a fleet to help us."

"And there's another Spear of Adun serving as... a cargo wagon."

"Next."

"It's time to meet that... behind-the-scenes boss."

……

Eamon's fear.

Deep in the void.

For the first time, Amon, the god of darkness, felt... fear.

Through the misty void, he saw the fleet that once belonged to him, but now had become "hot pot believers".

He saw the biological warship that had been eating his Void Ripper like a sea cucumber.

He also saw the human standing at the bow of the ship, holding a razor, looking at him as if he were a pig.

"This is impossible..."

"The cycle of reincarnation should end..."

"All things should return to stillness..."

Why...?

"Why would there be such a monster... that eats everything?!"

Eamon's voice trembled.

His enormous true form, composed of void energy, unconsciously shrank back a little.

……

"Trying to run away?"

Jiang Li seemed to sense that Eamon was about to retreat.

He raised Occam's razor in his hand.

He pointed towards the depths of the void.

"Swan! Reduce the sauce over high heat!"

"Full speed ahead!"

"The final main course of the night..."

"It is called... [Void Stew: The Fall of a God]".