Chapter 256: Dragon Head Stewing Soup and Inviting Xi
“Ronnie, do we really have no chance of winning?”
Oken, the god of forging, often appears in the image of an old man with a white beard. Among the goblins, he is affectionately called [Big Daddy] by the goblins.
Now, the eldest father of the goblin was smoking a long cigarette rod, frowning and asking Ronny Delaunir, who was captured by the forest elves and suddenly returned.
“You’re a loser, Big Daddy, you didn’t see the battle scene at that time. Compared with the power of the marrow bomb and the casual attack of the God of War, it is not worth mentioning at all, but compared with the existence of defeating the God of War. In comparison, this is even more true.”
After traveling for two days, Ronnie returned to the goblin base camp with a wry smile and answered his eldest father's question.
But his perception is actually wrong. The God of War is indeed one level stronger than other gods, but this is not the case with the Marrow-Ignoring Explosive Bomb.
This goblin commander regarded the God of War who became stronger after fighting Broly as the power that the God of War had before the war started.
But in fact, what he saw at that time was Artosh becoming stronger at a rapid speed.
However, the scene of the fight between the God of War and the Saiyan boy, who had doubled in strength, made the God of Forging, Oken, somewhat silent.
"I knew there was a strength gap between myself and the God of War, but I didn't expect the gap in strength to be so big."
"Big daddy, don't be discouraged. If you decide to fight the being who defeated the God of War, then I, Ronnie, will do the same." I will fight for you."
After saying this, the goblin commander was hit on the head with the cigarette pole in his hand.
"Don't use your words on me. I'm not the kind of old stubborn who fights even though he knows the enemy is invincible."
"Big daddy, what do you mean?"< br>
"Forging good equipment requires good materials, but if I don't have good materials, can't I make good equipment?"
The situation is stronger than the person, and the survival of the family must also be considered, Ouken The decision has been made to abandon the Star Cup.
“As long as I am alive, even if I miss the Star Cup, I believe that one day in the future, I will be able to build equipment that surpasses the Star Cup.”
This is just a dream, the Star Cup is omniscient and omnipotent. It is a conceptual device. Even if Oken is the God of Forging, it will never be possible to forge equipment that surpasses the Star Cup.
However, gods always have dreams. A god without dreams might as well directly penetrate his own soul.
And creating better equipment is the meaning of Oken's existence in this world.
In other words, as long as He is allowed to continue forging, Oken doesn't really care who becomes the only god.
Of course, if possible, Okun must think that it is best to be the only god.
But there is nothing we can do about it, His strength does not allow it.
“I won’t compete for the Star Cup anymore, but the future of not competing for the Star Cup still needs you to grasp it.”
Oken is an enlightened god. He doesn't have much desire for power and devotes himself to forging.
"The future..."
Ronnie was also a little confused, he didn't know what the future would be like.
. . . .
The dragon spirit suddenly came to seek help, which was somewhat unexpected.
But in fact, this was unexpected.
Regin Levi's original idea was just to check the situation first, but he had no intention of directly committing his work.
This was a decision made immediately and decisively after sensing the danger.
"Levi, your tail is so long, can you give me a small piece so I can taste your taste?"
Facts have proved that there is no problem with her decision. , the being who had just joined and defeated the God of War flew over and said some sarcastic words to her.
Regin Levi doubted that if he had said a step slower just now, his head would have been cut off and hung in front of Abant Heim like the dragon in the past.
“If I could, I would love to do it, but in fact I can’t.
The essence of our dragon elves is a container that contains a special space.
The past and future of the dragon elves will be reflected in the special space.
While this brings us dragon elves unlimited power, it also brings us a huge weakness. < br>
That is, as long as the container is slightly damaged, even if it is only a minor injury, the injury will be infinitely magnified due to the characteristics of infinite reflection and reverberation..."
Levi's words are a bit complicated, but The translation is just one sentence: Dragon Spirit Either you don't get hurt, or you die if you get hurt.
Like cutting off a dragon's tail and giving it to others, it's basically a matter of killing the dragon.
" Hey, if you just cut off your tail, you dragon elves will die from it? You dragon elves are really fragile enough! "
Lei Jin Levi: "..."
As the ultimate life form after the gods, it is the first time that dragon spirits dare to say that they are fragile.
However, there is something irrefutable. Compared to the God of War in the past, and compared to the boy who defeated the God of War, the dragon spirit species is really fragile.
"You're right, what about my tail?"
"Since it will kill you, I won't eat it, and I'm not very greedy."
Broly said, swallowing, with a look of disappointment on his face that anyone could see.
"Actually, you can still taste our taste."
Seeing this, King Conglong felt relieved and said.
"Hey, are you willing to sacrifice yourself so that I can taste it?"
Broly asked quickly.
“That’s not what I meant.”
The Conglong King quickly shook his huge head and pointed towards Abant Heim with his tail.
"My former dragon was hunted by a Flügel, and its head is hanging there. You can eat that."
"Hey, isn't that a decoration?"
Broly was a little surprised, then overjoyed.
Immediately, he flew over and took off the dragon head facade of the Flügel.
The dragon head has been hanging for more than ten years, but it is somewhat dry.
For the air-dried meat, Broly thought of cutting it into cubes and stewing it in soup.
While Abant Heim was slowly flying in the direction of the Elf, Broly took the huge pot sent to him by the Ex-Machina and started to stew it on the Sky City. A pot of dragon head soup.
In addition to the main ingredient of dragon head, there are also many other ingredients, including the seafood creatures that some Flügel intercepted when pumping the sea.
“It smells so good~”
Not long after, a strong fragrance rose and wafted over Abant Heim.
Some Flügel sniffed and flew over, curiously looking at the boy who was throwing things into the cauldron.
"Lord Broly, what are you doing?"
"Stew."
"What is stew?"
"It's delicious."
Broly has already tasted the soup, and this pot of stewed dragon head soup tastes good.
No, one after another, Flügel are attracted by the smell.
“Can we have a taste?”
And these Flügels were quite curious. When they came here and smelled a clearer smell, they looked forward to asking Broly. .
"Of course."
Broly is not in the habit of eating alone. He is happy to share food with those around him.
Soon, the Flügels who came here lined up in a long line. One by one, they came to the pot and opened their mouths to wait for Broly to feed them, like nestlings waiting to be fed.
The boiling hot soup is not a problem for them. After being fed by Broly with a big spoon, they will taste it next to them, and their faces will gradually show a look of happiness.
“What did you do again?”
Not long after, Jibril, who flew over here carrying Croni, asked.
Following Fan Lou, and further behind is Hubie carrying Rick.
"It's stew, here it is."
Broly didn't waste any time. He took out the bowl he had prepared and filled a large bowl for Jibril and others. Soup.
Compared with other Flügels, these wives have the right to have their own dishes and chopsticks and jump in line for soup, and Rick also enjoys the same treatment because of Croni.
"It's hot, but delicious!"
Clonie's eyes lit up after taking a bite.
Although these days, Broly always takes out some delicious food for them in this city in the sky.
But compared to this soup, the taste of those things is a bit worse (cheap stuff), but it is already comparable to some of the food eaten in dreams.
“Woo, another bowl!”
While Croni was still cooling the soup in the bowl, Jibril had already finished a bowl, so she held up the bowl and wanted more.
"I want it too." Fanlou followed closely behind, licking his lips with his pink tongue, looking like he still had something to say.
“No problem.”
Looking at the rising happiness values of the three of them, Broly was also very satisfied, and gave Jibril and Fanlou another Added a bowl.
"Lord Broly, are you looking for a wife?"
The other Flügel looked a little envious and asked directly.
"Of course I can, but you can't."
Broly replied.
“Why not?”
The other Flügel were unconvinced.
“Because the Crystal Palace doesn’t recognize it.”
Hearing this, these Flügels were a little disappointed.
“But you can be my extra wife.”
“Can you give me a bowl, like Jibril, and add soup without queuing up?”
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"If you want a bowl, you can order it with Excha. You don't have to queue up to add soup. If there are more people to help with the soup, that's also possible. However, the official wife will still have priority in drinking the soup, and the outside wife will take second place. No. My wife’s last.”
Broly gave his priority for sharing food, and the Flügels around him looked at each other and signed up enthusiastically.
“I want to be Lord Broly’s secondary wife.”
“Me too.”
“For the soup, I made it~”
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Watching from the side, Rick thought it was a little outrageous, but when he thought about the fact that the Flügel didn't know much about his wife, he thought it was reasonable.
Anyway, they are all serving Broly, the young husband, so there seems to be no burden on them to have multiple nominal wives.
"By the way, Mr. Broly, can I also be your secondary wife?"
Suddenly, Rick asked this question, and his intention was just to make a joke. , but I didn’t expect...
"Of course."
The Saiyan boy replied directly and affirmatively.
"Wait a minute, young lady, you are not for both men and women, are you?"
Rick became nervous and asked directly.
“I don’t eat people.”
Broly didn't hear the other meaning and answered seriously.
"By the way, what kind of stew is this? It's so delicious."
At this time, Croni interrupted and asked.
"I used dragon heads, sea fish, and some vegetables to stew it."
Broly answered.
"Hey, did you attack those dragon elves?"
Jibril asked curiously.
"No, the dragon head I used is the one hanging in front of Abant."
Broly shook his head and explained.
“Oh, it turns out to be the head of Distant Light, huh?”
Jibril reacted and looked at the Saiyan boy with wide eyes.
“You stewed it with the dragon spirit heads I collected?!”
“Hey, is that your thing?”
“It’s not mine. Is it still yours?”
Jibril was a little crazy, that head was a dragon spirit that she had defeated alone.
It was highly collectible and was a souvenir, but now it was stewed by Broly.
Broly: "..."
Picked up the bowl, made another bowl of soup, and handed it over.
"Then drink more."
Jibril: "???"
He put down the bowl and rushed towards Broly.
“I’ll fight you!”
The Flügels around were shocked and quickly carried away the big pot of delicious stew.
“Bang bang bang~”
After a full attack, Jibril turned into little Jibril and was carried back by Broly.
"My brain, damn it, I have to drink a few more bowls!"
Unable to defeat Broly, Jibril, who became smaller, turned her grief and anger into appetite, holding a big bowl and munching on it.
This is her treasured head, and she must pay for the loss.
Broly was a little embarrassed. When he took the ingredients, he didn't ask clearly whose ingredients they belonged to.
Fortunately, Jibril's happiness value did not drop very much.
After drinking the soup again, it went up again.
However, after finishing the soup, Jibril became a little sulky again.
Broly apologized and tried to make the other person happy, but failed.
“It’s just a dragon elf head, why is she so angry?”
Fan Lou is a little confused.
"That was the trophy that Jibril got after fighting six times and wandering on the edge of death six times before killing the dragon elf alone.
At that time, Lord Artosh praised her, and Jibril He has always been proud of this and hung the dragon elf's head on Abant's. Until now.
Well, the soup tastes really good.”
Azriel licked her lips and answered Fanlou’s question. She didn't mind the stuffy thing, anyway, it would be fine after some time.
“I might be able to help.”
Fan Lou walked forward, stretched out his hand and pulled Broly's clothes and said.
"It's great that you can help, but, Fan Lou, how can you help?"
Broly was a little confused.
“My power contains the part of [please hope]. As long as you sincerely make a wish to me, then I will fulfill your wish.”
Fanlou is the original god , she possesses the most creation power, and the reason why the orc-like fox people worship her stone-like marrow as a god is not because they recognize the marrow and want to create foxes. God of man.
But Fanlou, who has fallen into an inactive state, sometimes responds to the wishes of these fox people in a hazy state, and the overflowing power realizes the wishes of some fox people, thus making some fox people aware of the existence of her divine essence. extraordinary.
"Then I hope that Jibril will not be angry."
Broly did not doubt Fan Lou's words, and directly made this wish to this godly wife. The wish was sincere and strong, and with Fan Lou’s intentional response, it was realized.
I saw a milky white light emitting from Fanlou's body, and Broly's strong thoughts were involved, extending to the eaten dragon's head skeleton.
There was a clicking sound, as if a pair of invisible hands were putting the scattered bones back together. The dried dragon meat emerged between the dragon bones, and the dragon scales covered it back piece by piece.
After a while, the eaten dried faucet reappeared in front of everyone in a fresher way.
“This is a power of creation even more powerful than Lord Artesio?!”
All kinds of gods have a little bit of creative power, but none of them can compare with the original Fan Lou. God.
"The head is back, Jibril, don't be angry."
Fan Lou easily accomplished the task of recreating the dragon's head. He walked up to Jibril and shook her.
"I'm not angry anymore. I'm not angry anymore. By the way, can I make a wish to you?"
Fan Lou: "Huh?"
"If there were two heads, we would I can make that soup again.”
Fan Lou: “Hey!”
(End of this chapter)