Diablo Destruction

"Oh oh oh, this is-"

You can't see what's inside the plate at all. You can only see the pieces of golden objects placed on it like works of art. The golden surface radiates a boundless light, and the intense and intense light is just like that. Like a mushroom cloud, it shot straight into the sky. Along with the huge BGM, the entire black cloud rolled into a ball, and golden light burst out from it, finally forming the shape of a fried chicken leg.

After the golden light dissipated, I could see clearly. It turned out to be pieces of fried golden chicken legs. They had just come out of the pot, with steaming white steam rising from them. The air was filled with a mouth-watering fragrance. The golden crispy skin is shining like real gold. Just looking at it like this, it seems that it has cracked and cracked in your mouth.

"Mine is ready too."

At this moment, Hans on the other side roared angrily and raised the plate in his hand high.

There is no doubt that what is inside is a burger. Although it is not as dazzling as Ricken's fried chicken legs, it has a lovely cream-colored bun with some white sesame seeds sprinkled on top, fresh green vegetables inside, and the fragrant smell of butter. , and the thick and juicy meat steak, which makes people salivate. There is only this cute burger in their eyes... No, everything in the world has turned into burgers! !

That's right, if you have to give it a name that is both atmospheric and has a sense of existence that transcends time and space, it would be - Eternal Universe Galaxy Burger! ! ! ! !

Woohoo~~ No, no, no, I always feel that something is wrong. I am going to turn into a Sichuan boy with a red scarf and fall into some strangely set world.

"Come on, brother Alsace, you try it first. My ancestral fried chicken legs are definitely not comparable to that kind of junk food that is just thrown together."

Hans came over diligently and put the plate in front of me. The smell of fried chicken legs and the golden skin seriously stimulated my appetite.

"What are you talking about, that the unique formula passed down by our ancestors for tens of thousands of years is a mess?"

Hans, who had been pushed to the limit of tolerance by Ricken, immediately yelled with veins popping out. Anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his guts. His big greasy hand suddenly reached out to the plate with fried chicken legs, trying to He scratched around with his dirty hands.

Unfortunately, Ricken had already taken precautions and kept a considerable distance from Hans, so that his partial body teleportation could not cause danger. With the speed of the mage, the paladin still had enough room to dodge.

Naturally, Hans's attack did not succeed. Instead, he was ridiculed severely by Ricken. He accused Hans of using dirty tricks because he was afraid that he would not be able to win. Finally, he was proud of himself and regained the spot where Hans's flaming explosive finger had just been hit. Some came.

"Brother Alsace, don't bother with that idiot."

The two of them were fighting, and Hans finally realized the purpose of this time. He no longer paid attention to Ricken's wanton ridicule, took a step forward, and whispered to me.

"Come on, try the taste. I guarantee you will have endless aftertaste. Also, don't eat the fried chicken legs from the guy opposite. I don't know if you have heard of it..."

After saying this, Hans paused for a while, lowered his head slightly, covering the area above his nose in shadow, leaving only a close-up of his mouth, which made people focus all their attention on him. On to what I’m about to say.

"According to legend, the business of his black shop really couldn't continue. He couldn't sell any of the fried chicken legs, and he couldn't eat them all. He had no choice but to throw them away. Naturally, stray dogs from the camp would eat them. , and then, those stray dogs..."

Suddenly, Hans's words sank, leaving countless dark imaginary spaces. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, as if I was brought to the scene by Hans's words, and saw countless stray dogs eating those... Afterwards, the fried chicken leg twitched all over and foamed at the mouth, quickly turning into a horrific sight of a puddle of black water.

I have to say that Hans is very eloquent and can easily confuse people. Is this the terrifying combination of a wise mage + a shrewd restaurant heir?

"What did you say?!!"

Although Hans was close to his ear and spoke very quietly, there was no way he could hide it from Ricken who was not far behind him. As a result, he naturally caused him to kick him, but Hans teleported away as he had prepared. Go away.

"Don't listen to him, brother Alsace, that's the black shop of his. Do you know why I call him a dead fly? It's not just his unknown stuff that is piled up with random things, it's also mixed with dead flies. Flies, especially because any fly flying over that thing and smelling the poisonous gas will immediately die suddenly and collapse."

Ricken explained anxiously that although he didn't have the language skills like Hans, the amiable feeling brought by his neat white hair and beard was more amiable than Hans's funny red hamburger head. Trustworthy, he is also a terrible guy.

If they continue to fight, I might starve to death and not be able to eat. Thinking of this, I coughed a few times to attract their attention.

"Both of you, you're just talking nonsense, let's use our true strength to decide the outcome. Brother Ricken will finish it first, so let's start from his start. What do you think?"

Of course, Ricken nodded cheerfully. Hans thought for a moment and said slowly: "That's fine. Without comparison, how can we show the absolute advantage in taste? It's good to have a stepping stone."

After saying that, he looked at Ricken in a condescending manner, clearly saying that the stepping stone to my success is you!

With a sneer, Ricken resisted the urge and saw the plate was handed to me: "Come on, brother Alsace, eat it while it's hot. The taste will be worse when it's cold..."

Suddenly, as if he noticed something, he turned around harshly: "It turns out that you were just trying to delay time. You are really a despicable and shameless person."

"What are you talking about, I don't understand."

Hans whistled in a very obvious manner, avoiding Rickon's eyes with a guilty conscience and pretending to be stupid.

Although the taste of the burger will deteriorate as the temperature cools down, don't forget who Hans is, the mage. It is not difficult for him to keep the temperature of the burger fresh from the oven.

"Also... let's eat quickly."

Seeing that the two of them were quarreling again, I said quickly and took a piece of golden fried chicken from the plate. This attracted Ricken's attention. Even Hans looked at me with wide eyes. React and stop talking provocatively.

Oh oh, this crispness! !

Just pinching it gently with your fingers, the crispy skin on the golden fried chicken leg was like the clear ice cubes in early winter, constantly making crackling sounds. Even so, it did not break into pieces of powder and fall. I'm not an all-around housewife like Veras, so I can't tell what kind of technical content it contains, but from this detail alone, you can see that it's definitely not easy to do this.

Moreover, this should be fried, but when you pinch it with your fingers, you can't notice any greasy feeling on your fingers. It has a dry and crispy feeling, which makes people immediately imagine that although this is... It's fried, but it doesn't taste greasy at all.

With just a layer of skin, you can see so many skills, and it is still unprofessional. A restaurant that has been around for tens of thousands of years is indeed extraordinary.

Thinking like this, I put the fried chicken nuggets into my mouth with endless expectations and chewed them down in one bite.

"Click."

Um? This feeling……

"Kacha kacha——"

mouth! The mouth is moving on its own! ! It is chewing according to its own will! ! ! No, I can't stop at all. This is so delicious that your mouth can betray you! !

"This is made using the experience passed down by our ancestors for tens of thousands of years, carefully selecting one out of a hundred prairie chickens, and then using the unique craftsmanship of our restaurant. How about it? Brother Alsace, yes Doesn’t it feel like there’s a live prairie chicken flying in your mouth? It’s so delicious that I can’t say anything, wowhahahaha——”

Ricken explained triumphantly, while looking at Hans with contempt, as if to say, you see, this is the true strength of our restaurant, you can only surrender.

The skin is crispy on the outside and the meat is soft on the inside. The most powerful thigh part of the selected chicken is fried at high temperature to completely concentrate the essence inside without any loss. When you take a bite, the essence of the meat will fill your mouth and make you stop. After closing the mouth, the flexibility of the muscles burst out with powerful vitality, just like...

It's like living freely under the blue sky and among the green grass, drinking clear and translucent river water, and feeding on plump grass and insects. Such a healthy and strong prairie chicken spreads its wings and hooves in its own mouth. ! ! ! !

Woohoo~~, no, no, it seems to have been dragged into some strange dimension by Ricken's words. If this continues, the forces of hell will become the dark cooking world, and the alliance will have to be renamed Yangquan Restaurant.

I was moved to tears because of the delicious food. It took me a while to wake up, and I immediately started shaking my head in distress.

I can't be manipulated by these guys again and again. I must hold myself back later and step on the damn otaku's fantasy power into the abyss.

While eating up all the fried chicken legs on the plate handed over by Ricken, I reluctantly added to the bottom of the plate, then glanced at the hamburger Hans was holding, swallowed my saliva, and secretly made up my mind.

"Humph, brother Alsace, are you already shaken? Only after eating my ancestral burger will you truly understand what deliciousness is. Simple things like fried chicken legs are just third-rate craftsmanship."

Hans snorted dissatisfiedly and handed the plate to me.

"This is……"

I habitually picked up the burger with the ten fingers of both hands, and my fingers immediately felt the hot temperature that had just come out of the oven, which would make ordinary people put it down quickly. My first reaction was that this Hans brother is really treacherous.

However, this soft feeling... Soft... Soft...

With a little force of your fingers, you can feel the soft and elastic feel of the two slices of bread, just like Linya's plump breasts... Ahem, um, the weather is really nice today. Let's have a cup of tea. A burger.

After coughing a few times, I opened my mouth wide and bit down a third of this damn burger that reminded me of Pian Pian.

Chew, chew, chew...well, it tastes okay.

The softness of the bread, the richness of the steak, the sweetness of the vegetables, and all kinds of other unspeakable flavors gradually merged together. When you chewed the first bite, you were overwhelmed by more than a dozen flavors. The tongue buds are almost numb, and the taste feels a bit weird, a bit mixed, and not as delicious as expected. However, as I keep chewing, the taste is like more than a dozen twist ropes of different thicknesses, twisted together, and gradually form a fresh taste. Yes, a shocking taste.

Originally, the softness of the bread, the toughness of the meat, and the refreshing taste of the vegetables should be like the senbei bread made by someone. The texture is out of place, but now when I chew it in my mouth, it is surprisingly harmonious.

oh oh! ! This...this is...

At the moment when more than ten kinds of flavors are all integrated, a white light seems to suddenly rise in the darkness, illuminating the whole world.

The theme of this burger... turned out to be... turned out to be...

"That's right, this is the signature of our restaurant. Its theme is not the pine scent of the bread, nor the richness of the steak, nor the sweetness of the vegetables, but what is hidden inside, which can only be revealed after chewing it carefully. The explosion - spicy! Brother Alsace, do you feel it now?! It feels like the whole world has turned into a hamburger!!!"

Hans raised his fingers in a victory gesture and shouted loudly with an expression that was almost fanatical.

The whole... whole world turns into a burger? !

When Hans said this, I completely forgot about my determination just now, and suddenly an idea flashed in my mind, as if I felt something.

In the mouth, the endless spewing of spicy food crackled like firecrackers. Not only in the mouth, but even in the whole mind, a scene like this was playing out, as if the entire universe was shattered and countless stars It's like exploding.

Then, everything returned to silence. After an unknown number of trillions of years, a bright light rose from this silent black universe. Then, just like the evolution of all things in the universe, stars and life appeared in the bright and silent world.

These stars are in the shape of hamburgers, and these lives are like lively hamburgers.

"That's right, the Eternal Universe Galaxy Burger!!"

I couldn't help shouting loudly, and Hans on the side had tears streaming down his face. Although he didn't understand what the Milky Way was, he understood it. The other party had already understood the truth and meaning hidden in the burger. .

The moment after I finished yelling, I immediately woke up and couldn't help squatting on the ground again, shaking my head in distress and trembling.

Wuwuwuwu~~ It’s over, this world is going to end, the four demon gods are going to become the five tiger stars, the old drunkard is going to become the arrogant uncle with splayed eyebrows, and my little salad is going to become a certain red The girl with big breasts is showing off, woo woo, it’s over, everything is going to be over…

"..."

On the other hand, the ten team members who were watching this rather comical scene looked at the sky speechlessly.

"Brother Alsace...it seems that he is easily led by the atmosphere and falls into the fantasy world constructed by others."

Paladin Baal, who doesn't seem to have a bright mind, actually hits the mark with his words. Just like Abrody's blood-sucking white rose that pierces his heart, his words are extremely sharp.

"However, what comes next is the most cruel test for him."

After laughing a few times, Paladin Barr and the other nine people all took a few steps back to avoid being sucked into the whirlpool.

"Okay, brother Alsace, tell me quickly, whose food is more delicious."

After I chewed the whole burger carefully, wiped my mouth, and patted my bulging belly, before I had time to enjoy the delicious aftertaste left in my mouth, two big faces came forward impatiently, with eager eyes. asked.

"..."

I turned my head and looked at the other ten people. When they saw my gaze, they all took a step back involuntarily. The meaning was obvious, brother, go with peace of mind and don't drag us into the water.

So, no matter how I answer, will it be a storm next?

Looking back, I looked at the blazing flames in the pupils of Ricken and Hans. Obviously, no matter which side I judged to win, it would trigger a war. Of course, if we use some unique weapons to make it a tie, If I try to deal with it with a perfunctory judgment, then the spearhead of this war is more likely to be pointed directly at me.

No wonder other people would show an expression of fear and love for this guy's cooking skills. No one can stand this kind of judgmental look.

"Ahem..."

Under everyone's gaze, I wiped my mouth leisurely and snorted coldly.

"It's so superficial."

"..."

"You...what did you say?"

Ricken and Hans seemed to have not heard clearly. They looked at me in disbelief for a while and asked. The others also stared at me in disbelief.

"I'm telling you, you guys are so superficial."

Using my middle finger, I pushed up my imaginary glasses and replied with a sneer again.

"Brother Alsace, I don't quite understand what you mean." Probably because they were really confused by my words, Ricken and Hans were more curious than angry and continued to ask in confusion.

"What? Haven't you noticed yet? It's so superficial. Let me ask you, these ingredients, even if they are placed in the inventory, will not go bad. After all, it has been more than ten days."

Under the gazes of the two people, I pointed to the fried chicken legs and burgers and said loudly.

"Also, can this environment be considered a kitchen? After a battle, can you really maintain your best condition?"

"..."

Seeing that the two of them were still confused, I sighed.

"I mean, are these burgers and fried chicken legs really made in the best condition, under the most perfect conditions, with the most perfect ingredients? Is this really all your strength?"

Of course, if I ask this question, the answer will definitely be...

"of course not!!"

Ricken and Hans, who did not want to lose to each other, answered in unison as expected.

"So, do you still want me to evaluate these dishes that fail to show your true strength?"

This sentence, like a bolt from the blue, flashed through the minds of Hans and Ricken, making them open their mouths and look regretful, unable to say a word.

"Brother Alsace, I really admire you."

As this pair of mortal enemies put their hands on the ground and fell into a serious negative state, I sat back next to the campfire, and Baal next to me immediately gave me a thumbs up.

That is, we may not have any other skills, but when it comes to cheating, we will not lose to anyone.

Of course, it’s easy to be fooled by others, ugh~

"When they prepare everything and let you referee, what will you do then?"

Probably because he couldn't see my triumphant look, Barr said to me in a tone of "You can run for a while but you can't run for a lifetime."

"There was nothing we could do then."

I smiled sinisterly, made a gesture towards Barr - my thumb and index finger were tightly clasped in a circle, in the shape of a gold coin, like an inverted OK gesture, and said.

"Hehehe, when the time comes, it will depend on who gives [this] more."

"..."

The collective was speechless.

"Brother Alsace, has anyone ever said that you are actually a very insidious guy?" For a while, Paladin Baal silently looked up to the sky and thought to himself.

All in all, the storm brought about by these two living treasures Ricken and Hans was finally dissipated by my deception, and it was even more gratifying to finally break away from the world of some strange settings.

Then comes the real celebration party. The decades of grievances between the two teams also represent decades of emotional entanglements. Putting aside those grievances, in fact, they still get along quite well with each other. No, the two teams The barbarians and the two desert warriors gathered in a circle while eating and drinking, and began to brag. One of them took out a few dice, and it seemed that there would be a few more later.

Baal and Kira's mage were also restless. They got together with Rickenhans and the others and started making noises. The remaining Amazon sisters and male and female assassins were relatively silent, but this was due to their professional nature. It's not that I don't enjoy this atmosphere.

"Brother Alsace, what are you looking at there? Come on, come on..."

The idiot was indeed not worried. Before half an hour had passed, Hans and Ricken had recovered from the depression of blasphemy against the sign passed down by their ancestors. They were swaying back and forth with their arms around each other. I thought they were brothers.

At this time, Ricken noticed me sitting alone and couldn't help but say hello. Although I didn't want to get involved in the whirlpool of stupidity between the two of them, I still enjoyed the atmosphere. After a moment of hesitation, I said He came up with the bowl in hand.

"Come on, come on, I am so happy today, I will treasure it for many years..."

After saying this, Ricken mysteriously dug into the inventory, then made a magic gesture and raised a large jar of wine high.

"You guys, didn't you say you want to quit drinking? You still keep such a thing secretly, are you still a captain?" Hans asked without missing any opportunity to attack his opponent.

"Ugh, I didn't drink. I usually take it out to look, touch, and smell. I really didn't drink. Damn it, damn it!!"

Ricken immediately retorted loudly with tears in his eyes. The heroic and tragic aura displayed by a child who was like a child holding back something he liked shocked Hans for a moment.

Naturally, even the four barbarian mercenaries and desert warriors who were in the mood for gambling put down the dice in their hands, ran over to get a share of the pie, and then simply snatched a jar from the hands of the howling Riken and started again. plate.

Don’t underestimate the Amazon sisters. Spirits are one of the common items in the Amazon tribe. These Amazons have been exposed to it since they were very young, so they are all good drinkers.

Well, except for Sister Sharna.

My drinking capacity is average, and I am in the mediocre and lower level like myself, but it is still much better than Sister Sharna. I drank a few bowls under the strong tactics of Ricken and Hans, and now I am a little drunk.

I remember that every time I drink, it always ends in tragedy. This time I must hold back and never say anything drunk.

"Hiccup~~"

After burping, I half-closed my eyes and put my hand on Ricken's shoulder.

"By the way, hiccup~~, brother Ricken, I said... um... by the way, that guy..."

I pointed at the wizard opposite, that Kira, and asked. I originally wanted to ask in a more obscure way, but now it seems that it doesn't matter anymore, hahahaha...

"Ki...my name is Kira."

He was also a little drunk, shaking his head at the mage in his mind, pointed at himself, and replied.

"Oh, let me just say, it's Kira, it must be Kira, hahahaha..." While smiling, I put my head up to him mysteriously and whispered to him like a joint of an underground organization.

"Actually, I have a friend named Aslan, and he knows how to explode."

"Oh?" Kira tilted her head drunkenly and thought about it.

"I don't know much about sowing seeds, but I know how to sow seeds. My grandfather used to be the top leader in the village. He seems out of shape. Hehehehe."

After saying that, Kira stood up in a serious manner and made a hoeing posture that was completely out of shape, causing everyone to applaud.

So, under the influence of alcohol, such meaningless and even suspicious conversations continued.

"Hey, what happened to Gris and Hannah? How pitiful they are sitting there."

After a few bowls of wine, I narrowed my eyes and looked around. I found that the assassins Gris and Hannah were meditating in a daze. This kind of laggard behavior was not acceptable.

As soon as I said these words, everyone's attention was attracted. Even the four barbarians and desert warriors who were gambling and drinking on the other side stopped the dice and wine bowls in their hands.

Everyone focused their attention on Gris, and then, suddenly, without any warning, except for me and Hannah, all ten faces showed malicious looks that could even be described as insidious. I shivered.

What's going on with these people? They suddenly show such expressions. What are they planning? But it seemed that it had nothing to do with him and was all directed towards Gris.

There were ten such intensely malicious glances. Although Gris tried his best to close his eyes and rest, his eyelids still twitched unconsciously.

"Yes, how can Gris be allowed to sit here alone?"

Ricken smiled maliciously and spoke first. If it were him, it would be understandable. After all, Gris belonged to the team of his mortal enemy.

"That's right, Gris, come on, let's give everyone some face and have a drink."

However, now even Gris' captain Hans handed the wine bowl to Gris with a conspiratorial look on his face, which puzzled me.

"Looking at the wine bowl in front of him, he turned his head and looked at ten sinister eyes one by one. Gris moved his lips slightly and answered concisely.

"I want to keep vigil."

"Oh, if that's the case, it doesn't matter. My ghost wolf can replace it." I answered from the side very much for Gris or Xiang.

"That's right. You've seen the strength of Brother Alsace's ghost wolf. Don't you still believe it?" Everyone immediately cheered.

Gris was silent and glanced at me slightly, his eyes as cold as ever, but I could feel a strong resentment inside.

Hey, did I do something bad?

Then, looking back, in front of everyone's expectant eyes, I saw the refreshing wine bowl, full of momentum, and a tragic gesture of raising my head to drink.

"GuluGulu——"

He swallowed the sake in big gulps, and with the sound of swallowing, he did not stop raising his head to drink. Instead, he drank naturally, raising his head, and raised his head, and drank the last drop of sake in the bowl. When he stood up, his whole body bent ninety degrees and lay directly on the ground.

The beautiful angels seemed to feel sad for him, and sang sad songs to him above the clouds.

"Always walk alone..."

"Boom——!!"

Along with the heavy sound of falling to the ground, the singing stopped in shock, and Gris fell asleep with his face flushed.

This is the assassin Gris, a good man who gets drunk easily.