Chapter 674 No Transformation Allowed

Huai Shi felt the unspeakable trend.

It was as if a crack suddenly opened in the sky, and a torrent of turbidity spewed out from it, trying to swallow up everything and completely dissolve it...

Just in the blink of an eye, the world in front of him changed from the original arena to the dazzling glass palace.

Bloody light fell from the sky, almost engulfing him.

The terrifying pollution is so huge that even if you just look at it, you can feel a feeling of restlessness...and a dry mouth.

Subconsciously, Huaishi pulled out resentment.

Countless crow feathers proliferated from the hands, and the cathartic blood seemed to be pulled by invisible gravity, forming a vortex, entangled on the blade, and continuously submerged into the cage of dreams.

It was like rain falling from heaven.

The crows were screaming excitedly, bathed in the blood light, shaking their steel wings, jumping around, and opening their mouths to welcome the rain of blood falling from the sky.

Just lunch time!

Feeling the admiration and joy from the crowd of crows, Huai Shi scratched his head, but he did not feel proud. Instead, his expression became gloomy under the changes in reality.

What the hell is this?

The entire Satomi family seems to be shrouded in a giant secret ritual, which still has a faint aura of divinity... Is it a miraculous imprint originating from the history of the gods?

Although it is slightly complicated, it does not damage the nobility and grandeur. Just a simple disturbance can distort the current situation...forming 'wrinkles' such as 'miracles' or 'disasters'.

Everyone seemed to disappear in an instant, and there were only screams and screams coming from the distance.

Only the opponent remains in front of him.

And his grill.

Just after the blazing flames, Vladimir slowly completed the final marinating process and prepared for barbecue.

There was no fluctuation in his expression.

Not paying attention to the changes around him... No, it would be better to say that he had expected it.

Recalling the other party's weird soliloquies before, Huai Shi suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"So, is this what the plan change means?"

"I'm really sorry that I can't tell you directly. After all, it's confidential."

Vladimir shrugged slightly: "However, even though it was a change of plan, I didn't expect the situation to be so dangerous... So I felt really sorry, so I paid an extra 30 million in labor fees, right?

Let me tell you, the boss is the kind of guy who appears to be cold-blooded and ruthless but is actually very easy to feel sorry for in his heart. Well, when I say that, I feel like I am from Yingzhou, hahahahaha..."

"Don't you have any objections to being left here as a thug?" Huai Shi sighed in surprise: "You are really an excellent tool, Vladimir."

"Actually, I don't mind if you call me Varya, it's my Christian name... As for the rest, I don't care."

Vladimir said calmly: "You have to work when you receive money. Since you are paid by the employer, whether it is smuggling or murder and arson, you should complete it with due diligence. As long as I am worthy of the remuneration, I actually don't mind the task. What’s the content of.”

"Therefore, Miss Huazhi..."

The burly and shirtless cooking demon raised his eyes, stared at the opponent in front of him, and issued a challenge: "If possible, can you be my enemy and compete with me here?"

"Sorry, if I don't have the 520 red envelope, I'm going to take a shower. Hehehe, let's talk next time, 8."

Huai Shi picked up the blade of resentment, turned around, and walked straight to the distant door, completely ignoring Vladimir's invitation and challenge.

He has more important tasks to complete.

Even with the protection of those crows in the shadow, Maki is still defenseless against this demonic world, but there is no time for him to waste.

"It doesn't matter, I've expected it."

As he passed the grill, he heard Vladimir's voice: ""So, I will use super fast production methods..."

With a twist of his wrist, he pressed the valve.

Instantly, a pungent smell hit his face among the confusing and fragrant aroma in the wind. It was so hot that after just one breath, I almost choked and couldn't breathe.

It was the oil pump that was turned on.

Adding fuel to the fire.

But even if it was just to add fuel to the fire, how could he be so violent?

The strange fire with iron as carbon suddenly rose up, boiled out from the small heart of the furnace, turned into a tornado, swirled and expanded, and spread instantly.

The bright silver color, like melted iron slurry, instantly engulfed the entire Vladimir.

But the burly silhouette still highlighted its existence in the violent flames. Bathed in the crazy heat in the air, Vladimir was laughing furiously.

And from the dancing flames and billowing smoke, Huaishi actually felt the presence of a huge amount of metal particles.

Cobalt, lithium, beryllium, magnesium, aluminum, boron...

Even as an alchemist, he can easily distinguish the presence of other chemicals - ethylene, methane... and massive amounts of kerosene!

Countless substances were united in one place, just a small bucket, but it actually exploded with such firepower that reached the sky and the earth. Even the demonic realm he transformed into himself was almost burned through by the light of the fire.

If this were used as a weapon, it might be able to exert even more terrifying destructive power than before, right?

"Hahahaha, you must be scared!"

Swallowed by the fire and furnace-like heat, Vladimir laughed triumphantly without any damage. The skillful cooking demon is controlling this huge firepower, just like driving a derailed train through the busy city, constantly passing by the tragic ending of being wiped out in ashes.

"This is a good thing that my boss specially helped me get from the launch base in Siberia. Isn't it awesome!"

This madman...

Huaishi finally realized and understood the origin of this terrifying firepower.

That's space rocket fuel! Aerospace kerosene that is enough to push thousands of tons of behemoths away from the gravity of the earth and allow man-made objects to rise above the sky!

From a certain perspective, this can be called a precious crystallization of human history, right?

The burning glow that springs from wisdom.

It has evolved all the way from the sparse firelight of cavemen in ancient caves, from the time when a man named Prometheus lifted a tree branch, and plucked the first ray of fire from Helios' wheel.

From the temple, from the stove, from the battlefield, from the laboratory, from the lava in the cave, it is constantly transforming, constantly extinguishing and resurrecting.

Becoming more vigorous, larger, and more brilliant.

Until the end, it burns up the sky, promotes the miracle of man, breaks away from the shackles of the world, and makes the steel palace equal to the height of the gods and towering above the sky.

This arrogance, arrogance and thirst are actually the embodiment of mankind’s endless desire to explore!

But now, the records of ancient overlords and the splendor of modern times are being blended together in the burning process. The past is on the gridiron, burned with the fire of human glory...

A bright and solemn aura slowly rose from it.

With a divine and seductive aura.

Just existing there is as coveted as a precious miracle crystal.

In just a short moment, Vladimir’s work was completed!

"You may freely eat from any tree in the garden, but you may not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil..."

In the slowly dissipating firelight, the burly and charred chef stepped forward, without any hesitation, pierced the browned and crispy steak on the grill with a huge fork, facing a miracle without any of awe, lifted up.

Looking at his opponents and customers, he smiled happily:

"Come on, lady, it's time to fall."

"It's no longer a showdown between cooking demons, Vladimir." Huai Shi asked indifferently, "Do you think I can eat it?"

"Surely not? But it doesn't matter."

Vladimir, whose face was covered with burn marks, shook his head. At that moment, his plain face suddenly swelled, and the cracks at the corners of his mouth extended to the back of his neck, and his sharp teeth were exposed in layers like a shark.

He said: "This is for me!"

At that moment, Stigma Ogre activated!

The miracle of disaster that swallows life for a living runs in that huge and strong body. As the sharp teeth close together, together with the roasting fork, this perfect result is swallowed into the belly!

In Slavic legends, there are monsters that wander in inaccessible mountains and caves, giant monsters that can gain knowledge and wisdom by devouring life and sucking brains... Incarnated into monsters that feed on humans, now... Ladimir is feasting wantonly, swallowing the power that combines the fire of human wisdom and the master of the ice field!

Without hesitation, the huge power exploded in his heart.

The power of human intelligence and barbarism suddenly emerged.

The ogre is eating history!

And as early as the moment he opened his mouth, what emerged from Huai Shi's heart was unspeakable horror and uneasiness, and he launched an attack without thinking!

The Blade of Resentment roared miserably.

The moment flew by.

His head should have been cut off.

However, not a single bit of blood and essence has been plundered.

What spurted out from the crack in the neck was not blood and scarlet, but endless whiteness and biting frost!

The storm is sweeping!

After the mammoth that had been sleeping on the ancient ice sheet for thousands of years was ignited by the fire of human wisdom, the crystal formed catalyzed the ogre's transformation, filling that body with majestic power.

What sprouted from it... turned out to be a ray of precious divinity.

Traces of the gods reappear here!

A hoarse roar came from the endless extreme cold storm.

It was Vladimir's scream of pain, as well as his joyful roar and venting.

The originally burly and shocking body swelled again, reaching a height of nearly three meters, and what extended from beneath the broken flesh and blood were layers of sharp ice edges.

All flames were extinguished.

What replaced it was a terrifying cold that froze the soul.

In the roar of the earth, the neighing of the mammoth gradually turned into a hoarse whisper, shaking the entire demonic realm where he transformed into freedom, making the deep voice resound in everyone's ears.

"I am the ice and snow...I am the master of freezing and desolation..."

Vladimir's eyes burst out with cold divine light, he opened his mouth and spit out the extremely cold holy light. When he opened and closed his lips, when he made a sound, it overlapped with another old and deep voice.

Through the combination of human intelligence and wild nature, and by means of cheating, the third-level ogre briefly reached this realm.

Now he is no longer a ferocious monster, but an immortal existence in Slavic mythology, the Lord of Ice and Snow who inherits divine blood and history!

"I am the King of Winter..."

In the gradually extinguishing snowstorm, a burly and solemn figure stepped out, looked down from a high position, and declared to the enemy:

"——I am, Father Shuang!"

In the dead silence, Huaishi was silent, unable to help but feel a headache, and sighed helplessly:

"Well, have we discussed before that we are not allowed to transform..."

Father Frost, Ded Moroz, how should I put it, can be regarded as Russian Santa Claus. Of course, there are scary versions and non-scary versions. There are different opinions on whether to give gifts to children or to steal children as gifts for yourself. It seems that there are legends about this phenomenon similar to the hidden gods and fairies all over the world.

In the earliest settings of Apocalypse, the formula for synthesizing ‘Father Frost’ was mammoth bones + a sports car + rocket fuel + ogres...

And, I have to say, Slavic mythology is really annoying, there is not much Chinese information to be found!