What do you think of when you are walking in a harsh environment, hopelessly chasing prey? For cheese, you think of barbecue. It cannot be beef or pork, it must be mutton. You don’t have to pursue the tender taste of lamb, but the meat must have fat.

Oil.

Only when such mutton is roasted over charcoal fire can you see the so-called golden fat. And that is not the best time to enjoy it. The Master prefers to let his taste buds be aroused by the smell of barbecue and then wait a while, allowing the meat to blend with the meat.

The fire is in close contact for a moment, allowing the fat to grow the flame, and letting the flames melt the red meat. When the meat shrinks slightly and a black char layer appears on the surface, the taste will be amazing.

Cheese misses the barbecue in the North. The meat of mutton grown in a cold environment is firm and rich in fat. Perhaps their meat needs to be chewed more than similar animals on the grassland, but it must be the most enjoyable to eat in the cold ice and snow.

Exercise that consumes physical energy.

Before grilling meat, chefs would rub vegetables, mostly onions, on the surface of the meat until the meat absorbed a certain flavor from the plants and became sticky. He never felt that chefs should be ashamed of dirtying their hands.

, people in this world who can always keep their hands clean also give up the pleasure of personal touch. Those vivid experiences cannot be separated from their hands.

Barbecuing makes people think of cooking, and cooking makes people think of chefs. The best chef Cheese knows is Elsa. Well, there may be some other factors in this. I mean, in terms of cooking skills alone, this honor should belong to Jinwei, but

He would miss the slight sheen of Elsa's hands after kneading the mutton.

No, the thoughts stop here. Thinking about beautiful things in a difficult situation can help boost fighting spirit, but indulging in them will give rise to despair. Gray Robe had to temporarily put away those warm and pleasant memories and swallowed the food in his mouth.

Saliva, imagine they have a hint of barbecue flavor. Maybe dragon meat is also good? Even if this one in the forest has a little more legs.

"Now we have another reason to fight, which may even excite me more than the commission." The magic in Cheese's eyes began to grow stronger, and he realized that restrained spellcasting could not defeat such a dexterous and agile prey.

Skill needs to be combined with strength, and the same is true for the power of a spell and the way it works.

It has been some time since he left Wanfa, and he has slowly regained the feeling of mobilizing a large amount of magic power in a normal magic environment. Rather than extracting it, it is better to amplify oneself. When you can mobilize magic power only in the parts that are in contact with your skin,

You are an apprentice. When you can freely use the magic within the range of your eyes and ears, you are a mage.

Cheese is not only a mage, but also a gray robe, which means that the range of his influence on magic far exceeds the limit that his physical senses can feel. With the help of long-term meditation, Cheese's spiritual body is much larger than his actual body.

In the world of magic, he is truly a giant at this time.

The magical giant raised his hand, and the power in the rain was pulled out and turned into a bow string. He stretched out his arm, and a strand of rain became the bow body. The arrow condensed between the string and the bow was invisible, but when the giant loosened

Opening his fingers, an affected track immediately appeared in the rain. The track extended to the top of a giant tree in the distance, and the thick branches broke silently and plunged vertically into the ground.

This is a kind of oath and retaliation, telling the thousand-legged dragon that what it can do can be done by a hunter standing under the tree. Of course, gray robes will not just cast spells for no reason just to show their strength. They will knock down this branch and

In other meanings, an object that pierces a certain plane always carries a strong sense of certainty, just like a nail that nails something tightly to another thing. This can become a marking point for subsequent spells, or even

It can become a battleground.

Cheese walked to the branch and stretched out his hand to touch the surface. The influence of magic on things is not the relationship between infusion and extraction as described by the plasticity school. Although the reaction caused by that is direct and violent, it can also be consumed.

serious.

Gray Robe prefers to resonate with the target through contact and mobilize the magic power inherent in the casting material. This usually takes a lot of time, but Cheese can use spells to shorten this process.

The tops of the branches began to soften, and the wooden fractures became dented under the impact of the rain. The cracks that were supposed to appear after many years cracked in a way that was natural in terms of structure but unnatural in terms of time, and then completely opened outwards like a flower.

fold.

The blooming wood flower is naturally the masterpiece of Cheese. The original physical properties of the wood are temporarily disappeared during the spell. He describes this process as persuasion. By convincing the piece of wood, Cheese makes it believe that some of its characteristics are actually

The other one, thus temporarily distorting its shape. Then, Gray Robe took out a water bag and poured a large amount of dark red liquid into the center of the wooden flower, which was semi-coagulated sheep blood.

Blood has always been a commonly used material in magic rituals and spellcasting. Its rich smell is also very suitable as a bait to attract wild beasts. A little temperature can quickly turn it into an attractive blood soup in a humid environment. Such a simple dragon hunting

The trap is complete. If it goes well, it can save cheese a lot of fighting time. But is the Thousand-legged Dragon that easy to be fooled?

The low roar answered this question. Such exaggerated mobility will definitely consume an equally exaggerated amount of energy. For most creatures, energy consumption can only be replenished by eating.

When describing the behavior of the Thousand-legged Dragon, the Tree Mother often mentioned that it would try to eat everything it could eat. This was definitely not out of frugality. The Allosaurus was always hungry and could not stop to slow down its own losses. It was

They left their original territory just for food.

"Hunger is a good thing. Hunger means alive." A smile appeared on the corner of Cheese's mouth, his figure swayed slightly, and the expression on his face became cold.

A similar deception method has been used once in the wooden house of Muguren. That time he failed to deceive the tree mother. This time, he hoped that he could deceive the beast. The real cheese had already run to the nearest place with a short body.

Behind a giant tree, he gave up his rain gear and used it to create a phantom.

The urgent roar, as the warm blood soup was diluted in the rain, got closer and closer, and it was coming. With the sound of snake scales rubbing against the bark of the tree, something that made people's hair stand on end quickly fell from the tree crown.

on the ground.

Cheese held his breath and concentrated. The place where the Thousand-legged Dragon landed was not far from him. This was also the first time he saw this alien dragon up close. It was really big, comparable to the assault boats used by pirates to get close to big ships, but this
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