[Comprehensive Yingmei] Nine Realms God of Cookery

The front line is still far away from the capital, and there is no sea gate, so Prince Taylor specially found a mount.

In the past few decades in Asgard, Chris's riding skills have also been good. He has ridden a horse and driven a boat, but now he basically only rides Fenrir.After all, with Chris weighing nearly half a ton, ordinary mounts are really difficult to carry.

Fortunately, it is in the water now, and the weight-bearing capacity of the seahorse dedicated to the Atlantis royal family is strong enough. In addition, Chris uses spiritual power to support it, so at least it will not directly press the mount down.

Along the way, Taylor also briefly introduced the current situation.

Speaking of which, the matter of the Trench Clan can be regarded as a scandal in Atlantis. After sinking into the deep sea, most of the Atlanteans mutated into a form suitable for underwater life. However, some of them, The blood concentration of the sea creatures is too high, so they lose their minds and become beasts without IQ.

At the beginning, although they felt sorry for this, no one thought it would be a big trouble. After all, these mutated Atlanteans did not gain too much power, at most because the instinct of beasts appeared to be more ferocious. , coupled with the loss of wisdom, it is not too difficult to deal with.

At that time, because they had just lost a large number of citizens, the patriarchs of various tribes and the king of Atlantis couldn't bear to kill these mutated compatriots directly, so they just expelled them into exile.

However, no one expected that the most terrifying thing about the Trench Race lies in their extraordinary reproductive ability!

In the dark deep sea, they eat everything that can be stuffed into their mouths and turn it into their own nutrients, and then continue to multiply and grow at an extremely fast speed. Soon, they are in those sewers that no one pays attention to , the number of Trench Race exceeds the population of the entire Atlantis, and it is still increasing...

At first, it was only reported that there were Atlanteans missing, and the king didn't take it seriously. After all, there were all kinds of dangers in the deep sea.However, more and more missing people, more and more frequent, and even the disappearance of nobles, this has attracted attention.

However, it was too late.

The Trench Race is menacing. Although no one can unite them with their inferior intelligence, they have an instinctive desire for the blood of the Atlanteans.

This is not only a curse, but also a kind of torture. Trench people are born in pain, and instinctively want to return to Atlantis, but they can never go back. They can only bite and suck to Atlantis A moment of peace can only be obtained when the blood and body of the human body is gone.Moreover, the purer the nobles, the more attractive they are. In the final analysis, they are still yearning for the blood of the sea god Poseidon.

The war broke out unexpectedly, and the Trench tribe was coming fiercely. Although the Atlanteans were well-equipped and with the help of magic, one could fight well, but there were too many people on the other side, and they were still replenishing. The completely reckless style of play almost broke the city at one point.

This tragic war lasted for a long time. Even the Sea King of Atlantis changed three times, and the first two were all killed in battle. In places where land creatures could not see, the entire seabed was stained with blood from both sides. red……

In the end, when Atlantis was about to be split, a powerful sea king, or the queen, appeared. She was the mother of King Uther, the grandmother of Prince Taylor, and Queen Vashj.

The throne of Atlantis has never been related to gender, the most important thing is the activation of the Sea God's bloodline.Although the bloodline has not been fully activated to become a demigod, this queen can be said to be the sea king who is closest to a demigod in thousands of years. Coupled with her powerful magic power, she finally calmed down the dispute between the two races.

It's just extreme and tragic in the way.

The Queen led the army to repel the Trench Race, temporarily sealed them, and then sacrificed herself.

Queen Vashj used her bloodline closest to the gods to temporarily appease the pain of the Trench tribe, and then took the opportunity to completely seal them and trap them in the area in the gutter. Since then, it has become the forbidden area of ​​Atlantis.

After that, Queen Vashj's son, Prince Uther, became the new king.Uther is not as powerful as his mother, but he is still considered wise. He is a conservative king. Apart from marrying Queen Nila against all opinions, he has never done anything out of line. Under Uther's governance, Atlantis gradually regained its vitality.

Uther's son, Prince Taylor, is also an excellent heir. He is brave but wise, decisive but not reckless, and has good strength. It is foreseeable that the future of Atlantis will be very good.

However, just two years ago, changes began to occur in the place where the Trench Race was sealed. From time to time, some sporadic Trench Race would come out. Although they would become very weak and could be easily dealt with, it also greatly stimulated Atlanta. Tees' nervous nerves.

Numerous troops and guards were sent to garrison in that direction, for fear that the Trench Race would make a comeback, which became the top priority of Atlantis.It was at that time that Prince Taylor was entrusted with the task of taking full charge of the military power of Atlantis.

At the same time, this is one of the reasons why Atlantis suddenly wanted to ally with Paradise Island.Although the change is not very obvious, and there may not be any worst results, Uther still feels that there should be a way out.It's not that they expect the Amazons to come to the deep sea to help, but if it doesn't work, at least the nobles can retreat to the land...

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After listening to Chris for a long time, most of the causes and effects were actually understood in his previous life. Now the biggest feeling is... the Atlanteans really mutated after sinking from the land?

So... what on earth do you guys do with seafood, no, ingredients, no, what exactly do you do with marine life? !

Prince Taylor seemed to notice that Chris next to him looked at him more and more strangely, and shivered.Fortunately, the destination is close at hand.

The so-called front line, there is no war yet, but everyone is very nervous.

When Chris and Taylor arrived, they only saw a large army, fully armed, surrounding a bottomless trench, but they dared not approach it.

"How's the situation? General?" Taylor found an Atlantean with different equipment, who seemed to be the chief in charge here.

The general silently handed over a helmet, "I only found this, Your Highness, I'm afraid..."

"What is this?" Chris asked curiously.

"This is?" The general didn't know Chris. Although his status was not low, he had been stationed here and did not appear at the previous banquet.He could also tell that this person was not from Atlantis, and was just wondering why His Royal Highness had brought an outsider here.

"This is the emissary of Paradise Island, under the crown of the God of Cookery from Asgard." Taylor introduced.

"Sorry, it's His Majesty Stan." The general hurriedly saluted. Although he had never met a real person before, he still knew Chris's name.

"No need to be polite," Chris said, getting off the poor big horse. "So, what's going on here?"

"After discovering the change, we will regularly send people to record the situation in the border area," Taylor explained to Chris, "Earlier today, while doing daily records, an undercurrent suddenly dragged two soldiers into the trench , never to be seen again, and the follow-up magic was only salvaged..." Taylor pointed to the helmet in his hand.

Chris understands that this situation is probably more ominous.

"No, how did you record it? Although the light here is not strong, don't you Atlanteans have the ability to see things in the deep sea?"

"You may not know, the trench here is quite special, Your Majesty Stan." It was the general who spoke this time, "It seems that there is a dividing line. After passing that line, you can no longer see it clearly. Throwing it into the light source can temporarily see it, but it will be swallowed up soon."

While speaking, the three of them had already approached the trench. Even in the dark deep sea, it looked extraordinarily dark here.Chris detected it with his spiritual sense. Indeed, there is a faint layer of magic power here, but it is not known whether it was left by Queen Vashj or caused by the Trench Clan.Fortunately, this weak magical power can't completely stop Chris's spiritual consciousness.

"Then what are you going to do?" While speaking, Chris used his spiritual sense to detect, but within the scanning range of his spiritual sense, nothing was found yet.

"There's no other way," Prince Taylor shook his head in embarrassment. He also wanted to avenge his soldiers, but he couldn't just rush into the trench like this, right?That's death, not revenge." We have stepped up our investigation now. Every once in a while, we will temporarily illuminate a section of the trench for investigation. We have already photographed this side just now and found nothing. The next step should be Over there." Taylor pointed to the other end, this trench is very long, it is not easy to explore it all at once, and the lighting source will go out when it sinks to a certain position.

On the other side, several teams of soldiers were preparing light sources such as fluorescent sticks, which were to be thrown down to investigate the trench until the entire trench was checked.

Although they have done this kind of thing several times and found nothing, there are only a few sporadic Trench Races at most, but every time there is a change, they still have to repeat it.

Chris thought for a while, condensed the diffused spiritual consciousness into one stream, so that it could detect farther, and tried to penetrate into the depths of the trench, going to places where the light source had never reached.

Finally, Chris had some, not to say great gains.In the depths of the bottomless trench, a large group of slimy, greasy, murloc-like things were swimming in groups.That's right, it's a murloc, not a mermaid. These guys look really disgusting, and, from Chris's professional perspective, the meat quality is not very good, which is a bad choice among tender and firm elasticity. The middle ground, neither sticking to either side, may not be difficult for Chris to cook, but it is hell for the average cook.

"Ugh, the Trench Patriarch is really disgusting..."

"As expected of Mr. Chris, you discovered the sporadic Trench tribe so quickly." Taylor looked at Chris with admiration, and even easily detected a place that Atlantis could not touch at all.

"Scattered? It's obviously a large group, and they're all swimming there." Chris pointed to the direction where the light source detection was about to take place.

"It's impossible, Your Majesty Stan." This time it was the general who retorted, "We have studied the Trench Race for a long time, and the Trench Race has no discipline. Even if they gather together, they are chaotic. It is impossible to go in one direction at the same time. tour."

The three suddenly looked at each other.

"Incoming!!!"