Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 183 How Can I Buy Hulk’s Panties?

Under the grip of the huge Devil claws, Jack the Iron Hand floated in the air, his hands and feet struggling desperately.

But after Devil transformed Dorn, there was no human emotion on his face, so he held the fragile throat of Jack the Iron Hand, and continued to increase the power on his claws.

The blood volume of more than 2000 points dropped rapidly, and it was cleared in a short while.

And the iron hand Jack in his hand has stopped moving either.

The blazing heat of Devil’s claws has burned the skin around his neck, emitting a burnt smell.

Dorn let go and threw the dead Iron Hand Jack on the floor at will.

Then, he turned his gaze on Soba who was shrinking in the corner of the room.

The boss was so frightened, he curled up in the corner of the room and shivered, and under his crotch, there was a foul-smelling liquid flowing out.

Being scared of direct incontinence is not all because the boss is too courageous.

Normal people who have seen the real Devil!

And even his powerful boss, Jack, was easily crushed to death by the opponent like a bug.

“I just heard that you want my head too, don’t you?” There was a smile on Don’s Devil’s face. “Remember what we said in the evening?”

“Don’t come over, spare me, spare me. Please, please…” Soba begged in tears.

“But you didn’t abide by our agreement. I think you should have heard of it. Anyone who violates the agreement with Devil will end up miserably.” Dorn, who is three meters tall, walks towards the boss. go.

The wings of the bat on his back flapped, and a fishy wind came up. This fishy wind was also accompanied by a strong smell of burning sulfur in the air.

This is the last smell Soba can smell when he is alive.

This is the smell of Death.

…

After the Iron Hand Jack and Soba were eliminated, Dorn’s goal tonight was completely achieved.

Jack the Snake and Iron Hand in Tiansang Town, and his minions will not trouble him anymore.

The dead are always less likely to cause trouble.

He also rescued the poor girls in the dungeon and did a good job.

Great finishing touch.

As for Vivienne and Ling, they didn’t follow Dorn to the third floor at this moment.

After entering the dungeon, Ling was busy rescuing the girls in the iron cage, and was fleeing here with the poor girls at this moment.

The guards outside were basically dealt with by Dorn and Vivian.

But just in case, the female thief is an expert in fleeing, but the frontal combat ability is really a bit worrying, and she has such a large group of ordinary people.

Therefore, Don let the fairy Miss follow them and leave.

After eliminating the state of [Devilization], Dorn changed back to his original appearance.

However, all the clothes on his body were shattered and burned by the dark red flames on his body when he was just transformed.

Therefore, it is now in a state of nakedness.

“[Devilization] This skill is easy to use, that is, you have to burst your clothes when you turn it on… Fortunately, I haven’t let Vivian follow, but I’m not ready to be honest with her.”

Dorn looked down at own’s body, and picked up the [Ruyi Scepter] who had fallen to the ground after being transformed.

I feel that I really need a pair of pants that look like the Hulk, no matter how you transform it, it won’t be broken, and it can just cover the private parts.

I don’t know where to buy…

Dorn was naked, exploring the third floor casually, and found the bedroom of Jack Iron Hand.

In the bedroom, he chose a slightly large but barely fitting clothes and a hat casually.

As for the underpants, I have to leave them alone…

Wait until [Sweet Slime] Tavern.

After all, he and Jack the Iron Hand weren’t as good as wearing a pair of underpants.

After getting dressed, Donne went downstairs.

And he took out the [Ruyi Scepter] and turned into Gregru’s [Flame Weaver].

Under the conduction of magic power, this two-handed sword full of magic rune ignited a raging fire.

…

It was past midnight.

Joseph was lying on the bed with a slightly damp pillow, making it difficult to sleep.

The bright moonlight outside poured into the window of the room, shattering into silver on the ground.

Joseph is a bard, a down-and-out musician.

When he was young, Joseph had a dream of holding a concert of his own in Golden Oak City, the city of music.

So, when he was twenty, he went to Golden Oak City and started chasing his musical dream.

However, the sky is unsatisfactory.

Even though Joseph’s musical talent and talent are very good, Golden Oak City has never lacked artistic genius, or even genius for extreme hard work.

In this shining genius city, he is too mediocre, without personal connections and financial resources.

Ten years have passed, and Joseph has reached the age of 30, and his original dream has not yet been realized.

He was impoverished and unable to achieve anything.

Reality has eroded Joseph’s sharpness and edges. For ten years, he and the music scores he composed were all unknown.

The frustrated Joseph left Golden Oak City and came to the surrounding big town Tiansang Town.

The daily expenses in the town are much less than those in the big cities. Instead of chasing illusory music dreams, living here will be relatively easier.

Snoring began to sound in the room.

However, Joseph was already used to this. He was lying on the bed, looking at the bright moonlight spilling into the room, and then at the old poem by the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The room he rented is on the outskirts of the slum in Tiansang Town.

And the room is shared by four people, so the rent is very cheap.

Four beds are placed in the big room, and then some personal belongings are randomly placed beside the bed, which becomes a shelter.

Joseph’s three roommates, like him, are artists who have returned here from Golden Oak City.

Among them is a musician, like Joseph, a painter, and a young writer who writes scripts for stage operas that no one cares about all day long.

The four people are the same, the same impoverished, the same dreamless and hopeless.

In Tiansang Town, there are still many downturned artists like them.

Joseph lay down, unable to sleep for a long time. To be honest, he always feels a little…unwilling when the night is quiet.

He felt that the twenty-year-old boy in his heart had not completely died.

Joseph still wanted to go to Golden Oak City.

I want to write a piece of music that is loved and sung by people.

I want to play my own music in a packed concert.

I want to hear everyone applaud him and praise him as a good musician.

However, I can only think about these.

Joseph turned around, closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the mixed thoughts in his mind.

I don’t know how much more time passed, the originally peaceful night was disrupted by a loud noise.

There are messy voices shouting loudly outside–

“Fire! It’s on fire! It’s on fire!”

Joseph got up from the bed and looked out the window.

Somewhere in the slum, a blaze was rising to the sky, tearing through the dark night.