Chapter 1726 - The Clash of Cursed Goddesses (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“He’s so aggressive!”

The audience was stunned. Why was there such a domineering and unruly chef in the world? Why was he so fearless even in the face of the Cursed Goddess, the potential future heir of Void City? Who gave him the courage?

The way he moved his thumb across his throat was so casual and nonchalant that it sent chills through the audience. However, there were some people whose blood was boiling.

There were three Cursed Goddesses in Void City, and each of them had her supporters.

The birth and selection of Cursed Goddesses were very strict. They were embryos produced by fusing the Queen of Curses’ blood essence with Void City’s supreme will. When they were very young, they were banished to different universes.

It was extremely difficult for them to grow up and become real Cursed Goddesses.

To put it simply, before a Cursed Goddess grew up, she was a rare human-shaped medicine coveted by countless experts. So, it was not hard to imagine what would happen if she was discovered by someone from another universe. And even if she managed to mature, she would become a public enemy of the entire universe. This was well known.

Just like the Cursed Goddess from the Soul Demon Universe, Soul. She had grown up in an environment where countless Soul Demons were coveting her, and she had even devoured many Soul Demons. Eventually, by a combination of circumstances, she returned to Void City.

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The person who brought her back was Duchess Tianlian, one of the three dukes of District A. With the backing of a duke, Soul’s power was at its height in Void City, suppressing that of the other two Cursed Goddesses.

One of the other Cursed Goddesses was said to be from the Primitive Universe. She was barely a match for Soul. As for the last Cursed Goddess, she came from the much weakened Chaotic Universe. Although she was backed by Duchess Yunlan, she could only tremble under the power of the other two Cursed Goddesses.

“Are you… looking for death?” The noble and cold woman looked at Bu Fang. The words that came out of her slightly dark lips were cold, causing the temperature of the fighting pit to drop a few degrees.

In the distance, the crone White Tiger had knocked away rose to her feet. Her eyes were full of rage and shock.

“Whitey… Kill her,” Bu Fang said.

Whitey’s mechanical eyes flashed. Suddenly, the suction emanating from the black hole in its belly became even stronger. Bess, who was struggling to hold on, suddenly panicked as she was sucked into the black hole at a faster rate.

“You are too presumptuous!” The Cursed Goddess flew into a rage. She raised her hand, and a blue cursed snake crept up her arm, spitting its tongue. Then, with a snap of her finger, the snake darted toward Whitey with a terrifying force.

This Cursed Goddess was very strong. In Bu Fang’s perception, she should have reached the peak of the Saint of the Great Path, almost half a foot into the level of a Chaotic Saint.

She had already condensed the Chaotic Energy and was only a little bit of effort away from breaking through the level of a Chaotic Saint. In fact, she was much stronger than Bess and not weaker than the crone.

With a buzzing sound, the Law of Space spread, and Bu Fang disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he was standing in front of Whitey.

The blue cursed snake kept spitting its tongue as a terrifying aura erupted from it. Focusing his eyes, Bu Fang reached out a hand and caught it. The snake struggled, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not advance any further.

“What a fool. No one dares to touch my curse.” The Cursed Goddess, Soul, curled her lips.

Sure enough, as soon as Bu Fang touched the snake, its curse power spread along his skin and began corroding his arm.

Meanwhile, Whitey had already completed devouring Bess. The latter’s divine sense, and even her miserable cries, were gone. She was a peak Saint of the Great Path, yet she was killed by a puppet! That made many people in the audience shudder!

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth lifted slightly. With a shake of his hand, he produced an oyster pancake. He stuffed it into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. The next moment, the curse power was slowly suppressed, and his arm that had turned blue was gradually healed.

Soul’s pupils constricted as she watched. “You were able to suppress the curse power?” Her face grew colder and colder. “Is this the chef’s special ability? In any case, you killed one of my people, so you must pay with your life!” she said.

As her voice faded, the crone at her side moved, flying through the air at lightning speed. For a person in charge of the fighting pit, being knocked away by Bu Fang was humiliating. She wanted revenge, so she took the opportunity to attack, and if she could capture Bu Fang, she would give him to the Cursed Goddess as a gift.

Bu Fang frowned and sighed. ‘Looks like I’m really going to fight my way into District B…’ he thought to himself. As a chef, he really hated fighting. He was tired of killing, and he actually longed for peace very much. Unfortunately…

The Black Turtle Constellation Wok emerged in front of him, and he grabbed it with one hand. Chaotic Energy fell on it as he raised it and threw it out.

A rumbling sound filled the air as the crone’s walking stick collided with the black wok. The blow was powerful, but she was not going to retreat so easily. At this moment, her curse power turned into a huge spider web and fell toward Bu Fang, trying to capture him.

The crone was only a novice in the realm of the Chaotic Saints, so her Chaotic Energy was much weaker than that of a countess like Xia Qiu. Therefore, Bu Fang was not afraid of her.

He pulled out the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and activated the God of Cooking’s Eye. The next moment, he made a slash. With a loud boom, the slash sent the crone back and cut the web to pieces.

Soul watched with an indifferent face. In her opinion, Bu Fang was already a dead man.

As the person in charge of the fighting pit in District B, the crone was a Chaotic Saint, but she was of a weaker kind. Otherwise, she would not just be someone managing a fighting pit. After all, who would want to do such a thankless job if they could get the rank of count or marquis?

After killing Bess, Whitey burped and joined the fight. Foxy, sitting atop its head, was shooting Soul Demon meatballs as well. With the two of them joining the fight, the crone felt the pressure increase all of sudden. This caused her to be suppressed by Bu Fang’s attack.