For a long time after that, Weston's face was filled with a stinky look. Anyone who was cheated would not feel comfortable. What's more, he was cheated by himself, which made him not in the mood to take a nice stroll.
Well, we simply returned to Moorish City with Mostema.
Moorish City is located in the center of the entire first level of hell. Unlike Basel City, the entire Moorish City is made of blood-red and transparent hellfire crystals. From a distance, it looks like a huge red crystal palace, very gorgeous
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There are also various green plants planted in the city, which is undoubtedly an extremely luxurious behavior in hell. You must know that hell does not have the conditions for the growth of green plants. In other words, someone has forced this point into the city.
Twisted.
In the city of Moore, or in this level of hell, the only person with such power is undoubtedly Mastima.
Weston also noticed something. The buildings in the entire Moorish city are very exquisite. They look like a baroque art style. It is said that the great king Mostema likes art. I am afraid there is a certain possibility.
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When they arrived at Mostima's palace, the succubus maids in the palace had prepared food, waiting for Mostema and Weston to enjoy it.
"Come on, try the food here, I believe you won't be disappointed!" Mostima invited with a smile, "I also believe in the skills of my chefs, come and give it a try!"
Looking at the gorgeous dishes on the table, Weston suddenly didn't know how to eat them. He had never seen any of these foods, let alone eaten them. Only one dish seemed to be fried, and he didn't recognize the rest.
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"Uncle, I think I need some help from you!" Weston smiled bitterly, "Excuse me, I really don't know how to eat these things."
"Haha, I forgot about it!" Mostema laughed, "Come on, let me, your uncle, introduce it to you personally."
Under the shocked eyes of the maids, Mostima stood up, walked to sit down next to Weston, and began to introduce the dishes one by one.
"This is Biya's deep-fried Yalong tenderloin. It is made from the tenderloin of a kind of local Yalong in the southeast of Bia City and wheat flour from Moore City. Try it?"
This dish was exactly what Weston recognized. He only saw that it was wrapped in wheat flour and fried, but he did not know that it was the meat of the dragon from hell.
I gently forked a piece and put it in my mouth. A strong aroma of meat burst out in my mouth. Although the whole piece of meat was not small, it was not difficult to bite. As soon as my teeth pressed it, the meat juice was filled directly.
In the mouth, the juice also has a burning sensation, as if it makes people feel like they are in flames.
Delicious! That was Weston's only thought.
"How is it? Do you like it?" Mostema asked with a smile.
"It's pretty good, I like it very much!" Weston said with admiration.
"Try this again, grilled Fenmo prawns! There is a swamp outside Fenmo City, and this kind of shrimp grows there. Although it is not very intelligent, its fighting power is not low, and the taste is pretty good. This is Jiali
Specialty dish!”
When a maid heard Mostema's words, a blush suddenly appeared on her face, and her eyes were obviously a little more excited. However, she didn't say anything, and just bowed slightly to the two of them.
"Is this a shrimp?" Weston looked at the fragrant and jelly-like thing on the plate. If Mostima hadn't said it, he would never have associated it with shrimps.
"Of course, it's just that the shell has been removed! Come and try it."
That’s right, it doesn’t matter if it’s a shrimp or not, just eat it first and then talk about it!
With a trace of expectation, Weston used a little force to pierce the transparent, almost crystal-like shrimp meat on the plate and put it straight into his mouth.
Is this baked? Feeling the cold texture in his mouth, Weston just had such a doubt in his mind, but he gave it up in the next second.
The aroma of barbecue rushed directly into his air from the punctured mouth, and this smell filled his entire mouth and nasal cavity. He bit the shrimp meat slightly, and the smooth and elastic meat was in his mouth.
He kept dancing as if he was still alive.
The cold meat has the unique flame feeling of barbecue, coupled with this powerful bomb, this "double sky of ice and fire" feeling is simply intoxicating.
Seeing Weston closing his eyes and savoring the meal, Mostema smiled and nodded, then nodded to the maid. The maid bowed again in excitement.
In the following time, Weston had no time to think about anything else and was completely intoxicated by these delicacies.
"This is the wing of the Abyss Banshee. It is the chewiest meat. It is also very difficult to make. You need to massage the meat back and forth until it is soft. It is also the only dish made with hellfire. Want to try it?"
"..."
"This is the heart tube of a giant lava beast. This guy's whole body is covered with stones and flames. Only this part is edible. It doesn't need to be cooked. It just needs to be cut into pieces and served with pepper produced in Moorish City.
.Be careful when eating, it may be a little hot!”
"..."
"This is a dessert made from the sap of the Ancient Life Tree of the Dark Elf Forest and the milk of the Nightmare War Horse of the Nightmare Clan. The taste is somewhat similar to human cheese, but the freshness and pleasure in it are better than any cheese.
Not available."
"..."
"This is......"
"..."
Weston had a hearty meal and was worthy of being one of the Seven Lords of Hell. Nothing he ate was simple, and of course, the taste was unprecedented.
He was so full! He was so worthless! Weston cursed himself secretly and quietly rubbed his already bloated belly. In fact, he just took a bite of each food.
Even so, he couldn't hold on any longer.
"Have you eaten enough? Let's try this!" Mastima swiped his finger, and a small space crack appeared. Then with a casual move, a dark golden bottle floated from the space crack.
came out.
"This is the golden apple tree wine I brought from heaven. It is brewed from the leaves of golden apples. Now there are less than five bottles left!" There was a trace of nostalgia in Mostima's eyes, and then he said lightly
He shook his head lightly, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's try it! This is something your father would want to drink!"
I can't eat any more! Weston yelled in his heart, but his hands didn't obey him, and he honestly took the crystal cup handed over by Mostima.
The dark golden wine drew a perfect arc in mid-air and landed accurately in the cup. Waves of unique aroma slowly filled the air, making people feel as if they were a little tipsy before they even started to drink it.
But the soul is becoming more and more awake.
This wine... Weston's expression instantly became solemn. He looked solemnly at the amber-like wine in the glass, feeling the strength of his soul slowly increase as he inhaled the aroma of the wine.
As expected, it’s brewed from golden apple leaves, it’s really not that simple! Weston thought to himself, and now he couldn’t wait any longer.
He raised the glass and put it to his lips. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Weston drank it all in one breath...