Old Brooke thought that Douglas would play in an extremely domineering way, because this was in line with his usual style when he was young, but he didn't expect this guy to wear such an inappropriate outfit.

"I say, are you here for a vacation?" asked Brooke.

"Why, do you have to dress up carefully when you see your old friend? The old man has even seen you snoring with a bare ass, what's so embarrassing. Douglas replied with a grin.

"You—" Old Brooke was speechless for a moment, his face flushed and white, "You're in front of Lao Tzu again, right?!"

The young chefs next to him looked at each other, some whistling softly, some coughing quietly to relieve embarrassment, and they looked at Brooke with strange eyes.

"Hahaha..."Douglas laughed heartily twice and walked straight onto the circular platform, the stubble growing from his mouth making the man look a little more tough and resolute.

"Get your people back into the dining room, old fellow," Douglas exhaled a puff of smoke, "and, the young man on the far left, grab the flamethrower in your hand, the flask on your waist is about to be lit." ”

Hearing Douglas's words, all the chefs looked at the young trainee chef on the far left.

"Kim, what are you doing?!" Brooke shouted in a huff.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Brooke!" the boy with the golden mid-haired glasses was a little timid, and he immediately withdrew his gaze from Douglas, the look of admiration on his face turned to panic, and Kim trembled and extinguished the flamethrower and hid it behind him.

"Go back and write a thousand words to check, or you won't be allowed to eat dinner!"

"Yes!" Kim immediately straightened his somewhat thin body, but his eyes kept on Douglas because today he finally met his long-time idol.

"Old bastard, you still like to be able to act in front of outsiders as before," Brooke continued to argue with Douglas, "Beware that you can't finish the game for a while, we chefs are also combative, and this is also our battlefield!"

"Old fellow, you start again, hurry up and let them hide in the room, you know that ordinary people simply can't withstand the 'overlord momentum' of the fully released state, if you want to change to a new batch of chefs, I didn't say. ”

Douglas's tone began to become serious, as he could already feel a slight tremor in the stone path, and it seemed that the krakens were gradually breaking through Newcastle's blockade and rushing towards the trees like crazy.

"Everyone, all retreat to the rear courtyard of the sea restaurant, no one is allowed to leave without my order!"

"Chef, just let us stay, we can help!"

"Didn't you understand me? Get out of here! The day after tomorrow is your daughter's third birthday, don't tell me that you forgot!" Old Brook's eyes almost killed the young cook who spoke.

Unbuttoning the cool short-sleeved shirt, Douglas's strong chest with several scars was exposed, and the outline of his abdominal and pectoral muscles was still clearly visible, and then under the stunned gaze of everyone, Douglas strode to the destroyed statue of Zeus.

"Click, click", Douglas directly stepped on the wooden tow and walked up the stone steps.

Stopped, turned around, and stroked the lion's head carving, this domineering man sat straight on the granite "Throne of the Gods"!

For a while, the circular platform was silent, and everyone was stunned by Douglas's amazing move, a guy who dared to sit on an equal footing with the "God King", could not find any other adjectives except arrogance, but Douglas did have enough arrogant capital.

Without warning, an extremely thick lightning bolt burst through the sky and almost penetrated the night of the entire blue sea, the flash as bright as day pierced the darkness, and also illuminated Douglas's slightly rugged face, and the light rain suddenly fell, and Douglas, who was holding his chin diagonally, seemed to be incarnated as the "new king" who came to this land!

"Get out of here!" reminded Old Brooke eagerly,

At this moment, the entire stone platform began to shake slightly, the wind and rain were approaching, Brooke could almost see the fierce eyes of the krakens, and his voice also aroused the stunned people, and no longer hesitated, everyone immediately retreated towards the back courtyard of the sea restaurant like a low tide.

"Old Bu," Douglas's calm voice came from behind Brooke, "after this is over, I want you to tell me the source of those loud roars, I think the reason why these Krakens in the deep sea are desperately rushing ashore must have something to do with it, right?"

Old Brooke was stunned for a moment, retracted the bone crusher from his waist, and he stiffened two steps forward before stopping again.

"Bastard, let's survive first, don't go to God before Lao Tzu!"

Angrily dropping two sentences, Old Brook followed the back of the line and fled towards the rear courtyard.

"'Old Duck' Brooke's beak is as hard as ever. As the restaurant on the sea behind him gradually subsided, Douglas smiled and muttered to himself.

"Hey, old man, I said you were done talking, I can't stand it here!" shouted Newcastle angrily, who had rushed into the air.

Although he never stopped manipulating the "Wind Domain" to crush the waves of unafraid krakens, it seemed that for every time he killed one, two climbed up, and these dark-eyed creatures seemed to be able to be copied and reborn, and the endless dense phobia was about to attack.

"You're still too young, and there's still a long way to go before you reach your father's level. Douglas muttered to himself, but there was still a lot of approval in his eyes as he looked at Newcastle.

"Get out of there, get behind me!" shouted Douglas.

The air cannon condensed with the wind element rained down from Newcastle's arms, and the frenzied wind elemental shattered indiscriminately between the dense forests, slicing through the bodies of the Krakens, as well as trees and rocks, and for a moment bursts of wood chips and rubble rose from the dark woods, and these broken things were like bullets that crisscrossed the hillside.

"What a guy who likes to dictate to people!"

Newcasi muttered a few words, nimbly dodging the tall Siren's high-pitched steel forks and spears, and then he glided in the direction of the circular square.

"I really miss those experiences when I was young, I haven't shown my strength so much for a long time, it's really radiant!"

Douglas's white teeth shone brightly, and the heavy smile on his face made people think that the powerful "tyrant" of decades ago had returned.

The sea of stars disappeared from the sound, the clouds and the moon lost their brilliance, and the gray momentum was like a giant beast that broke through the ground and climbed up from the soles of Douglas's feet, and the tiny rocks directly crumbled into gravel, and Douglas's skin turned gray-brown like steel in an instant, and at this time he was more like an iron man made of metal.

The gray overlord instantly enveloped the granite "Throne of the Gods" and the stone statues of Poseidon and Hades on both sides, the two stone statues lost their original color, and the surface of the solid stone statues began to appear spider web-like cracks.

At that moment, a muscular Kraken screeched from under the stone path, and stabbed Douglas viciously with its double-headed fork.

Suddenly, its body stiffened and froze in mid-air, as if petrified, the Siren's pupils turned grayish-white, and the cyan scales lost their color, and then it fell straight into mid-air.

Newcastle, who was floating behind Douglas, witnessed this shocking scene in front of him, he did not speak, but looked deeply at Douglas's back and fell into deep thought.

The Overlord swept down the hill like a tiger descending from a mountain, turning all the colors it encountered on the way gray, the grass and trees stopped swinging, the raindrops froze in the air, and even the wind seemed to turn into gelatinous substance, which could even be touched by hand.

The Krakens who rushed to the front froze on the spot, their foam overflowing uncontrollably, and they fell straight backwards as if they had lost their souls, without any struggle.

The roar of grief came from the woods below the hillside, and the "song" of the sirens chirped for their dead companions.

"Hey, boy, I need you to do something right now. Douglas said.

"Hmph, if you have something to say, long-winded old man. Newcastle responded coldly.

"Listen, I'll allow you to call me 'old man' one last time," Douglas tapped the stone handrail with his pipe, "to what extent do you control the 'Wind Domain', can you bring that cloud to the old man?"

"Where?"

"Thunderclouds in the 'Dark Clouds'. Douglas said lightly.

"What do you want to do? You can't use the thunderclouds to contain those monsters, do you?" Newcastle couldn't help but change color, "Are you crazy?

"What? Is there a better way for you to do it?"

"Aren't you able to control the overlord momentum that a martial artist can only possess when he cultivates to the extreme?"

"Do you want to exhaust the old man? I haven't eaten properly for days, and I'm so hungry that I don't have time to spend the whole night with these guys. ”

Sure enough, Douglas's overlord momentum no longer extended downward after covering the mountainside, and the Krakens roared outside the range, but none of them dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

It's just that no one knows whether Douglas did it on purpose, or if he was really physically exhausted as he said, and the real situation is probably only known to him.

"And as you said, whether the Sky Island will become a thunderstorm ruin is all in your control, if your 'Wind Domain' is well controlled, you can completely avoid the area of the sea restaurant, I don't force you, if you are confident in your ability to control the wind, just let it go," Douglas smiled slightly, "Of course, if you don't have confidence, I won't force you, after all, your current state looks quite empty." ”

After saying that, the vigorous Douglas moved his shoulders as if on purpose, and his strong biceps bulged high as if he was mocking Newcastle.

"Stinky old man, you did it on purpose—" Newcastle's face was gloomy, and his muscles were aching all over his body.

"I didn't force you," Douglas glanced at Newcastle, "I remember an old friend who told me that 'with great power comes great responsibility', what do you think? ”