The cauldron was filled with a lot of various magical materials, including the flesh and blood of legendary creatures, the leaves of legendary plants, and many master-level spices and monster bone powder as accessories.

Eventually, the ultra-high flame ignited by the magic power bloomed like a lotus flower under the cauldron, and the large amount of heat soon caused the quiet air to appear a wave of sun and billowing heat, accompanied by the rapid boiling magic soup bursting out patches of pale yellow mist, and the figure of the caster standing next to the cauldron appeared hazy and blurred.

"It smells so good...... Wow, this taste...... The taste is truly remarkable, as delicious as a broth cooked with luxurious spices for days and nights, and the mouth starts to salivate just by smelling it"!

Seeing that the punk quickly boiled the soup in the cauldron, Kane's eyes widened and he looked over.

Even the Mad Knight had to admit that although he had tasted all kinds of court delicacies in his life experience, he was tired of eating the expensive snacks made by the royal chefs, but now he ............ The potter of stock was far more delicious than anything he had ever seen.

The constant flow of aromas does not originate from the taste sense, but directly acts on the soul of the delicacy, and Kane only vaguely felt this "scent with the soul" when using some natural treasures to make a crude "legendary medicinal bath".

However, compared to the astonishing aroma of cooking in the crucible now, the "soul delicacy" he usually enjoys is as insignificant as white water with only a little salt added.

"Are you making soup? Cyan, camping in the Shadow Plane sounds particularly adventurous, but Uncle Ben thinks you've made a little too much soup, and you really need a friend who is good at food to help share ............."

The self-cooked legendary knight strode towards the bubbling pot of soup while speaking indecencies.

When the taste of the food arouses a foodie's appetite, even the slightly cloudy pale yellow soup looks like a rare and peerless delicacy, although Kane knows very well that this "food" is not for eating, but he is still curious about how such a delicious soup is made.

But...... Punk clearly has no idea of sharing the precious magical delicacy.

Although the caster himself likes to enjoy some special food, he is now busy capturing Owen the "Inscription Sage". This pot of soup is not a "recreational product" to satisfy the appetite, but an important trap ingredient.

So, after seeing the mad knight sneakily coming over, Punk could only explain to him speechlessly and mocked:

"It's the behavior of a beast to want to stuff food in its mouth when it sees it, and although some golden guys have the same IQ as a male dog in heat, he should at least control one mouth."

"Bang"!

A shield was erected to block the dark shadows, and the caster mercilessly cut off the transmission of the scent and Kane's progress.

He didn't want the Mad Knight to know what steps he needed to take to make a magical food, and he didn't want Kane, who had seen the swamp Tanren, to see the last ingredient he was going to add to the soup pot, the master Qinren's heart powder!

You know, the recipe for magical food is even rarer than the recipe for alchemical potions, and even Punk, as a "learned" legendary mage, knows only one or two, including "Stewed Aroma" and "Alboran Delicious Soup".

And the "Magic Food Trap" he is currently working on is a work that combines these two methods of making magical food............

That's right, Whisper of Destruction intends to use the most primitive "food lure" method to make Owen fall into the net!

Although it may seem ridiculous and whimsical to lure a legendary powerhouse with some food that just tastes good, after a series of careful judgments and reflections, Punk thinks that this method is worth trying.

Speaking of which, the caster was able to think of this attention thanks to the "strange tales" of the Shadow Demons.

Because of the information that "Owen may be preying on the shadow demon in the central area of the Andokla Forest" from the mouth of the "Plague Box", the caster who had seen Ba Bon use the Morning Star level spell to hit the old mage's head head-on immediately immediately thought of what might happen to the "Inscription Sage" at present.

You must know that a mage's soul is the source of thinking and the basis for spell casting, and if the soul is destroyed by such an attack, Owen must be seriously injured even if he is not killed on the spot, and the two basic external manifestations of the soul being severely damaged are the loss of reason and the loss of spell casting ability.

At first, Punk didn't expect that the "Inscription Sage" would be so badly injured, after all, the old liar also used the difficult "Mioni's ultra-long-distance random teleportation technique" at the last moment, and the soul state that can use spells is not too bad.

But now............ The rumors of the Shadow Demons have made the caster more aware of the powerful nature of "luck".

Being able to hunt down magical hordes at the top of the food chain head-on for long periods of time in the treacherous forests of Andokla, while completely ignoring the magical poison in the Shadow Demon's blood, which is enough to poison full-level creatures and paralyze master professionals, is a monster that fits the identity of a legendary creature no matter how you think about it.

If Owen's previous escape was really all about luck, would he have completely lost his mind due to the trauma of his soul and became a beast that was instinctively tended?

Punk thinks it's very likely!

That's why he took the time to make this pot of legendary level magic food.

If you can save the Radiant Moon level magic scroll, you can catch Owen with just one pot of food...... Then this attempt can be called a big profit!

"Well, the delicacy that goes deep into the soul is very tempting to the brainless fool, so let's see what this "weirdo" is.

Using a long-handled soup spoon condensed with energy to stir the liquid in the crucible, and using alchemy spells to integrate the powder of Qin Ren's heart into the juice formed by the dissolution of the legendary material, a breathtaking delicacy burst out like a blooming flower, and the boiling soup couldn't wait to release the rich delicious flavor, attracted by such a delicious taste, many sensitive wild animals around the woodland began to resist the impulse and make a shuddering sound.

"Well, air convection is rare in the shadow plane, so it's a little trick to get the flavor of this soup stock to spread throughout the forest............

Seeing that the soup had stopped boiling, the aroma had reached its limit, and the punk nodded in satisfaction and stopped stirring the magic food.