The miracle did… begin.
The nobles laughing in the fighting pit no longer laughed. Rather, they stared at the image in shock and disbelief.
"This cannot be…"
"Those bugs are going to… defy heaven!"
"What a familiar situation… Are our bets going to… leave us again?!"
A few nobles gritted their teeth. The familiar feeling that hit them in the faces nearly knocked them off their feet.
Countess Xia Qiu's pupils constricted. Although deep in her heart, she hoped that Bu Fang would not repeat that man's footsteps—she never thought that he could do this.
'Is this chef going to complete the feat that no one had achieved for countless years? Perhaps… there really is hope? But… this should be something impossible…'
The curses of Void City were everywhere. What had been torturing these exiles were the curses from the Queen of Curses. Except for dark cuisine, nothing could suppress the torture and pain brought by those curses.
