A great many different magical materials were added to the crucible, including the flesh and blood of Legendary-tier creatures, the leaves of Legendary plants, and many Master Level spices and magical beast bone powder as supplementary ingredients. Once everything had been mixed together in the great cauldron, Punk calmly gathered a huge mass of water elements from the air and poured them in.
At last, an ultra-high-temperature flame ignited by magic blossomed beneath the crucible like a lotus. The tremendous heat soon filled the still air with Solar Flare and rolling waves of heat. As the magical broth rapidly began to boil, sheets of thick pale-yellow mist rose from it, making even the caster standing beside the pot appear hazy and indistinct.
"It smells incredible... Wow, this scent... this scent is unbelievable. It's as delicious as a meat broth simmered with luxurious spices for days and nights. Just smelling it makes my mouth water!"
Seeing Punk swiftly bring the broth in the crucible to a boil, Kane could not help widening his eyes and craning his neck to look.
Even the Mad Knight had to admit that, despite having sampled every sort of courtly delicacy throughout his life and grown tired of the expensive pastries made by Royal Chefs, the stock prepared by the caster now was far more delicious than any food he had ever encountered.
That endlessly rising aroma was not a scent perceived through taste—it was a deliciousness that acted directly upon the soul. Kane had only vaguely experienced this kind of "fragrance smelled by the soul" when crudely making "Legendary medicinal baths" with certain rare heavenly treasures.
Yet compared with the astonishing aroma cooking in the crucible now, the "soul delicacies" he normally enjoyed were as insignificant as plain water with only a pinch of salt.