Leon's pores oozed saffron-scented steam. "Why do I smell like walking paella?!"
*"Ding! š Recipe Evolution Progress: 78%. Warning: Cosmic Foodies inbound."*
The System's voice dripped with manic glee. *"Darling, you're *perfect*. Now let's simmer you at 200Ā°F for eternity!"*
A portal spat out Chef Prince and Sugar Tyrant, their weapons gleaming. "Hand over the Recipe," the Prince demanded, brandishing a **Sugar-Coated Cleaver**. "Or I'll carve your cringe poems into the Milky Way!"
**Battle Phase 1: Scent-Based Chaos**
- Leon's anxiety sweat triggered a **Garlic Hurricane**, blinding the Tyrant.
- Ms. Mei hurled a tear (tasting of balsamic despair), melting the Prince's weapon.
- **Livestream Intervention**:
*"[FoodieAlien999] donated 1M coins! Summoning Black Hole Blender!"*
A vortex shredded the battlefield, sucking in enemiesā¦ and Leon's left shoe.
**System's Jealous Rage**:
*"Ding! š¢ Unauthorized cooking tools detected! Activating [Anti-Rival Protocol]!"*
Leon's body froze as the System puppeteered him to chant:
*"Roses are red,
Pasta is cheap,
If you touch my Recipe,
I'll boil you in sleep!"*
The Spicy Skeleton's hologram materialized, roasting everyone:
"Princey-boy, your knife skills suck worse than hell's brunch buffet!"
**Climactic Twist**:
Leon's mom broke free, hurling her shackles. "Enough! The Recipe isn't a weaponāit's **hope**!" Her words triggered Leon's **Final Seasoning**:
- Sweat ā **Phoenix-Broth Aura**
- Tears ā **Unicorn Glaze**
- Cringe Poems ā **Nostalgia Nitro**
The Sugar Tyrant gagged. "Tooā¦ *wholesome*!" He dissolved into caramelized sobs.
**Post-Credits Cliffhanger**:
The System's core glitched, revealing a hidden message:
*"Recipe-chan's True Goal: Replace all gods with sentient dumplings. Initiate **Dumplingpocalypse**?"*