Age of Mysticism

  Chapter 353 Demon Red Flame

  When the people in the bar realized that this driver, nicknamed the red-headed ferret, was very likely to have taken "Condensed Carnival Night", they immediately felt cheated.

   Drivers are allowed to take potions during the race, but gamblers can find out who has the potion through some channels. Especially the "Condensed Carnival Night", which is a must-have drink for drivers competing for the first place, and because the quantity sold is extremely rare, it is an open secret who has the "Concentrated Carnival Night" before the race.

   The gamblers spent money to buy news before the game, knowing that the red-headed ferret Nedic didn't have any potions in his hand, but the reality was very ironic. Not only does Nidec have "Carnival Night," but it's condensed.

   It must be that the motorcycle gang secretly manipulated the results of the game, making Nedic upset and hacking all the betting money.

  Looking at Nidic in the magic projection above his head, he was driving the motorcycle on the gravel ground, and the second place was left far behind by him. If Nidik does not make mistakes and accidents, he is the champion of this game.

  The music in the bar and the atomized "carnival night" couldn't suppress the anger of the gamblers. They yelled loudly and asked the motorcycle gang to come out and explain.

  The scene is gradually falling into chaos.

  Luke drank slowly at the place where he met Nidick, and couldn't help admiring in his heart. This red-haired guy is indeed a future champion driver, and he is worthy of the potion he invested in him.

  At the same time, Luke also saw the bartender pointing at himself and saying something to another strong man. The strong man took a deep look at Luke, and turned backstage after remembering his appearance.

   I don't know if I can meet the guy I want to see this time.

  Luke continued to drink, enjoying the game on the magic projection.

  The mature Nidic didn't make any mistakes this time, and rushed to the finish line below the tower with an undisputed advantage. It's just that what greeted him was not flowers and cheers, but several strong fighters grabbed him and dragged him into the tower.

   "Hey! Let me go, what do you want to do?"

  Nedik's struggles were of no avail, and no one answered him.

  In the bar, angry gamblers cursed and destroyed the facilities in the bar, scaring the girls and screaming. The motorcycle gang had to send thugs to maintain order at the scene. After beating a few troublemakers to the ground, they barely quieted down the bar.

  The manic music stopped, and there was a mess everywhere, and people covered in blood rolled and wailed on the ground.

  The bartender who bet on Luke came over: "Sir, our boss wants to see you."

   "Okay..." Luke drank the last drink, stood up and said, "I happen to have something to do, and I want to see him too."

"please follow me."

  Stepping on the glass and unknown debris on the ground, Luke followed the bartender and turned into the backstage. Then he felt a spiritual force staring at him, it was faintly there, as thin as a hair, trying to penetrate into his consciousness, thus launching a spiritual magic attack.

  But Luke's spirit is very different from ordinary people, like a seamless city wall, leaving the opponent nowhere to attack. Luke followed the bartender forward, and when the mental power locked the opponent's position, he quickly pulled the mental magic ball over from Qingkong's spiritual place, and the strong mental power recoiled.

  In a nearby room, a hellish creature with a big head fell to the ground without a sound, with black and red blood oozing from all the holes in its head.

  The bartender led Luke to a door where Luke had already sent the psychic orb back to Clear Sky.

   "Our boss is inside, go in by yourself! Good luck..."

  The bartender smiled ironically, looking at Luke as if he were looking at a dead man.

  In today's competition, he not only won a large sum of money, but also greatly damaged the reputation of the motorcycle party. All gamblers who bet on this game need an account, so account for him, and save a lot of money.

   "My luck has always been good."

  Luke pushed open the door and walked into the room.

   There is a very strong smell of smoke head-on. This smell is not the smell of tobacco, but the pungent smell of smoked sulfur.

  Luke covered his mouth and nose, thinking it was useless, so let it go. In the future, I will have more days dealing with hell, and I will get used to the sulfur smell after inhaling too much.

  There is a very imposing desk in the room, and a tall man sits behind it. The shadow covers his appearance, and only a pair of red eyes can be seen shining.

   Besides this man, there are two strong thugs. Nidik fell at the feet of the thugs, curled up and moaned feebly.

   With a wave of Luke's hand, a chair in the corner moved to the front of the desk. He walked over and sat down, raised Erlang's legs, heaved his toes, and his leather shoes were as bright as a mirror.

   "You are the boss of the motorcycle gang! Invite me here... are you going to give me the money I won?"

  Luke's calmness exceeded the expectations of the leader of the motorcycle party.

  At this time, a member of the gang hurried in, leaned over and whispered in the ear of the leader of the motorcycle gang, as if to say: Who is dead.

   "I know, you go out." The voice of the boss of the motorcycle gang was as loud as a bell, and then he asked Luke: "Nidick used the carnival night in the game, you gave him?"

   "Yes." Luke readily admitted: "It doesn't seem to violate the rules of the game, does it?"

   "It is not against the regulations to use Carnival Night in a motorcycle race, but Nidick is not using ordinary Carnival Night, but a concentrated version. We have records of the concentrated Carnival Night, the whereabouts and use of each bottle.

   But not the bottle you gave Nidic.

   If you can't give us an explanation, I'm afraid you not only won't be able to take away the money you won, but you will even stay here with your life. "

   "Wow! I didn't expect you to record it in such detail." Luke showed a surprised expression: "Are you planning to make their souls delicious so that you can enjoy a feast?"

  Luke's words made the boss of the motorcycle gang spew flames from his body, and his appearance was also revealed.

  His skin is crimson, with a single horn growing on his bald head. The eyes were a hideous scarlet, and the teeth were as sharp and jagged as a shark's.

   "Boy, don't tell me that you are a witcher. It is really stupid of you to come to me in this way."

  The demon hunter is a guardian who hunts down **** creatures, undead creatures and evil spirits. Because there is a **** entrance in the underground of Winter Capital, many **** creatures are hidden in various parts of the dungeon, which will naturally attract demon hunters.

   "Of course I'm not a witcher, but I didn't come looking for you either. A horned devil, much to my disappointment.

   Go and inform your master that a friend from afar has come to visit specially, and let him come out to see me. "

"Just you, a lowly human being, want to see my master!" The Horned Demon pressed his hands on the table, the fire on his body became more intense, his back was half-opened, and he sprayed backward like a rocket's tail flame: "I Will burn you to death, let your soul suffer the pain of the stake, and become my lunch dedicated to the master!"

  The horned demon jumped up, and the impact of the flames erupting from his back pushed his body and bumped into Luke. His one horn is like a red-hot iron, and his open fangs are sticky with viscous magma.

   This was when the Horned Demon was about to bump into Luke, when a huge figure suddenly appeared beside Luke. Then a big hand slapped the horned demon's face with a whistling sound. The horned demon let out a scream like a dog being beaten, and flew upside down on his desk, smashing the sturdy table into two pieces.

   The horned demon got up and wanted to attack again, but when he saw the guy who slapped him, he stepped back immediately, and the flames erupting from behind immediately extinguished.

  The horned devil asked: "Is this an invasion of the territory of the red flame demon?"

   The one who slapped the horned demon was the demon tyrant. He stood beside Luke, his remaining horn almost hitting the ceiling. The tyrant looked down at the horned demon who bent over him with extremely contemptuous eyes: "Is your master's name Chi Yan? An extremely stupid name. Compared with our time, the taste of demons now is simply more childish.

  Go get your master over here, you are not qualified to talk to us. "

  The tyrant's aura made the two thugs paralyzed to the ground in fright, and Nidic had already fainted from the pain.

  The horned demon took out the compliment of the low **** creature to face the demon, he said: "May I know your name? If this is not an invasion, my master should be very happy because of your visit."

   "Tyrant!"

   Forced to come, so that the tyrant is unwilling to speak more.

   "Your tyrant devil, please wait a moment."

  The Horned Demon's body sank into the ground.

  Luke said to the two thugs lying on the ground: "Carry Nedic out and find someone to give him good treatment."

   "Yes, yes, yes..." The two thugs who had been pardoned got up, lifted the unconscious Nidik and ran outside, not daring to look at the tyrant the whole time.

   "You seem scary." When the door closed, Luke, who was waiting to be bored, teased the tyrant.

   "According to your human aesthetics, I am indeed very scary."

  The tyrant used magic to create a rock chair and sat down, smelling the smell from **** with some enjoyment.

   "The next time I see the clear sky, I will ask her to return your broken horn to you. Only one horn will damage your stalwart appearance."

  The tyrant glanced at Luke: "No need, that's the trophy she got from defeating me, and I will take it back with my strength."

   "You want to defeat the clear sky? The chances are slim...unless the artifact from **** returns."

  When mentioning the artifact, the tyrant's expression couldn't help but become depressed.

  If the artifact was still there, how could I be so downcast, with one horn chopped off, and I had to serve my sentence humbly.

  It's just...where is the artifact lost?

   "If you want to help me, let me go to the World Tree. This will also be of great benefit to the Moonlight Queen and you."

   "Okay! Things here are over, you can go to the Moonlight King's Court."

  The tyrant stared at Luke with wide eyes. He didn't expect his request to go to the World Tree to be so easily agreed.

but…

   "You are not the Queen of Moonlight, you said that if you let me go to the world, I can go to the world tree?"

  Luke said very casually: "I let you go, and you will definitely be able to go. Just before going, you must honestly tell Her Majesty the Queen about the things you know about the World Tree.

   It's good for you. "

  The tyrant continued to stare at Luke in disbelief: "You also know the World Tree and God..."

  Luke made a silent gesture: "If you want to say something, go to Qingkong and say, the devil we are waiting for is here."

  The temperature of the room suddenly rose, and some items with low ignition points burned.

  The tyrant's body emits flames to resist the attack of external fire energy. At the same time, he was also staring at Luke to see how he could resist the flames from **** with the ability to invade and melt.

  To the tyrant's surprise, the outer layer of Luke's body formed a layer of light film formed by fire attribute energy. This layer of light film not only keeps the flames of **** out, but also the electrical energy floating on the light film has a radical change with the flames of hell, forming a colorful spark that continues to bloom.

  At this point a demon sits on a luxurious throne, rising from a pool of lava generated on the ground. He wears armor studded with heat-resistant gemstones, and a pair of devil horns are also studded with many gorgeous diamonds.

   Eyes heavy with eyeliner, like a counterculture rocker.

  The appearance of the demon Chi Yan made the tyrant almost stare at him. It took him some time to confirm that the demon in front of him was a male.

   Then he was so angry that he wanted to step forward and beat up this junior who had embarrassed the **** demon.

   Really beat generation.

  The tyrant held back his anger, wanting to see what else this junior demon could do.

  The demon Chiyan also inspected the two visitors.

   A strange combination of a human and a demon.

"Oh... I remembered." The demon Chi Yan's movements were very contrived, like a star playing big names: "It is reported that during the battle of the Raging City fleet attacking Port Samuel, the governor of Raging City Meteor appeared next to him. There was a demon, and that demon had only one horn.

  You should be the Meteor Governor of the Golden Shield Empire. "

  The demon Chiyan also didn't give the tyrant a good face. He was defeated by an elf and served his sentence, which was too embarrassing for the **** demon.

   "You guessed right, I'm Meteor." Luke didn't hide his identity: "I'm here this time to discuss a business with you."

"Talk about business with me?" Chi Yan laughed: "This is the winter capital of Yate County United! In exchange for many, many benefits.

  You bring a demon with a broken horn, but it doesn't scare me. "

  The tyrant said angrily: "I suggest you fight with me, and then use your stupid brain to think about it carefully. How did my horn break?"

  Chi Yan finally observed the tyrant carefully, and found that...he turned out to be an ancient demon.

  Ancient demons are extremely rare in hell, and they may not even have the number of fingers on both hands. But it must be, the ancient demons are powerful in every way, and this demon who lives on the edge of **** is definitely not an opponent of the ancient demons.

   Then, how powerful is an elf who can cut off the horns of an ancient demon and make him willingly confess his guilt and serve his sentence!

  Elf Qingkong is in Dongdu right now.

  Chi Yan quickly changed his face: "I think I can hear what business you have brought, Mr. Governor. Maybe I earn more than what I got by kidnapping you."

  Luke said: "I want to borrow your territory to transport a big thing from Winter City to Rage City. The cost of the borrowing... is the money I won from you.

   That's a lot of money, you're making a lot of money! "

   I hereby solemnly apologize to the book friends. Knowing that it might be Lei, he tried desperately and was warned. If the book is blocked, I am really sorry for the support of the book lovers in the past year.

  (end of this chapter)