Volume 2: Empire Chapter 123: Devil's Red Flame
When the people in the bar realized that the driver, nicknamed Red-Headed Ferret, had most likely taken "concentrated 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 "Concentrated Carnival Night", which is a must-have drink for drivers competing for the first place. Because the quantity sold is extremely rare, it is an open secret who has the "Concentrated Carnival Night" before the race.
Gamblers paid for information before the game and learned that the red-headed weasel Nidick did not have any potions, but the reality was very ironic. Nidick not only had a "carnival night", but also a condensed version.
It must be that the biker gang secretly manipulated the outcome of the game, causing Nedick to lose unexpectedly and thus stealing all the gambling money.
Looking at the magical projection above his head, Nedik was driving his motorcycle on the gravel ground, leaving the second place far behind. If Nedik had not made any mistakes or accidents, he would have been the champion of this game.
The music in the bar and the foggy "Carnival Night" could not suppress the gamblers' anger. They shouted loudly and asked the motorcycle gang to come out to explain.
The scene was gradually falling into chaos.
Luke drank slowly at the place where he met Nidic, and couldn't help but admire in his heart that this red-haired guy was indeed a future champion driver and worthy of the potion he had invested in him.
At the same time, Luke also saw the bartender pointing at him and saying something to another strong man. The strong man looked at Luke deeply, and after remembering his appearance, he went backstage.
I don’t know if I can meet the guy I want to meet this time.
Luke continued to drink and enjoy the game on the magic projection.
The mature Nidick did not make any mistakes this time, and rushed to the finish line below the tower with an undisputed advantage. However, he was not greeted with flowers and cheers, but with several strong thugs holding him and dragging him into the tower.
"Hey! Let me go, what do you want to do?"
Nidic's struggles were of no avail, and no one answered him.
Inside the bar, angry gamblers were cursing and destroying the facilities in the bar, which scared the girls and made them scream. The motorcycle gang had to send thugs to maintain order at the scene, and only after knocking a few troublemakers to the ground did they manage to calm down the bar .
The manic music stopped, and there was a mess everywhere. People covered in blood were rolling on the ground wailing.
The bartender who had placed the bet for Luke came over and said, “Sir, our boss wants to see you.”
"Okay..." Luke finished the last of his drink, stood up and said, "I just happen to have something to do, and I want to see him, too."
"plz follow me."
Stepping on the glass and unknown debris on the ground, Luke followed the bartender into the backstage. Then he felt a mental force staring at him. It was vague and thin like a hair, trying to drill into his consciousness and launch a mental spell attack.
But Luke's spirit was very different from that of an ordinary person, like a seamless wall, leaving the opponent nowhere to attack. Luke followed the bartender forward, and when his spirit locked onto the opponent's position, he quickly pulled the spirit ball from Qingkong's spirit, and the powerful spirit force rushed back.
In a nearby room, a large-headed hellish creature fell silently to the ground, with dark red blood oozing out of all the holes on its head.
The bartender led Luke to a door, and Luke had already sent the spirit orb back to Clear Sky.
"Our boss is inside, go in by yourself! Good luck..."
The bartender gave Luke a sarcastic smile and looked at him as if he were a dead man.
In today's game, he not only won a lot of money, but also greatly damaged the reputation of the motorcycle party. All gamblers who bet on this game need an explanation, so just give him an explanation and save a lot of money.
“I’ve always had good luck.”
Luke pushed the door open and walked into the room.
A strong smell of smoke hits you in the face. It 's not the smell of tobacco, but the pungent smell of sulfur.
Luke covered his mouth and nose, but he thought it was useless, so he just let it go. He would have to deal with hell many times in the future, and he would get used to the smell of sulfur after breathing it in many times.
There was a very imposing desk in the room, and a tall man was sitting behind it. His face was covered by shadows, and only a pair of glowing red eyes could be seen.
In addition to this man, there were two strong thugs. Nidick fell at the feet of the thugs, curled up and groaned weakly.
Luke waved his hand, and a chair in the corner moved to the front of the desk. He walked over and sat down, crossing his legs, bouncing on his toes, his leather shoes shining like mirrors.
"You are the leader of the motorcycle gang! You invited me here... Are you going to give me the money I won?"
Luke's calmness was beyond the expectations of the motorcycle gang leader.
At this time, a gang member hurriedly ran in, leaned over to the motorcycle gang leader and whispered in his ear, as if to say: Who is dead.
"I know, you can get out." The motorcycle gang leader's voice was as loud as a bell, and then he asked Luke: "Did you give Nidick the carnival night he used in the game?"
"Yes." Luke admitted readily: "This doesn't seem to violate the rules of the game, right?"
"It is not against the rules to use Rave Night in motorcycle racing, but Nedik did not use ordinary Rave Night, but concentrated form. We have records of the whereabouts and use of each bottle of concentrated Rave Night.
But the only one missing is the bottle you gave to Nidic.
If you can't give us an explanation, I'm afraid you won't be able to take your winnings, and you'll have to leave your life here."
"Wow! I didn't expect you to record it in such detail." Luke showed a surprised expression: "Are you going to prepare delicious dishes from their souls so that we can enjoy a feast to our heart's content?"
Luke's words caused flames to burst out of the motorcycle gang leader's body, and his appearance was revealed.
His skin was red, and he had a single horn on his bald head. His eyes were a terrifying scarlet, and his teeth were sharp and jagged like shark teeth.
"Boy, don't tell me you are a demon hunter. It is really stupid for you to come to me in this way."
Demon hunters are moralists whose mission is to hunt down hell creatures, undead creatures, and evil spirits. Because there is an entrance to hell in the underground of Winter City, many hell creatures hide in various places in the dungeon, which will naturally attract demon hunters.
"Of course I'm not a demon hunter, but I'm not here to look for you. A horned demon, I'm very disappointed.
Go and tell your master that a distant friend has come to visit you, and ask him to come out to see me."
"You, a lowly human, want to see my master!" The horned demon put his hands on the table. The fire on his body became more intense. His back was half open, and he sprayed out tail flames like rockets. "I will burn you to death. Let your soul suffer the pain of burning and become my lunch for my master!"
The horned demon leaped up, the impact of the flames erupting from his back pushed his body towards Luke. His horn was like a red-hot iron, and his open fangs were covered with sticky magma.
Just when the horned demon was about to hit Luke, a huge figure suddenly appeared beside Luke. Then a big hand slapped the horned demon in the face with a whistling sound. The horned demon let out a scream like a dog being beaten, flew backwards and hit his desk, breaking the solid desk in two.
The horned demon who had suffered a loss got up and wanted to attack again, but when he saw the guy who slapped him, he immediately stepped back and the flames erupting from his back immediately extinguished.
The Horned Demon questioned, "Is this an invasion of the Red Flame Demon's territory?"
The one who
Go and get your master here, you are not qualified to speak to us."
The tyrant's aura frightened the two thugs so much that they collapsed on the ground, and Nidick had already fainted from the pain.
The horned demon took out a low-level hell creature to face the demon's compliment. He said: "May I know your name? If this is not an invasion, my master should be very happy for your visit."
"tyrant!"
Being forced to come here made the tyrant unwilling to say more.
"Your Excellency, Tyrant Demon, please wait a moment."
The horned demon's body sank into the ground.
Luke said to the two thugs lying on the ground, "Carry Nidic out and find someone to treat him properly."
"Yes, yes, yes..." The two thugs, as if they had been pardoned, climbed up, picked up the unconscious Nidick and ran out, not daring to look at the tyrant the whole time.
"You seem scary." When the door closed, Luke, who was waiting bored, teased the tyrant.
"According to your human aesthetic standards, I am indeed very scary."
The tyrant used magic to create a rock chair and sat down, smelling the scent from hell with some enjoyment.
"Next time I see Qingkong, I will ask her to return your broken horn to you. Only one horn will detract from your majestic appearance."
The tyrant raised his eyelids and glanced at Luke: "No need, that is the trophy she got when she defeated me, I will take it back with my strength."
"You want to defeat Qingkong? The chance is slim... unless the artifact of hell returns."
When mentioning the divine weapon, the tyrant's expression couldn't help but become depressed.
If the divine weapon was still there, how could he be so miserable, having one of his horns chopped off and having to serve his sentence in a humble manner?
But... where did the artifact get 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."
"Sure! Once you're done here, go to the Moonlight Court."
The tyrant stared at Luke with wide eyes. He didn't expect that his request to go to the World Tree would be granted so easily.
but……
"You are not the Moonlight Queen. If you tell me to go to the world, I can go to the World Tree?"
Luke said casually, "If I ask you to go, you will definitely go. But before you go, you must honestly tell Her Majesty the Queen everything you know about the World Tree.
It’s good for you.”
The tyrant continued to stare at Luke in disbelief: "You also know about the World Tree and God..."
Luke made a gesture to keep quiet: "If you want to say something, go and tell Qingkong. The demon we are waiting for is here."
The temperature in the room suddenly rose and some items with low ignition points started to burn.
Flames burst out of the tyrant's body to resist the invasion of external fire energy. At the same time, he stared at Luke to see how he could resist the flames from hell with strong molten energy.
To the tyrant's surprise, a layer of light film with fire energy formed on the outer layer of Luke's body. This light film not only blocked the hell flames outside, but the free electric energy on the light film also produced a drastic change with the hell flames, forming a continuous bloom of colorful sparks.
At this time, a demon sat on a luxurious throne, rising from the magma pool formed on the ground. He was wearing armor inlaid with heat-resistant gems, and his pair of demon horns were also inlaid with many gorgeous diamonds.
His eyes were heavily lined, like a counter-culture rock musician.
The appearance of the demon Chiyan almost made the tyrant pop his eyes out. 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 go up and beat up this junior who brought shame to the devil of hell.
What a lost generation.
The tyrant suppressed his anger and wanted to see what else this young devil could do.
The demon Chiyan also looked at the two visitors.
A human and a demon, a very strange combination.
“Oh… I remember now.” The demon Chiyan’s movements were very artificial, like a celebrity who was playing big: “There is news that when the Nutao City fleet attacked Samuel Port, a demon appeared next to the Nutao City Governor Meteorite, and that demon had only one horn.
You should be the Meteor Governor of the Golden Shield Empire."
The demon Chiyan also did not treat the tyrant well. He was defeated by an elf and had to stand trial and serve his sentence, which was a disgrace to the demons of hell.
"You guessed right, I am Meteor." Luke did not hide his identity: "This time I came to discuss a business with you."
"Negotiate business with me?" Chi Yan laughed: "This is the winter capital of the Art County Alliance! If I catch you, whether I negotiate with the Golden Shield Empire or the Art County Alliance, I can get many benefits.
You brought a demon with a broken horn, but it can't scare me."
The tyrant said angrily: "I suggest you fight me, and then use your stupid brain to think about how my horn was broken."
Chi Yan finally observed the tyrant carefully, and then discovered... he was actually an ancient demon.
Ancient demons were extremely rare in Hell, and there might not even be enough fingers on two hands. But it was certain that each of the ancient demons was very powerful, and a demon like himself who lived on the edge of Hell was definitely not a match for an ancient demon.
So, how powerful must the elf be who can cut off the horns of an ancient demon and make him willingly plead guilty and serve his sentence!
The elf Qingkong is in Dongdu at this time.
Chi Yan's expression changed quickly: "I think I can listen to what business you have brought, Governor. Maybe I can make more money than kidnapping you."
Luke said, "I want to borrow your territory to transport something big from Winter City to Raging Waves City. The cost of borrowing the territory... is the money I earn from you.
That's a lot of money, you made a lot of money!"
