Age of Mysticism

When the people in the bar realized that the rider, nicknamed the red-headed ferret, was most likely taking "Condensed Carnival Night", they immediately felt cheated.

Riders 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 medicine in his hands, 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 Nidick in the magic projection above his head, he drove 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?"

Nedic struggled to no avail, and no one answered him.

Inside the bar, angry gamblers cursed and destroyed the facilities in the bar, scaring the girls into 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 frantic 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 of his wine, 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 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 leads Luke to a door where Luke has 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 the door open and walked into the room.

There is a very strong smell of smoke in front of you. This smell is not 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 was a very imposing desk in the room, and a tall man was sitting behind it, his appearance was covered by the shadow, only a pair of red eyes were shining brightly.

Besides this man, there were 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 down and whispered in the ear of the boss 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 motorcycle races, but Nidick is not using regular Carnival Night, but a concentrated version. We have records of the concentrated Carnival Night, where and how each bottle is used.

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 going to prepare their souls deliciously so that you can enjoy a feast to your heart's content?"

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

His skin was scarlet, and he had a single horn 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 use this method to find me."

Demon hunters are moralists whose mission is to hunt down hell creatures, undead creatures and evil spirits. Because there is a hell entrance in the underground of Winter Capital, many hell 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, very disappointing to me.

Go and inform your master that a friend from afar has come to visit specially, and ask him to 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 hit 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, 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 Demon asked, "Is this an invasion of the Scarlet Flame Demon's territory?"

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 speak with us. "

The tyrant's aura caused the two thugs to collapse to the ground in fright, and Nidic had already passed out from the pain.

The horned demon took out the compliment of the lowly hell 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 talk more.

"Your tyrant devil, please wait a moment."

The horned devil's body sank into the ground.

Luke said to the two thugs lying on the ground: "Take Nidic out and find someone to treat him well."

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

"You seem scary," quipped Luke to the tyrant when the door closed, waiting to be bored.

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

The tyrant used magic to create a rock chair and sat down, sniffing the smell from hell 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 Clear Sky? The chances are slim...unless the artifact from hell returns."

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

If the artifact was still there, how could he be so downcast, had one horn cut off, and had to serve his 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! The things here are over, you can go to the Moonlight Royal 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 casually: "If I let you go, you will definitely be able to go. Just before you go, you must honestly tell Her Majesty the Queen what 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 demon we are waiting for is here."

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

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

To the tyrant's surprise, the outer layer of Luke's body formed a film of light with fire energy. This layer of light film not only keeps the flames of hell 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 moment a demon sits on a luxurious throne, rising from a pool of lava generated in 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 hell demon.

What a lost generation.

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

Demon Chiyan also inspected the two visitors.

A strange combination of a human and a demon.

"Oh... I remember now." The demon Chi Yan's movements are 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, was surrounded by There was a demon, and that demon had only one horn.

You should be the meteorite governor of the Golden Shield Empire. "

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

"You guessed it right, I am Meteor." Luke did not hide his identity: "This time, I want 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 frighten 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 seriously, and found that...he turned out to be an ancient demon.

Ancient demons are extremely rare in hell, and they may not even be able to make up 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 hell 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!

Fairy Qingkong is in Dongdu right now.

Chi Yan quickly changed his face: "I think I can hear what business you 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 borrowing the road... is the money I won from you.

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

Here I sincerely 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.