When the people in the bar realized that the driver, nicknamed Red-headed Weasel, had most likely taken "concentrated carnival night", they immediately felt like they were being cheated.

Drivers are allowed to take potions during the race, but gamblers can find out who has the medicine in their hands through some channels. Especially the "Concentrated Carnival Night", which is a must-have drink for drivers competing for first place, and

Because the quantity sold is extremely rare, it is an open secret who has the "condensed carnival night" before the game.

Gamblers spent money to buy information before the game, knowing that Nidick, the red-headed weasel, did not have any potion in his hand, but the reality was very ironic. Nidick not only had a "carnival night", but it was a condensed version.

The bikers must have secretly manipulated the results of the game to upset Nidick and thus blackmail all the gambling funds.

Looking at Nidick in the magic projection above his head, he was driving a motorcycle on the gravel ground, and he was far behind in second place. If Nidick had not made any mistakes or accidents, he would have been the winner of this game.

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

The scene is gradually descending into chaos.

Luke slowly drank wine at the place where he met Nidick, 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 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 took a deep look at Luke, and after remembering his appearance, he turned backstage.

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

Luke continued to drink wine and admire 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, what greeted him was not flowers and cheers, but several strong thugs holding him and dragging him in.

Inside the tower.

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

Nidick's struggles had no effect, and no one answered him.

In the bar, the angry gamblers were swearing and destroying the facilities in the bar, making the girls scream in fright. The motorcycle gang had to send thugs to maintain order at the scene. After beating a few troublemakers to the ground, they

The bar was barely quiet.

The manic music stopped, there was a mess everywhere, and people covered in blood were rolling on the ground and wailing.

The bartender who placed the bet for Luke came over and said, "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 want to see him."

"plz 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 as thin as a hair and trying to penetrate into his consciousness to activate his spirit.

Spell-like attack.

But Luke's spirit is very different from ordinary people. It is like a seamless city wall, giving the opponent nowhere to attack. Luke followed the bartender forward, and when his mental power locked the opponent's position, he quickly moved the mental magic ball.

Pulled from Qingkong's spirit, the strong mental power rushed over.

In a nearby room, a big-headed hell creature fell to the ground silently, with black and red blood pouring out of all the holes in its head.

The bartender led Luke to a door, and Luke had already sent the spiritual sphere back to Clear Sky.

"Our boss is inside, go in by yourself! I wish you good luck..."

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

In today's game, he not only won a large amount of money, but also greatly damaged the reputation of the motorcycle gang. All gamblers who placed bets in this game need an explanation, so give him an explanation and save a lot of money.

Big money.

"I've always had good luck."

Luke opened the door and walked into the room.

What I faced was a very strong smell of smoke. This smell was not the smell of tobacco, but the pungent smell of sulfur.

Luke covered his mouth and nose, thinking it was useless, so he just let it go. There will be many days of dealing with hell in the future, and he will get used to this sulfur smell after inhaling it too much.

There was a very impressive desk in the room, with a tall man sitting behind it. The shadow covered his appearance, and only a pair of bright red eyes could be seen.

In addition to this man, there were two strong thugs. Nidik fell at the thugs' feet, curling up and moaning feebly.

Luke waved his hand, and a chair in the corner was moved to the front of the desk. He walked over and sat down, crossed his legs, tiptoed, and his leather shoes were as bright as a mirror.

"You are the boss 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 biker gang boss.

At this time, a member of the gang hurriedly ran in and whispered into the ear of the boss of the motorcycle gang, as if to say: Who is dead?

"I know, you can go out." The biker gang boss'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 Carnival Night in motorcycle racing, but what Nidick uses is not an ordinary Carnival Night, but a concentrated version. We have records of the whereabouts and use of every bottle of concentrated Carnival Night.

But not the bottle you gave Nidick.

If you can’t give us an explanation, I’m afraid not only will you not be able to take away the money you won, but you will also have to keep your life here.”

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

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Luke's words caused the biker gang leader to spurt flames from his body, and his appearance was revealed.

His skin is red, and there is a single horn on his bald head. His eyes are terrifying scarlet, and his teeth are as sharp and jagged as shark teeth.

"Boy, don't tell me that you are a demon hunter. You are so stupid to come to me in this way."

Demon hunters are defenders whose mission is to hunt hell creatures, undead creatures and evil spirits. Because there is an entrance to hell underground in the Winter Capital, many hell creatures are hidden throughout the dungeon, which naturally attracts witchers.

"Of course I'm not a witcher, but I'm not here to find you either. A horned demon disappoints me.

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

"Only you, a lowly human, 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 out tail inflammation like a rocket: "I

I will burn you to death, let your soul endure the pain of fire, and become my lunch for the master!"

The Horned Demon jumped up, and the impact of the flames erupted from his back, pushing his body towards Luke. His horn was like a red-hot iron, and his open fangs were stuck to the sticky magma.

This was when the Horned Demon was about to hit Luke, when a huge figure suddenly appeared next to Luke. Then a big hand slapped the Horned Demon in the face with a whistling sound, and the Horned Demon made a sound like a dog being beaten.

With a scream, he flew upside down and hit his desk, breaking the solid desk into two pieces.

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

The Horned Demon asked: "Is this an invasion of the Red Flame Demon's territory?"

The one who slapped the Horned Demon was the Demon Tyrant. He stood beside Luke, and his remaining horn almost hit the ceiling. The Tyrant looked down at the Horned Demon who was bending over him with extremely contemptuous eyes: "Your master

Is it called Chiyan? An extremely stupid name. Compared with our taste at that time, the taste of demons today is simply more childish.

Go and ask your master to come over, you are not qualified to talk to us."

The tyrant's momentum caused the two thugs to collapse to the ground in fear, and Nidick had already fainted from the pain.

The horned devil took out the low-level hell creatures and faced the devil's compliments. He said: "May I know your name? If this is not an invasion, my master will be very happy because of your visit."

"tyrant!"

Being forced to come made the tyrant reluctant to say anything.

"Honorable 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: "Take Nidick out and find someone to give him good treatment."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The two thugs who were granted amnesty got up, lifted 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 bored and waiting, teased the tyrant.

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

The tyrant used magic to create a rock chair and sat on it, smelling the smell 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 glanced at Luke: "No need, that is the trophy she got from defeating me. I will get it back with my strength."

"You want to defeat Qingkong? The chances are slim...unless the artifact from hell returns."

At the mention of the artifact, the tyrant's expression turned gloomy.

If the artifact was still there, how could he be in such a miserable state, having one of his horns chopped off, and having to serve a sentence of humiliation?

It's just...where was 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! After the things here are over, you can go to the Moonlight Palace."

The tyrant stared at Luke with wide eyes. He did not expect that his request to go to the World Tree would be so easily agreed to.

but……

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

Luke said casually: "If I ask you to go, you will definitely be able to go. But before you go, you must tell Her Majesty the Queen honestly and clearly what you know about the World Tree.

This is good for you."

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

Luke made a silent gesture: "Whatever you want to say, go to Qingkong and tell him, the devil we have been waiting for is here."

The temperature of the room suddenly rises, and some items with low ignition point burn.

Flames erupted from the Tyrant's body to resist the invasion of external fire-attributed energy. At the same time, he stared at Luke to see how he could resist the flames from hell, which had the power to invade and melt.

What surprised the tyrant was that a light film of fire energy formed on the outer layer of Luke's body. This light film not only blocked the flames of hell, but the free electrical energy on the light film also interacted with the flames of hell.

A sudden change occurs, forming a colorful spark that continues to bloom.

At this time, a demon was sitting on a luxurious throne, rising from the magma pool generated on the ground. He wore an armor studded with heat-resistant gems, and a pair of demon horns were also studded with many gorgeous diamonds.

Her eyes were covered with thick eyeliner, like a counterculture rock musician.

The appearance of the demon Chi Yan almost made the tyrant stare out his eyes. 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 forward and beat up this junior for embarrassing the devil in hell.

What a defeated generation.

The tyrant suppressed his anger and wanted to see what else this descendant of the devil could do.

Demon Chiyan also looked at the two visitors.

A very strange combination of a human and a demon.

"Oh... I remember." Demon Chiyan's movements were very artificial, like a celebrity showing off: "There is news that during the battle of the Raging Waves City fleet attacking Port Samuel, the Governor of Raging Waves City, Meteorite, was next to him.

There once appeared a demon with only one horn.

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

The demon Chiyan also did not look good to the tyrant. He was defeated by an elf and still had to undergo trial and serve a sentence. It was too embarrassing for the devil in hell.

"You guessed it right, I am the meteor." Luke did not hide his identity: "I came here this time to discuss a business deal with you."

"Negotiating business with me?" Chi Yan laughed loudly: "This is the winter capital of the Yate County Alliance! If I catch you, you can do anything for me whether you are negotiating with the Golden Shield Empire or the Yate County Alliance.

In exchange for many, many benefits.

If you bring a demon with a broken horn, it won't scare me."

The tyrant said angrily: "I suggest you fight with me, and then use your stupid brain to think carefully about how my horn was broken?"

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

Ancient demons are extremely rare in hell, and they may not be able to count the number of fingers on two hands. But it is definitely that the ancient demons are powerful and powerful, and I, a demon who lives on the edge of hell, is definitely no match for an ancient demon.

So, how powerful is an elf who can cut off the horns of an ancient demon and make him willing to plead guilty and serve his sentence!

Elf Clear Sky is in the winter capital right now.

Chi Yan's face changed quickly: "I think we can hear what kind of business you have brought, Mr. Governor. Maybe I can earn more than kidnapping you."

Luke said: "I want to borrow your territory to transport a big thing from Winter Capital to Raging Waves City. The cost of borrowing the road... is the money I win from you.

That’s a lot of money, you’ve made a lot of money!”
Chapter completed!