thefictionvixens Chapter 216 Let's go for a lap!
Chapter 216 Let's go for a lap!
Chapter 216 Let's go for a ride together
A thunderous explosion suddenly rang out in the restaurant.
The gentle music was ripped apart at that moment, and the kitchen door of the restaurant was violently blown off by the blast wave, with debris flying everywhere like bullets.
Two enormous, ferocious-looking monsters emerged from the kitchen, fighting their way through a scene of utter chaos.
A strange figure was covered in black scales, each scale shimmering with an eerie luster. His claws were as sharp as knives, and with just a casual swing, they could leave neat cracks on the wall.
The other strange man was covered in red hair, looking like a burning flame from a distance. His eyes were bloodshot, and he kept emitting low roars.
Two strange men wrestled in the narrow corridor, smashing the walls to pieces, shattering decorations on the floor, and causing the entire restaurant to shake violently.
The customers present were startled by the sudden loud noise. Before they could even react to what had happened, two terrifying monsters came into view.
A look of terror instantly spread across people's faces. A woman dropped her wine glass on the ground, the crisp sound being immediately drowned out by the strange man's roar.
The staff were also panicked; they never expected something like this to happen.
The waiter, forgetting his tray, turned and ran towards the door. This action instantly resonated with everyone, and screams filled the air as everyone rushed towards the door like madmen.
The dining table was knocked over, food was scattered all over the floor, and chairs were overturned. What was once a peaceful and upscale restaurant was now a mess.
In the blink of an eye, everything became chaotic.
The two strange men fought their way from the corridor to the lobby, their massive bodies rampaging through the space.
The restaurant's glass windows rattled violently from the force and shattered within seconds.
Screams and roars mingled together, and the panicked people only fueled the ferocity of the two strange men, who fought tirelessly, completely disregarding their surroundings.
The gate was packed with people, and some people fell during the push, but they quickly got up. In this situation, falling to the ground would have been fatal.
The Black-Scaled Heretic Demon unleashed a punch that struck the Red-Haired Heretic Demon squarely in the face, sending him flying through the wall and crashing into a massive dining table.
"How dare you! How dare you?!"
The red-haired heretic coughed up a mouthful of black blood, then opened his mouth and spat out raging flames. The explosive flames spread out like wildfire, instantly setting the tables and chairs ablaze and engulfing the black-scaled heretic in a sea of fire.
However, a cold smile appeared on the face of the Black Scale Demon. His scales seemed to have some kind of special defensive power. These flames only slowed him down a bit, but they couldn't hurt him at all.
"!"
Figures emerged from every corner of the restaurant; they were a group of Netherworld warriors wielding scythes, walking amidst the flames.
They quickly surrounded the red-haired heretic demon.
"You can't escape, Red Monkey." The Black-Scaled Heretic Demon stared intently at the Red-Haired Heretic Demon in front of him with his blood-red eyes, a ferocious smile appearing on his face.
"No, you can't do this!" the red-haired heretic roared, struggling to get up. "We're allies, aren't we allies?!"
Two tongues emerged from between the Black-Scaled Demon's teeth, licking the blood from between them. "Sir Skeleton is dead. Do you think you still deserve to be our allies?"
"I...we..."
The red-haired heretic demon glared at the black-scaled heretic demon before him, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He hesitated for less than two seconds...
He immediately spoke up.
"I surrender, I surrender! I am willing to submit to Lord Rakshasa! I am willing to submit to Lord Rakshasa's demonic power!"
Upon hearing this, a glint of light appeared in the eyes of the Black Scale Heretic Demon.
He slowly walked up to the red-haired heretic demon, looking down at the figure slumped on the ground.
"Submission?"
"Yes, I am willing. I am willing to offer my loyalty to Lord Rakshasa. I can contribute more negative energy to him," the red-haired heretic said with difficulty.
The Black-Scaled Heretic Demon grinned, looking at the Red-Haired Heretic Demon who had completely lost his will to fight, and smiled sinisterly.
"You made the right choice...you should indeed submit, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong one..."
Hearing the words of the Black-Scaled Heretic Demon, the Red-Haired Heretic Demon thought he could escape this calamity, but when he heard the second half of the other party's sentence, his scarlet pupils instantly shrank.
He suddenly looked up at the Black Scale Demon, only to be met with a face full of mockery and killing intent.
"The Weeping Angel sends its greetings."
"What? No!"
The red-haired heretic demon instinctively raised his hand, and then the black-scaled heretic demon bit his neck.
Black blood gushed out like a fountain. Amidst the sea of fire, large chunks of flesh were torn off by sharp teeth, and faint sounds of mournful cries and bones shattering could be heard.
"No! You...can't!" The red-haired heretic struggled frantically, but his resistance was no match for the massive body before him.
The Black Scale Demon grabbed his arm, and with tremendous force, he ripped his shoulder off with a "crack" and sent him flying.
Black blood splattered on the ground, and the Netherworld Scum swarmed forward, scrambling to tear at the thick severed arm. They used scythes to scrape off the flesh and blood, stuffing it into their mouths.
Amidst a series of teeth-grinding chewing sounds, the red-haired heretic's resistance grew weaker and weaker, and the surrounding flames gradually died down.
Raising his hand, he pulled the dark crystal from the chest of the red-haired heretic demon, and the black-scaled heretic demon opened his mouth and put it in. In an instant, his aura surged, and his black scales turned slightly red.
After squinting and savoring the moment, the Black Scale Demon revealed a sinister smile again, looking at the messy restaurant before him as if he had just tasted some delicious food. While they were fighting, all the people here had already run away.
"What a pity..." Black Scale Demon shook his head slightly. He had finally come to the real world and wanted to taste human flesh.
Just then, the Black Scale Demon suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head to look at the corner of the restaurant.
In a corner of the restaurant, two people were sitting at a neat table. One was young, and the other was middle-aged. They looked like a father and son.
Unlike the others who had long since disappeared, these two seemed glued to their butts, not only not running away, but also never leaving their chairs from beginning to end.
They seemed completely unaffected by the recent turn of events; the younger man was pouring wine, while the middle-aged man was focused on his steak.
Sensing the gaze of the Black Scale Outer Path Demon, the two people also turned their heads slightly and cast their gazes over.
A crimson gaze slowly swept across the two faces. They were ordinary humans, yet the Black Scale Demon felt a strange sensation from them.
Several members of the Netherworld also noticed the presence of the two humans. Driven by their thirst for human blood, they immediately became restless, and some even brandished their scythes as they slowly approached the two individuals.
Black Scale Heretic Demon frowned slightly. He did not act immediately, but slowly placed the body of Red Hair Heretic Demon on the ground.
Observing the positions of the two humans, the Black Scale Outer Path Demon felt that their gazes were particularly piercing.
When he discovered that in the desolate environment, only the area around those two people was perfectly clean, untouched by the flames, and even the candles on their table were still flickering, the Black Scale Outer Path Demon finally realized what was happening.
".....Walk!"
Suddenly turning around, the Black-Scaled Demonic Path was about to take a step.
With a loud "bang," the restaurant door, which had been wide open, suddenly slammed shut. The muffled thud and the shockwave dissipated some of the black smoke inside the restaurant.
Black Scale Demon's body stiffened. Immediately afterward, he felt two extremely oppressive forces envelop him, and the surrounding air seemed to become viscous.
Mechanically turning his head, the Black Scale Demon refocused his gaze on the two ordinary people, his previously gloomy eyes now filled with horror.
"Greed, the greedy..."
The Netherworld Clan also sensed the danger and retreated slightly, letting out low growls.
Tang Zijun drained her glass of red wine, placed it on the table, glanced at Chang Lei across from her, and whispered, "What do you mean?"
Chang Lei licked his fingers. "Great, it saves me money again. I don't have to pay for this meal, hahaha."
Tang Zijun rolled her eyes. "What I mean is, are you going to do it or should I?"
"Oh, you mean that?" Chang Lei's face froze for a moment, then he forced a smile. "It's all the same, but with such a big commotion, if we don't hurry, the brothers' reinforcements will probably arrive soon."
"I see."
Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun slowly stood up.
"Fine, let's just dump it first and see what happens."
Noticing Tang Zijun's actions, Chang Lei stopped sitting and quickly stood up, standing shoulder to shoulder with Tang Zijun.
Black Scale Demon took a small step back, his eyes fixed on the two people in front of him.
"You, you really came back!? This is impossible, the angel said that you, you were all already..."
Ignoring the fear of the Black Scale Heretic Demon, Tang Zijun and Chang Lei made their moves simultaneously.
A flash of silver light revealed that Tang Zijun was holding a metal device tightly in her hand, while Chang Lei slowly took a white mask out of his pocket.
"Come race with me, Lao Chang."
The metal device was placed on her lower abdomen, and the silver straps instantly clung to Tang Zijun's waist. The card was inserted, and a wolf howl was about to erupt.
Chang Lei smiled slightly, put the mask on his face, and then a dark red light burst out from the left eye of the mask.
Black Scale Demon raised his hand to protect his eyes. In the light, he could only vaguely hear two words.
"Transformation 11"