Although a fierce battle was already raging within the void, Pompey and Lucius, the leaders of the many motorcycle tribes in the outer ring and representing the Triumphs in the Hellfire Riders, only had the position of overlord in their hearts.

They headed straight for the lake of fire, avoiding any unnecessary fighting unless absolutely necessary.

That's why they were the first to arrive at the lake of fire.

Looking at the scorching lava before him and feeling its temperature firsthand, Pompey couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The sky was now completely dark, burned red by the fire lake, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

But mobile phones can distinguish them.

Pompey looked down, his face gradually turning dejected. After a long while, he exhaled and said wistfully:

"I was half an hour slower than when I completed the Hellfire Ride last time, and even slower than my best time when I was younger. I guess I have to admit I'm getting old!"

Pompey shook his head, looking unwell.

But soon, a word of encouragement floated over to him.

"No, my brother is still very young. The reason it was slower this time was simply because there were more corpses on the road than last time."

Pompey turned his head, looking towards Lucius as he searched for the source of the sound.

Lucius's lips curled slightly, his hair obscuring almost half his face, and given the distance between them, even Pompey couldn't see Lucius's trembling with heightened emotion; he only heard him say:

"Moreover, the sons of Calydon, on whom my elder brother places high hopes, are a group of ambitious young men, none of whom can compare to my elder brother. Doesn't this prove that my elder brother is still as sharp as ever?"

Pompey gave Lucius a deep look, then finally let out a soft snort and looked away.

"Hmph, being too glib is not a good thing for you."

Despite saying that, Pompey's mood improved somewhat, and he smiled slightly as he slowly walked to the edge of the lake of fire.

Then, under Lucius’s almost burning gaze, Pompey slowly took out the flint hanging from his waist.

Staring at the flint, Pompey shook his head. Despite his secret delight, a lingering regret remained.

"The son of Calydon kept saying he wanted to settle things once and for all, but the journey has been so boring."

There was no urgency, no struggle.

After surpassing the previous leader, the Son of Calydon disappeared completely, as if it were a solo performance by the victor from the very beginning.

The banner of the outer ring is still being carried by Pompeo alone!

Behind him, Lucius sneered, "It's rare that Big Brother favors that Caesar so much, but who knew they would be so disappointing."

Pompey glanced back, then looked away.

"Fine..."

"Boredom is a good thing. At least the position of overlord is still in the hands of the victors, and we don't have to worry about the Fire Lake and the outer ring for the next few years."

Pompey shook his head and threw the "fire stone" into the lake of fire.

As the "ignition stone" flew out, Lucius's heart soared with it. His exposed eye narrowed into a slit with excitement, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn upwards, revealing a hint of madness.

Just bear with it, just bear with it a little longer, Lucius!

Press down the corners of your mouth, quick! Press them down!

Just ten more seconds... no, five seconds, at most five seconds before the "flint" falls into the lake of fire.

At that time, I, Lucius... I, Lucius...

Get lost! I, Lucius, don't want to put up with this for another second!

Hahahaha, hahahaha!!!

Before the flint could fall into the lake of fire, Lucius suddenly burst into wild laughter.

Pompey turned his head, bewildered but feeling uneasy, and frowned, saying, "You..."

“I won!!!”

Lucius looked at Pompey and hysterically exclaimed, "I have finally won! Now I will be the only king of the Outer Ring!"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the "ignition stone," which had not yet fallen, suddenly exploded in Lucius's eyes, shattering his cherished dream.

Lucius was dumbfounded.

The next moment, someone hooked their arm around his shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"Come here, Wang from the outer ring, I have some private business with you."