Chapter 87 God's Purge Plan (14)
He glanced at the "treasure" in the box with contempt, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "How dare you take out an ordinary stone disguised as a fake to deceive people?"
The smile on Mamon's face froze instantly, her fat trembled, and she looked terrified, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
The demons around him also stopped their noise one after another, and stared at Lucifer with wide eyes as if he were a monster.
They never imagined that Lucifer could see through Mammon's deception so easily.
Feng Ziang looked at Lucifer's attitude of controlling everything. He was indeed the man he liked. He was really amazing!
Mammon was so angry that his fat face turned purple.
He wanted to summon his demons to attack Lucifer, but Lucifer suddenly raised his hand to stop him.
"I have a more interesting idea." Lucifer raised a playful smile, his eyes flashing with a cunning light.
"How about we have a duel of magic knowledge? If I win, you will take out the real treasure and never lie to me again."
Mammon was stunned, and the demons around her looked at each other, obviously not expecting Lucifer to make such a request.
This is like brandishing a sword in front of Guan Gong or showing off an axe in front of Lu Ban. Mamen is an old hand in the demon trading market. Who dares to compete with him in this?
Feng Ziang also frowned slightly, not understanding what Lucifer was up to.
Is he really proficient in magical knowledge?
"What, you don't dare?" Lucifer looked at Mammon provocatively, his tone full of disdain.
Mammon's expression changed constantly, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's compete, who is afraid of who!"
Lucifer chuckled, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Then let's start..."
Lucifer's lips curled up in a confident arc, like a director holding the script in his hands, controlling the whole rhythm.
He faced the tricky questions thrown by Mammon with ease, just like a butcher cutting up an ox. Those obscure and difficult to understand magical theories seemed as simple to him as the addition and subtraction method taught to an elementary school student.
Sometimes he quoted from classics and used ancient magic spells at will; sometimes he spoke wittily and used modern metaphors to explain the essence of magic vividly, like a walking encyclopedia of magic.
He didn't speak fast, but every word he spoke made a loud sound, like a loud slap on Mammon's face, making him dizzy and completely losing the ability to refute.
Mammon originally wanted to take the opportunity to change the concept, but was accurately exposed by Lucifer and was beaten mute. She could only watch Lucifer's performance.
Mammon's obese body collapsed on the ground like a pool of rotten mud. The fat on his face trembled like waves. He had completely lost his previous arrogance and wilted like an eggplant hit by frost. His two green eyes stared blankly at the ground, as if he was wondering if he had learned fake magic over the years.
He was mumbling something, no one knew what he was saying. I guess he was complaining in his heart that he was defeated by a "fallen angel", which was a great humiliation.
The demons around had stopped their noise long ago, their mouths opened wide, with shock on their faces, as if they had seen aliens invading the earth.
Feng Ziang looked at Lucifer's high-spirited appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. His cold eyes were filled with undisguised trust and admiration. This man was simply a light in his life, illuminating his way forward.
He wanted to rush up and give Lucifer a big hug, but he had to give up because of the situation.
He clenched his fists, silently cheering for Lucifer in his heart and giving him a thumbs up for his wonderful performance. This move was simply amazing!
Lucifer felt Feng Ziang's fiery gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.
He walked slowly to Feng Ziang and patted his shoulder gently, his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was treating a rare treasure.
The coldness in his eyes faded, replaced by a protective desire, as if saying, "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything." The demons around saw this scene and cast ambiguous glances at him. Some were envious, some were jealous, and some looked shocked. They whispered to each other and gossiped about the relationship between the two men.
Just as Mammon was reluctantly preparing to take out the real treasure, the entire demon trading market suddenly fell into a dead silence and darkness, and all the light disappeared as if swallowed by a black hole.
A powerful wave of magical power swept in like a tsunami, shaking the entire space slightly, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air.
The demons around were instantly frightened into silence and trembling. Even Mammon was frightened to the point of turning pale and his fat body began to tremble. His already small eyes narrowed into slits.
Lucifer and Feng Ziang narrowed their eyes vigilantly at the same time. The two of them stood back to back, staring closely at the darkness around them. The large light spells in their hands also began to glow faintly, ready to deal with any danger that might occur at any time.
"Interesting." Lucifer whispered, and the corner of his mouth once again curled up that playful smile, but this time, there was a hint of coldness in the smile.
The darkness was like thick ink, swallowing up all the light in the Devil's Trading Market, leaving it pitch dark.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, mixed with a barely perceptible scent of blood, which made people nauseous.
A strange whisper came from the depths of the darkness, intermittently, like the humming of a ghost, making people shudder.
Lucifer and Feng Ziang stood back to back, as if they were in the center of a storm. Everything around them became blurry and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard clearly.
Lucifer's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, staring closely at any movement that might occur in the darkness.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and veins popped out on the back of his hands, showing how determined he was at the moment.
"No matter who it is, don't try to stop me." He said to himself, his tone full of unquestionable determination.
This is no joke. Feng Ziang's injuries cannot be delayed. He must get this treasure.
Feng Ziang felt a lot more at ease when he felt the powerful aura emanating from Lucifer.
He knew that as long as Lucifer was there, there was nothing to be afraid of.
He silently transferred his power into Lucifer's body, silently expressing his trust and support.
There is no need for words between the two of them; just a glance or a gesture can allow them to understand each other and have a tacit understanding. They are simply the best spokesperson for "being in tune with each other".
Suddenly, a shrill voice broke the silence.
"Lucifer, you actually have the nerve to show up here!" In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged. It was Samuel.
With a twisted smile on his face and a malicious gleam in his eyes, he looked like a rat in a gutter.
"Have you forgotten the crimes you have committed?" He pointed at Lucifer and accused him at the top of his voice, his tone full of hatred and jealousy. His face was more disgusting than if he had eaten a fly.
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