Chapter 269: Who is the True Wind Devil?

Chapter 269: Who is the True Wind Devil?

Day 1 in Prison.

The meals in Kuangyu were far inferior to those in San Francisco, utterly disappointing. The prison guards had short tempers and often cursed, and the beds were not sturdy; one would sway with every turn in sleep.

Day 2 in Prison.

The iron in the laundry room was a bit too hot to handle, and I got a can of ice-cold beer as a reward for roofing with tar. The beer tasted great. In the evening, I watched a movie called "The Shawshank Redemption."

Is it appropriate to show this in prison?

Day 3 in Prison.

I was teased by a big guy while showering, so I beat him up. The next day, a small guy knelt before me, seeking protection, and even offered me [Data Deleted]. I refused.

Day 4 in Prison.

A massive brawl broke out in the prison today, and I became a prominent figure. Suddenly, I realized this place wasn't so bad after all. The inmates were all talented, spoke politely, and fought without restraint. Stealing was done openly, and I loved it here.

Day 5 in Prison.

I joined the Black Claw Gang, the strongest of the three gangs, and immediately became an officer. The boss appreciated me because I could fight.

Day 6 in Prison.

The boss was locked up for fighting, and with the gang's encouragement, I launched a coup and officially became the leader of the Black Claw Gang.

Day 7 in Prison.

I unified the three gangs in the prison and became the sole leader!

...

District Thirteen's Phone Booth.

After finishing his daily work, Chief Black remembered that today was the day he had arranged to contact Dragonfang regularly. He made the call.

"South American Rat, how are you doing in there?"

"Call me Dragon Brother! You damn cop!"

Chief Black fell silent, his face full of confusion.

What just happened? "Dragonfang, it's me, Chief Black, your friend."

"Go to hell! If you're a friend, why did you send me to prison? You keep assigning me all sorts of messy work. Is District Thirteen out of people? Why do you burden me with all the tasks? You bunch of useless drunks and gluttons!"

Chief Black: "..."

"Hey, buddy, I was just joking. Don't take it to heart."

Chief Black: "..."

The question was, how much of Dragonfang's words were genuine jokes, and how much was he genuinely upset?

"I've been keeping an eye on Ice Cold and his gang. They've bribed a prison guard, and there might be an operation tonight. I'll do my best to retrieve Pandora's Box. Ask Dad and Lu Ke to prepare for sealing the devil."

"Understood."

Chief Black hung up the phone and looked at the relaxed staff in District Thirteen, deep in thought.

Were they living too comfortably?

That's why District Thirteen had been repeatedly invaded by Xiao Yu, and even Dragonfang's scolding left him speechless, because what he said was true.

The main reason was that these scientists were not proficient in magic and demons.

He sighed and called Papa's Antique Shop.

...

"Okay, I understand."

Lu Ke hung up the phone, thought for a moment, then informed the others about the situation in the prison. He then expressed his intention to subdue the devil alone.

Dad strongly objected, "This is too dangerous. Even if weakened, ancient demons are formidable Dark Energy beings."

"Please rest assured, sir. I have the confidence to handle them. I'd like to ask you for some other help."

"What is it?"

Lu Ke extended his index finger, and a Qi attached itself to his finger, drawing a complex symbol in the air.

Dad pushed up his glasses, "This is a magic I've never seen before."

"Communication magic. With this symbol, I can observe the scene and hear sounds centered around me by using magic."

Lu Ke softly explained. This magic was initially developed to communicate with Evil Face Lu Ke, and now, with improvements, it could support one-to-many functions and provide more detailed images and sounds.

It was like a magical version of live streaming.

"I hope you can pass this symbol to every Righteous Mage."

Dad hesitated, "Are you trying to establish your reputation? But the Saint Fighters' reputation is already loud enough."

"I need a more resounding title to become the leader of all White Aura Mages, allowing me to issue precise commands rather than just being a nominal spokesperson."

"Why?"

Dad was puzzled, "Saint Fighters shouldn't chase fame and fortune."

"No, Dad."

Lu Ke's eyes were clear, and his tone was gentle, "I'm not after fame and fortune. A massive crisis is brewing, and I sense that in Hell, a terrifying existence beyond all ancient demons is growing stronger. Only by uniting all White Aura Mages can we possibly avert this crisis."

"Is that so!"

Dad was surprised, "But I haven't had any premonitions. How do you know this?"

Because I am the one who started it all.

Suppressing the guilt debuff of his Good Face, Lu Ke replied, "Because I am a Saint Fighter."

This statement completely dispelled Dad's doubts. A Saint Fighter was the best talisman. Dad nodded in agreement.

"Leave it to me, Dad, but are you sure you can do it alone?"

"I'll win."

Lu Ke smiled, left the antique shop, and followed the location magic he had placed on Dragonfang, teleporting directly to his side.

As soon as he landed, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow!"

In a moderately-sized solitary prison cell, Dragonfang sat in a recliner with his legs crossed, eyes closed, and a lit Marlboro cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Below him, a prison mate with an ordinary face and a slightly thick neck knelt and bowed his head.

"Uncle Dragon, what are you—"

"Haven't you seen Brother Dragon disciplining the new gang members? Why does this voice sound so familiar..."

Dragonfang, who instinctively barked out a fierce response, opened his eyes to meet the innocent smile of the child-form Lu Ke. He immediately jumped up like a frog thrown into boiling water, his face full of embarrassment.

"Cough, Lu Ke, this is a misunderstanding."

In the underworld, a place where everything is decided by strength, Dragonfang thrived, and all the pent-up frustration he had from outside was released, making him a bit overconfident.

"No need to explain."

Lu Ke smiled slightly and walked up to the gang member below. "I just thought that if Uncle Dragon joined the Dark Energy camp, he might also achieve something significant."

"I will never join the Dark Energy camp!"

Dragonfang answered resolutely. His joining the prison gang and becoming the leader was purely an accident.

"Is that so?"

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow and kicked the gang member below. "When your leader first came in, did he borrow anything from someone, promising to return it?"

"Um..."

The gang member looked at Dragonfang hesitantly. "Did he... or did he not?"

Lu Ke shook his head with a smile and didn't wait for the answer. He got straight to the point.

"Dark Energy is spreading, and the Wind Devil Xiao Feng has been released."

"Where is he?"

Dragonfang was startled. "I haven't heard of any strange incidents happening anywhere."

"Because some demons have the ability to transform into human form, like the Sky Devil Xi Mu and this Wind Devil Xiao Feng."

Lu Ke's hand was suddenly coated with a layer of golden light, pressing firmly on the shoulder of the kneeling gang member.

The ordinary-looking gang member suddenly looked up, revealing an evil smile.

"Ah, you found me."

"You must be the current Saint Fighter mentioned by the Dark Lord. You have some skills!"

Dense Dark Energy enveloped Xiao Feng, and when he reappeared, he had broken free from Lu Ke's grip and transformed back into his original form—a giant, toad-like monster.

"Oh!"

Dragonfang screamed and pressed himself against the wall in shock. "Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!"

He had no idea he was in danger.

"Where are the Dark Lord and the others?"

"They've already run away to save the next brother."

"Thank you for your honesty."

Lu Ke flicked his finger lightly, and a Location Magic spell struck Xiao Feng. Before he could react, Lu Ke lunged forward, his staff glowing with golden light and slicing through the air with a whistling sound.

Xiao Feng used all four limbs to leap into the air, avoiding the incoming staff, and opened his massive mouth to draw in a deep breath, creating a wind vortex. But Lu Ke was unaffected, and he struck Xiao Feng's belly again with great force.

Bang—

The powerful physical magic of the mage sent Xiao Feng crashing into the wall, spitting out several mouthfuls of dark green blood. He dared not stop and dodged to the side, only for the wall he was just at to be smashed to pieces.

"Feel the power of the Wind Devil's gale!"

Xiao Feng opened his huge mouth again, and a violent wind surged out, lifting the bricks and stones from the ground, creating a storm within the small room.

Dragonfang, completely defenseless, was blown into the air, continuously shouting, "Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!"

Lu Ke, facing the storm head-on, did not dodge or avoid. He looked at Xiao Feng as if he were a can of gasoline that had volunteered to be a firefighter.

What difference was there between using wind, water, and lightning attacks against the Lan Long and courting death?

If it were a fully powerful Ancient Demon, there might have been a slight chance to compete for the authority of the wind, but this giant hair dryer...

In the face of the upgraded incarnation of the Tianjin Hozu God, the wind in the air decisively betrayed its master, transforming into a binding force that locked Xiao Feng in place, much to his disbelief.

"This can't be! How can the wind betray me?"

Lu Ke shook his head with pity. "When did you start having the delusion that the wind was loyal to you?"

"I am the Wind Devil!"

"No, you are just an ordinary demon born in an era without me."

Lu Ke took out a fan, the Immortal Deity Emblem used to seal Xiao Feng. The giant toad let out a tragic scream as it was sucked into the Hell Gate.

...

"It's not over. There's still a chance. As long as I can take another demon's place before he is liberated."

Back in Hell, Xiao Feng's eyes flickered with uncertainty. He retained more intelligence than Bogang.

"The Hell Gate will open in front of the corresponding demon, but if I find a brother whose door hasn't been closed yet and get there first..."

"Truly worthy of being a demon, to have such plans."

A low, mocking male voice echoed, accompanied by a thick, bloody smell.

A terrifying aura that made even demons shudder approached. Xiao Feng, on high alert, looked over and his pupils contracted sharply.

A massive, half-dragon demon, as large as a mountain, coldly regarded him. In its hand was a green, shriveled mass.

Upon closer inspection, it was the Mountain Devil Bogang. At this moment, Bogang was covered in shocking wounds, shrunk to human size, and barely alive.

The enormous half-dragon demon bared its white, sharp teeth.

"Don't worry, you're still useful. I will spare your lives until the night of the Millennium."

(End of Chapter)

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