I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 48 48. His Holiness

One hundred and fifty glasses of wine were placed on the table, and gray air flowed into the sky, turning into a rich aroma that lingered on the tip of the nose.

They all smelled the same, but Xia Feng could clearly sense that ten of them were fake Erli wine.

There are one hundred and fifty glasses of wine, one hundred of which are for competition, and the other fifty glasses are double cards that require Xia Feng to drink extra.

"Stop observing, it's all the same. Just pick a drink." Yan Xujia didn't know why, but subconsciously looked at the spade man and felt very unhappy.

"It's okay, let him choose slowly."

The haggard man chuckled lightly, tilted his head and said, "Your name is Yan Xuga, right? Seeing as you are a newly evolved evil transformer, you probably won't be able to withstand much evil force. I'll drink twenty cups later and drink." Just ten cups.”

Xia Feng ignored the conversation between the two people, and just picked up the glass of Erli wine with expectation and took a sip, but was suddenly disappointed.

The concentration is too low, like a drop of evil dragon version of Erli liquid diluted hundreds of millions of times to brew wine, it has no taste.

He lost interest in tasting slowly and began to pick up cups and put them in front of his lips. The bronze mask was not physical, so it did not affect his eating and drinking.

As Xia Feng drank eight cups in a row, Yan Xujia and the haggard man frowned and subconsciously stopped chatting.

The bartender reminded: "Attention, there is a difference of ten drinks between the two sides. The game will end directly and the winner will be declared. The loser will be wiped out."

The two of them were startled and started drinking quickly.

But the Spade Man seems not to be afraid of death. No matter whether he drinks real or fake wine, he drinks one glass after another.

You must know that even for half-human and half-evil beings like them, although devouring evil power can increase their strength, it still needs a certain amount of time to digest, otherwise they will quickly lose their sanity and directly turn into monsters.

"Damn, you're crazy!" The haggard man's face changed suddenly when he saw Xia Feng drink thirty glasses of wine at once, but he didn't dare to stop, and he also poured himself wine crazily.

Yan Xujia covered his head and looked ugly. He was lucky to get two glasses of fake wine in a row, but after drinking five glasses of real wine, he began to feel uncomfortable, and countless small and strange whispers rang in his ears.

The haggard man felt something was wrong and quickly looked at the clown, begging for help.

The clown shook his head: "Don't worry, I've checked. This guy is indeed a pure human. Even if the spiritual pressure level reaches the fifth level, the limit of a super spiritual master is only about forty cups. As long as he is not at the Venerable level, there is nothing good." ——Afraid? "

While the clown was speaking calmly, Xia Feng drank forty-one and forty-two cups in two and a half strokes.

"Fuck!" The haggard man's scalp was numb. He had no time to think about it anymore. He was completely crazy!

Fifty cups.

Sixty cups.

And when Xia Feng raised the seventieth cup.

Everyone in Yanxujia is stupid. I won't die here, right? He was frightened in his heart, and he drank the tenth glass desperately and mechanically, buzz——

He only felt his scalp numb, and the indescribable murmurs in his ears became more three-dimensional. Six or seven terrifying female corpses with pale faces and disheveled hair crawled out of the corners of the bar in his field of vision, staring at him with faint green eyes.

This means that his mental state is on the verge of collapse.

"Wait, wait! Wait!" The haggard man's face turned pale, and he grabbed Xia Feng's arm, "Brother, you are my real brother, stop drinking."

He really couldn't hold it any longer. Xia Feng had seventy cups, and he and Yan Xuga had to drink thirty-five.

But twenty cups was already his limit, not to mention he didn't have time to digest it. If he drank any more, he would really die.

Xia Feng made a move.

The clown who had been silent for a long time looked solemn and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Spades, are you a venerable person?"

Venerables are above the fifth level, and every Venerable in the empire is famous. Before the invasion of District 51, the Shenye Society investigated and found that there was no Venerable guarding District 51!

But what's going on with this mysterious man in front of me? The clown stared at the Spade Man with a puzzled expression.

If it were a Venerable, the Elli wine would certainly not have much impact on a spiritual master of this level. After all, the Venerable's life level was no longer in the human category, so drinking seventy cups would be no problem.

Regarding the clown's doubts, Xia Feng smiled slightly, put down his wine glass and said casually: "That's what you think~"

The clown looked unhappy and glanced at the bartender.

The bartender Mino's expression was equally solemn, he shook his head and murmured: "His spiritual pressure state is very strange and cannot be spied on. This is indeed an ability that only the Venerable has. But there is a difference. The Venerable's spiritual pressure state cannot be spied on. spy, but he is completely invisible to prying eyes.”

Wouldn't that be more terrifying? Hey! ! The corners of the clown's mouth twitched slightly.

Detecting the target's spiritual pressure is one of Mino's abilities, and he has never failed in it for hundreds of years, unless he encounters a powerful person in the Venerable Realm.

Thinking of this, Mino just wanted to curse her.

I originally thought that this spade man was just a stupid mortal who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He would naturally welcome stupid mortals, but His Holiness.

Your Majesty, get out of here! What's this big guy doing in my troubled place? An outing? Mino maintained a stiff smile on his face.

However, he did hear that some sages who were tired of living liked to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers in the world.

He was the kind of pervert who pretended to be a first- and second-level little spiritual master and was bullied, and then gradually showed his strength to kill a third-level strong man.

What impressed him the most was undoubtedly a pervert codenamed ‘Beiming’ thirty years ago.

At first, he said that he was too weak to drink much alcohol, but as he drank, he drank more than a hundred glasses of wine without realizing it, and drank everyone to death. His surprised and pretentious tone is still fresh in his memory, "Huh? What are you doing?" Have they all fallen down?"

This mysterious man in spades undoubtedly fits this shameless and perverted behavior pattern.

Xia Feng was silently paying attention to the uncertain expressions of several people. He knew that these guys might have misunderstood something, but it was just what he wanted. I am best at pretending to be a boss!

"So, is there still a competition?" He raised his glass to several people and said quietly.

The bartender shook his head: "The rules are absolute. Even I can't violate them. Both sides must die or their sanity reaches zero before the game can end and the remaining people can leave the disaster."

The withered man's face turned pale, and he looked anxiously at the clown again for help. His puppet clone was dead, and now it was his only true body. If he died again, he would really be gone.

"Bang——"

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards him. Before the haggard man could react, two glasses of wine were forced into his mouth. He raised his head and stared with wide eyes, gurgling——

"Go to hell, you idiot!" Yan Xujia grabbed his chin tightly and said with a ferocious smile, "As long as someone on both sides dies, then you have to go and die, brother."

"Uh-uh-" The haggard man covered his mouth and backed away, eyes wide open.

A minute later, his sanity returned to zero in the madness, and his body collapsed into a pile of mud. The scene was very bloody.

"Game over, distinguished guest, here is your prize."

The bartender opened a pocket watch and placed it in front of Xia Feng, with a respectful smile on his face, "Please check."

There are 2g of immeasurable stones quietly placed in the pocket watch.

"Guest, what kind of calcite stone do you want?"

Xia Feng paused and said casually: "Water."

Mino also put an aqua blue pebble into his pocket watch. The pebble emitted a faint blue light, mysterious and extraordinary.

But Xia Feng's attention was attracted by the pocket watch containing the Infinite Stone. After thinking about it, he raised his head and asked, "Let me ask you a question, where did this pocket watch come from?"

Mino was stunned by this question and subconsciously looked at the clown.