"Ugh."
Saber looked at the beauty in front of him. To be honest, this was a rare beauty in this era. He could see a trace of heroic spirit in her eyes. But at this moment, his heart was as calm as a lake. It was as if he had entered sage mode. His eyes were only filled with pure appreciation.
Previously, using the Eyes of Repentance to slaughter his enemies had consumed too much of his energy. These eyes could indeed be sustained during battle, but after the battle, the exhaustion that seeped into his bones was unbearable. It was as if his body had been hollowed out from his bones.
He didn't have the energy to deal with a woman he didn't know the details of, so he simply took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it over. Diana carefully observed Saber's movements until she took the lighter. She didn't feel anything wrong.
"Fuu … Thank you, buddy."
The beauty exhaled a wisp of smoke and showed him a charming smile. She returned the lighter to Saber, then turned around and left without hesitation. This made Saber stare blankly for a moment. It seemed that it was really a coincidence.
A few minutes later, the sneaky Strange walked out from the side alley. He looked around and gestured at Saber. Saber nodded, quickly got up and followed Strange into the alley. A dozen seconds later, Diana who lowered the brim of her hat walked out from the other side of the street and also walked into the alley.
In the end, she saw the empty alley. She frowned and moved her finger in the air.
"The fluctuation of teleportation magic … It seems that this guy is really mysterious … I just don't know if he has come in contact with it …"
On the other side, Saber who had already arrived in New York through the teleportation gate brought Strange back to the empty stronghold of The Devil Gang. He sat on the sofa and flipped through the book that Strange brought back. It was a book with a strong Karma Taj style. There were iron covers on both sides of the book. On the front of the book, which was engraved with runes, was a complicated pattern.
"The Book of Solomon is said to be a must-read book for Summoning Mages in Karma Taj. This is the original. It is said that it was personally recorded by Archmage Solomon. This is a really good thing. I secretly brought it out."
Strange looked at Saber with a headache. "But I'm curious, what do you want this book for?"
Saber said without raising his head.
"Of course it's to summon something … King told me that if I can't produce magic myself, I can borrow the magic of other creatures to slowly heal my body. Then another guy told me that creatures like ghosts have no magic in their bodies, only pure magic …"
He read for a few minutes, then closed the complicated and obscure book, threw it aside, and looked at Strange.
"Do you know how to summon?"
Strange shrugged.
"I've only learned a few Soul Spells and Time Spells. I'm not familiar with Summoning Spells. After all, I'm just a novice Mage."
"Then there's no other way. It seems that I have to go find an old friend."
Saber got up and went to the bedroom to change his clothes. He looked at Strange.
"Do you want to go with me? By the way, your cloak is very handsome, where did you get it? "
When Strange heard this, he proudly turned around, letting the magnificent red cloak flutter behind him as he said, "That's right, Father.
"This is the Floating Magic Cloak, the private collection of Ancient One. It will only recognize those really talented Mages. I'm its new owner. As for your matter … I won't go."
Strange touched his chin and said embarrassedly,
"In that battle just now, when I was on the verge of death, I suddenly figured out something. I have to see someone, someone who has been hurt by me."
"En?"
Saber, who was sorting out the buttons, looked up at him. "A woman?"
Strange nodded and gave Saber a thumbs up. "A beautiful woman who used to put all her energy on me, my Palmer. By the way, that battle just now was very handsome, man! But I have to go, I'll find you later. "
Saber shrugged, took out a bunch of keys from the cabinet next to him, and threw it to Strange.
"Uh, there's a car in the garage here, here's the key …"
"No need!"
The key floated up and down in Strange's palm, and he pointed behind him with a smug face.
"I have a cooler means of transportation now."
After saying that, the cloak behind him floated up like wings and took Strange's body into the sky. This scene made Saber couldn't help but rub his eyes. Although he knows that Mages can easily fly when they cultivate to a certain level, Strange must have relied on that red cloak.
It seems that this guy got some amazing equipment.
Speaking of luck … the other guy probably needs some luck today.
"Midnight Bar", this is the most famous bar in Manhattan's back alley "Hell's Kitchen" neighborhood. Its history can be traced back to more than 50 years ago. A ruthless guy from Europe established a gang here, and after that gang declined, this bar was born. In short, it's a very long story.
However, as the main character of the story, the owner of Midnight Bar, "Daddy Midnight", this is a mafia boss whose name resounds throughout Manhattan. Even the real mafia boss of New York, Kingpin, isn't willing to provoke him. Aside from the fact that Daddy Midnight only stays in his bar and never causes trouble, it's also because he's a dangerous voodoo sorcerer.
That's right, he's not like the legendary voodoo doctor. Daddy Midnight is someone with real ability. In his hometown located in the Mediterranean, there's still a horror story about the "Voodoo King".
In that story, Daddy Midnight is also the main character.
This bar gathers the most notorious group of people in Hell's Kitchen. Mafia members, abject drug dealers, prostitutes in the flesh business, as well as some dangerous people walking in the underworld. This is not a place normal people should come to.
Although it's still in the afternoon, this place is already crowded with people. For those who don't need to work, every moment of every day can be a time to play. As long as they can afford it, anyone can find everything they want in Midnight Bar.
No matter if it's a variety of women of all levels, or something that can't be obtained outside.
"Bang!"
The door of the bar was pushed open. Another person walked into this chaotic place. Wearing a baseball cap and carrying a wooden box, Saber squeezed through the crowd and walked to the side of the bar that's decorated in an unusually wild manner. At the edge of the bar, there are several bones. They appear to be decorations, but in fact, Saber can tell with a glance that those things are genuine human skulls.
"Hmm … this is indeed an extraordinary place."
He sat on the chair at the bar. A moment later, a woman with heavy makeup, full breasts and a plump buttocks, wearing an unusually "cool" dress, walked to his side.
"Handsome, do you need special service?"
She pulled Saber's hand and was about to place it on her plump chest. However, Saber just frowned and looked at her. When his fingers were about to touch her soft breasts, he suddenly grabbed the woman's neck and said in a low voice.
"Open your eyes! You're a dead soul that lives in the mortal world. Your 'flesh' is stinking … next time stay away from me, baby … otherwise you'll die a horrible death! "
The woman saw the flame in Saber's eyes. She nodded while trembling. After Saber let go of her hand, she looked like she saw a ghost and staggered out of the door.
"Hey!"
A drunk man with messy tattoos on his arm slammed the table and stood up, shouting at Saber.
"What the f * ck did you do for Tina? You bastard scared her to death! "
Seiber didn't even care about the arrogant bastard. He tapped his finger on the bar counter and spoke to the handsome bartender who was looking at him cautiously, "Hey, I'm not sure if you're a man or a woman.
"Where's Midnight? Ask him to come out and see me! "
This sentence stunned the surrounding people who were drinking. Then, they all burst into laughter as if Saber said something stupid.
"Hahaha, look at this fool. Who does he think Daddy Midnight is?"
"Hey, go back and drink milk. Kid, this isn't a place you should be!"
"Do you think Daddy Midnight is someone you can see whenever you want?"
"Get out! Don't embarrass yourself! "
Saber wasn't particularly angry in the face of these ridicule. They were just a group of ordinary people. Saber didn't blame them. After their laughter died down a little, Saber looked at the bartender. His eyes had turned dark red.
"Are you deaf? Vampire, I told you to ask Midnight to come out … "
This bartender was obviously different from ordinary humans. He was a vampire, just like Little Gambol who tried to cause trouble for Saibo. He was a bastard who could only rely on sucking blood to survive. Apparently, he could sense Saibo's special identity. Therefore, a trace of hesitation flashed across his handsome face when he heard Saibo's rude words.
"Mr. Midnight isn't in the bar …"
"Then ask him to come!"
Saber's finger tapped the bar a few times and said impatiently, "I'll give him 10 minutes. If he doesn't come out … then this bar is gone."
"Hey, I'm talking about you! Don't be too arrogant! "
The drunk man who yelled at Seiber walked over and grabbed Seiber's collar. He wanted to lift Seiber up from the chair, but Seiber punched him to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and the drunk man was knocked out by a single punch.
"Don't touch me … I don't like being touched by bastards. You sewer rats are too disgusting!"
His words seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest. In an instant, more than ten muscular men wearing leather jackets with tattoos on their arms walked towards Seiber.
"Bang!"
He easily caught the fist of one of the men and sent him flying with a kick. In the end, he smashed into a table of people who were drinking. The sound of bones breaking immediately filled the noisy bar. In the next moment, Saber didn't use his alloy knife or the Penitent Eye. He picked up a stool beside him and used all his strength to smash it towards the bastards in front of him.
"Clang!"
"Bang!"
"Come on! Use more strength, babies! Didn't you eat? Let's fight with our fists! Let's see who's more powerful! "
In less than five minutes, the Midnight Bar was in a mess. No one used a gun. They used their fists to fight back and forth. It was like a powerful version of iron cage fighting. After getting used to using a knife, it felt very good to occasionally use fists to vent.
When Midnight's father received the news and rushed over, his bar was already full of fainted bastards. The ground was full of all kinds of broken glass. It was like a chaotic post-war ruin. In the center of this messy bar, a man was sitting on a chair, smoking a cigar and seemed to be waiting for him.
"You … Who are you!"
Midnight's father was a strong black man. This guy was a standard villain. He was a lustful person. He was also a cunning businessman and a voodoo warlock. He had a bad temper, especially after losing hundreds of thousands of dollars. When he saw his beloved bar being messed up like this, his anger could be imagined. He pulled off a palm-sized black skull ornament from his belt and shouted at Saber.
"Who are you, you bastard!"
"Cough cough, let me introduce myself. My name is …"
Saber raised his head. His eyes were already dark red. In the center of his eyes was a burning ring of flames.
"My name is Saber Hawk. I'm here to ask you something. You'd better put down the voodoo emblem in your hand. Otherwise, I'll 'help' you …"
"You!"
When Midnight's father saw those eyes, he couldn't help but take a step back. Obviously, Saber made him nervous. "The Ghost Rider of the modern world! I don't remember provoking you! "
"There is no hatred between us, no filth. I heard that you claim to be the most brutal and bloody voodoo warlock on the East Coast? Then you must be a black-hearted villain who oppresses others … "
Saber snapped his fingers and a flame appeared in his palm. It was like a red fairy circling around him. He took out a scroll from his pocket and threw it to Midnight's father.
"So … I'm here to make a deal with you … As for these bastards, you won't blame me, right?"
Midnight's father carefully received the scroll. With the skills of an expert, he used his gloved fingers to unroll the scroll. Then, he narrowed his eyes. The anger on his face instantly disappeared and was replaced by a simple and honest smile like a brother.
"The contract of the Ghost Rider … This is a really good thing. Its value is too high … Don't joke around, friend. Who do they think they are? Tell me, what do you want? "
"Two things!"
Saber narrowed his eyes and stretched out two fingers. "Constantine's location. Also, I heard that you have a pretty good demon hunting gun …"
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