"No, it's not about money!" The lady selling the weapon raised her voice a little higher, and she walked up to Lewis in three or two steps, and hurriedly handed the bullet to the other party.

Lewis also took out the barbarian formula prepared in advance and gave it to the old gentleman "Eye of Wisdom" for identification.

The old gentleman of the "Eye of Wisdom" again took out the ring from his pocket, which seemed to be studded with fine diamonds, put it solemnly on his hand, and declared:

"Real, effective!"

As the old gentleman's words fell, the lady took the potion recipe from the "barbarian" and sat back in her place for the rest of her life.

"So it's you? Have you got the potion recipe you're looking for? Suddenly, a man with a somewhat chubby face turned his head and looked at Lewis.

Lewis had long recognized the other party as the medicine master of the Destiny School, and thanks to the news from the other party, he was able to find Blau and get the potion recipe for the "lucky one".

"Thanks to your message." Lewis did not answer explicitly, which could easily expose his own information.

"You're such a lucky guy, honestly, I never thought you'd find him." The pharmacist said truthfully.

A few more deals followed, but none of the extraordinary weapons Lewis wanted, or the potion recipe for the "Priest of Calamity," came out of the party.

When the party was over, the crowd left one after another, and Lewis also mixed in with the crowd and left the party site.

Unable to bear to see Marić beaten up by a living corpse again, he chose not to go to the Brave's Bar, but walked through the alley and straight into the street.

The gas lamps on the side of the road worked steadily, and the crimson moonlight shone through the haze on the ground, which looked rather eerie.

Lewis took two steps forward and suddenly saw a 10-pound note lying quietly on the side of the road, and he picked it up.

After walking a few steps, he saw another 10-pound note, and picked it up again.

There were still a few £10 bills waiting in line ahead, which made Lewis wary.

"I can't continue to overdraw my luck, and if I use my luck too much, I may have bad luck, so I should be in moderation."

Having admonished himself, Lewis picked up the banknotes, and was in a good mood to go to the Eros Center to spend some money on Miss Tifana.

Suddenly, he stumbled a few steps into the sewers.

Pretending that nothing had happened, Lewis got up, not bothering to deal with the dirt on his clothes, but looking ahead with an unsightly face.

In the moonlight, there was a lady with a pained expression, a large wound in her abdomen, and the internal organs inside seemed to have disappeared.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the scalp-tingling sound of chewing was at close range.

That's right, he met the scene of the murder, the scene of the murder of the devil.

At this time, the black dog was staring straight at him, the corners of his mouth stained with the smell of fish and blood, and his teeth were still wrapped around his blood-colored small intestines.

Lewis silently glanced up at the sewer entrance three meters away from him, and gave up the idea of returning the same way, he silently recited the word "fate" to make himself lucky.

At the same time, borrowing the power of the cane, his figure slowly melted into the darkness and became extremely inconspicuous.

"I hope it's not in the mood to care about me now, and it will allow me to escape easily."

Lewis silently took a few steps back, hoping he was lucky enough to make the demon dog ignore him.

"Ho Ho ......"

The black dog let out a warning call, its body rapidly expanded, turning into a monster two or three meters long, and behind it, a pair of huge bat wings slowly opened, and there were horns covered with mysterious patterns growing next to its ears.

From its wet fur, red and blue flames leaped out, and the strong smell of sulfur escaped.

Huo Ran, a picture appeared in front of Lewis's eyes:

As the black dog opened its mouth, it spat blaspits blasphemous words with a foul mouth.

Then, as if his heart was being clutched by something, his body suddenly stopped.

"Bang!"

Before the black dog could spit out the blasphemous words, Lewis fired in advance, and a bullet knocked out two of the black dog's teeth, and a small blood flower bloomed in the black dog's mouth.

"Woo......"

The black dog hisses in pain, and Lewis takes the opportunity to throw a lucky charm on it, chanting "fate" in order to inflict enough bad luck on the other party.

Lewis fired another shot and hit the black dog's front paws, a normal bullet that didn't hurt much, but it was enough to buy him time, time to chant the incantation.

"Exclusive to Lewis. Harvey's Magical Items;

The key to light hidden in the spirit ......"

Lewis chanted quickly, feeling the spirituality in his body being rapidly absorbed by the magical object.

The black dog tensed its forelimbs, made a warning "ho-ho" sound, and halfway through the incantation, it suddenly leaped backwards, turned and ran to the end of the sewer.

Suddenly, the black dog stumbled under its feet, fell a dog and chewed on, and even the bat's wings were broken, but it still did not give up and escaped.

"Huh?" Lewis was stunned, and ran away? Still running so decisively?

"The demon is a transcendent species that is very sensitive to danger, and when I chant the incantation, it should have sensed an irresistible force and fled."

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this demon dog knew each other, otherwise he would have faced a life-and-death battle today.

Walking up to the eviscerated lady, Lewis saw a black, mystically patterned object, and on closer inspection, it was a bell.

Holding the bell in his hand, Lewis felt a dark and cold feeling.

"Anyway, take it back first, do some investigation, and then say, this should be an extraordinary item, I don't know what use it is."

Lewis struggled with the question of what to do with the body.

He could choose to pretend he didn't see it, and leave the sewers until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, when he would be able to read the latest news on the serial killings in the newspapers.

Of course, it is also possible to not see it at all, after all, not every serial murder will be found, and there are not a few corpses that silently decompose in the sewers of Beckland

After thinking about it, Lewis took a deep breath of foul air and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Help!"

In the silence of the night, Lewis's voice was so penetrating that it reached the ears of nearby residents through the sewer exit, and in an instant, gas lamps lit up.

After a few shouts, Lewis deliberately made a few screams as he ran down the sewer.

When the time was almost right, he slowly climbed out of the sewer and out of a manhole cover.