Divine Civilization

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"Come just come, am I afraid of you?"

McCarron sneered, took off his coat, and walked over wearing only a close-fitting vest and short coat.

He is tall and tall, with a burly figure. Once he takes off his clothes like this, the muscle lines on his body are immediately revealed, especially his two arms, which are even more muscular and as hard as stone.

Under the dim light of the tavern, he looked like a veteran on the battlefield, and he looked like he was a good drinker.

Everyone's expectations rose unconsciously.

"It's too much trouble to drink cup after cup. Bring me a bigger bucket."

Macallan glanced at the densely packed wine glasses on the table, then casually summoned a waiter and gave instructions.

The waiter immediately went down and brought up a large glass for ale. Macallan still thought it was too small. The waiter had no choice but to get him a glass bucket specially used to hold ice cubes.

The kind with a diameter of over a hundred meters and a height of over a hundred meters, with a barrel capable of holding at least 500,000 tons of wine.

McCarron was satisfied.

"Bang~"

He casually put the ice bucket on the table, raised his hand and poured the blade flame in the wine glass into the ice bucket. After one glass, there was another glass.

Feeling that the speed was too slow, he said hello casually, and the two giant giants following him came over to help him pour the wine.

Soon, all ten glasses of wine were poured into the ice bucket with the sound of pouring.

The spicy aroma of wine spread everywhere, and the aroma of wine in the air had unknowingly become extremely strong, making you intoxicating even if you just sniffed it.

Seeing that the ice bucket was almost full, Macallan finally stopped pouring wine into it. Instead, he hugged the ice bucket with both hands, raised his head and boldly started pouring wine into his mouth.

Everyone watched his movements unconsciously.

In just a dozen breaths, he drank up the blade flames of an ice bucket without even a drop remaining.

"good!!"

Everyone couldn't help but cheer again.

"You don't dare to drink like this if you don't have any strength. It seems that this person is also a master this time." There were murmurs from the crowd, "Now there is something good to watch."

Everyone was excited, and their expectations for Macallan were immediately high.

"He'll do all these fancy bluffs." Garfield snorted disdainfully, "Don't even pour the seventy glasses before you finish them."

"Hmph~ You'll find out later if I'm bluffing."

Macallan gave him a cold look, put down the ice bucket and began to pour wine into the ice bucket again. Then he picked up the ice bucket and poured the wine into his mouth boldly.

The bright red wine poured down like a waterfall? Less than half of it went down in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the crowd's cheers instantly became more intense, and the screams and whistles continued continuously. The fiery atmosphere in the tavern was pushed to a new climax because of his move.

At this time, Her Majesty the Queen, who had just fallen, was also given sobering pills with the help of the maid, and slowly woke up.

She walked over with the help of the maid, her eyes were still a bit drunk, but her consciousness was awake? There was no big problem in walking.

"Are you okay?" Garfield asked casually when he saw her coming.

"It's okay. I'm just drunk. I'll be fine in a while." Her Majesty the Queen waved her hand, not caring at all.

She patted her cheek, which was still a little hot, staggered over, and patted Garfield on the shoulder with some admiration: "I didn't expect that your drinking capacity is so strong? I really underestimated you before."

Garfield is a real person. As soon as he heard her praise him and provoke him during gambling and drinking, the little contradiction immediately changed in his heart.

He rubbed the back of his head naively: "You're not bad either. It's rare to have such a drinking capacity at this age as you are? It belongs to the level of extraordinary talent. If you practice for thousands more years, you will definitely surpass me."

"Hahaha~"

Her Majesty couldn't help but smile.

The two chatted for a while, and she suddenly noticed Wu Hui standing not far from Garfield, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are you here to gamble and drink too? Are you his friend?"

Wu Hui waved his hand casually: "I was just forced to come here to make up the numbers, don't worry about me."

What else did Her Majesty want to ask? But the crowd suddenly burst into cheers again.

The three of them stopped talking immediately and turned to look over. Only then did they realize that Macallan had unknowingly drank six ice buckets of wine and picked up the ice bucket for the seventh time.

Densely packed empty wine glasses were stacked casually aside, just like his military medals, highlighting his considerable achievements.

Garfield's face suddenly became solemn: "Long time no see? This kid has a good drinker. It seems that I have to be careful today and take it seriously, otherwise I might really lose to him."

As he spoke, Macallan had already drank all the wine in the seventh ice bucket.

One ice bucket can hold ten glasses of wine, and seven ice buckets are exactly seventy glasses, which is the number of glasses Garfield drank before.

After the seventy cups of blade flames went down, his alcohol had already taken over, and his whole person became shaky. The drunkenness in his eyes was also quite strong, and his whole person was no longer as tough as it was at the beginning.

However, even so, his consciousness was still clear, and his silver eyes were filled with unusual excitement.

He put the empty bucket of wine on the long table with a "snap", held the long table with both hands and took a few breaths. It took him a while to calm down.

Wiping away the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth, Macallan turned to look at Garfield with provocative eyes: "It's your turn!"

"Ha~ Aren't you afraid?"

Garfield was not afraid at all and raised his hand to call a waiter over: "Come on, bring me an ice bucket too."

The waiter immediately hurried down and brought up another ice bucket.

Garfield followed suit and poured the Blade Flame into the ice bucket, then held the ice bucket and poured it into his mouth.

In fact, his drinking capacity has basically reached its peak, and now he is even slightly unconscious. But he knew in his heart that the last thing he relied on when drinking was his fierceness. Once this strength loosened, he would be drunk in minutes.

Therefore, the more times like this come, the less he can retreat and the faster and more ruthless he has to be. Even if he is almost unable to hold on, he must overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.

The wine entered his throat, and the spicy and choking aroma stimulated his senses, making his consciousness slightly clearer.

He raised his head suddenly, and the speed of drinking increased instead of slowing down, and he drank more than half of the barrel in an instant. The posture was unusually heroic, as if what he was drinking was not wine at all, but water.

Seeing him like this, Her Majesty the Queen became excited and waved her arms to cheer him on: "Come on, you must not lose to him!"

"Don't worry. I haven't lost in gambling or drinking since I was twenty thousand years old."

Garfield drank the last drop of wine, then let go of his hand, and the huge ice bucket instantly hit the long table with a loud "thud".

"good!!"

The crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers.

Even Her Majesty the Queen became excited, her black eyes were blazing, and a trace of golden light appeared in the depths of her eyes unconsciously.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Garfield rolled up his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth. He held the long table with both hands and stared straight at McCarron with a pair of black eyes like sharp swords. His tone was sonorous and powerful, and he said with force, "Don't you dare to come?" ?!”

McCarron's face suddenly became gloomy.

He originally thought that Garfield had reached the end of his strength, and there was no way he could drink all the ice bucket. Unexpectedly, he actually managed to hold on.

This is a bit troublesome.

His own family knew about his own affairs. The ice bucket just now was his limit. He would drink more than half of the next bucket before he collapsed.

No! He absolutely cannot lose to Garfield!

He clenched his fists tightly and suddenly made up his mind.

In extraordinary times, you can only do extraordinary things.

He quietly took out a hangover pill from the storage device and stuffed it into his mouth while lowering his head to catch his breath.

His actions were quite covert, and he even used special techniques to cover up his actions. In theory, the giants and waiters in the tavern should not be able to detect it at all.

But what he didn't expect was that there were two people at the scene that he didn't expect at all.

Almost at the same time that he took out the hangover pills and stuffed them into his mouth, Her Majesty the Queen, who was looking at him with excitement, noticed his strange movement.

Her eyes were burning, and her fists were clenched in anger: "This guy actually cheated!"

She had not completely sobered up at first, but now she was completely sober.

Wu Hui's arms that were originally clasped on his chest slowly lowered their arms, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Although he did not dare to use his spiritual consciousness rashly now, his ears and eyes were still very sharp. Of course, he also noticed the details that Her Majesty the Queen noticed.

If Garfield is really not as good at drinking as others, then he will lose if he loses, but this guy actually cheated, which is a bit disgusting.

"What did he eat?" Wu Hui looked at Her Majesty the Queen, who was obviously aware of it.

"Hangover pills." Her Majesty the Queen explained, "Judging from the color and shape, the one he took should be the royal court's secret medicine. It is a special formula that only the royal court can prepare. The effect is remarkable."

This is what she ate before.

"Can you check it out?" Wu Hui's eyes were clear.

"I'm afraid not." Her Majesty the Queen understood what he meant, and immediately shook her head, "This medicine decomposes very quickly, and it is stimulated by alcohol. Even if we find someone to come and test it now, it will probably not be able to detect it."

"That's it..."

Wu Hui frowned, this was a bit troublesome.

If Macallan were to win this round by relying on hangover pills, not to mention whether Garfield would be willing to do so, not even he would be able to accept it.

If there is no way to expose him on the spot, then you can only think of other ways.

While Wu Hui was thinking about countermeasures, Macallan, who had sobered up a lot after taking the hangover pills, had already picked up the ice bucket, and raised his head to kill the blade flame of the ice bucket.

Garfield was unwilling to admit defeat and held on to the ice bucket again.

Unfortunately, although he wanted to persevere, his body had reached its limit. After holding on for another round with tenacious perseverance, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down halfway through the drink.

The ice bucket in his hand also fell to the ground, and the bright red wine flowed freely, soaking most of his body in it.

Under the dim lights of the tavern, he seemed to be lying in a pool of blood, looking particularly miserable.

"Hahahaha~ I won!"

Upon seeing this, Macallan's silver eyes suddenly burst into burning light.

He looked down at Garfield, who was lying on the ground, and there was hatred in his eyes that were red because of the drunkenness: "Garfield, let me see if you can show off your face in front of me in the future!"

Seeing this, the crowd instantly burst into cheers.

This fierce and high-level drinking fight has already stimulated the adrenaline of the spectators and made their blood boil. The scene in front of them was like a general's triumphant victory, and they couldn't help but cheer.

For a time, there were screams, whistles, and shouts. The huge sound wave shook the tables and chairs in the old tavern slightly, and almost toppled the roof.

Everyone looked at Macallan with admiration and enthusiasm in their eyes, and their attitude was as if they were welcoming a peerless warrior returning in triumph.

Her Majesty the Queen was immediately furious and said: "Damn it! It's so abominable! How could this guy do this! He actually cheated during gambling. This guy is simply a disgrace to the giant family!"

If it wasn't the right time to reveal her identity and she couldn't leave any evidence, she would have dragged this guy out and beat him up!

If she didn't beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for half a year, she wouldn't call him Ilguli!

However, just when everyone, including Her Majesty the Queen, thought that Macallan had become the final winner of the gambling and drinking, a deep male voice suddenly sounded.

"McAllen, have you forgotten that you still have an opponent?"

Although the tone of this voice was steady and slow, it seemed to have some magic power. It actually penetrated the roaring cheers and instantly resounded throughout the entire old tavern.

The crowd fell silent.

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