Luke, on the other hand, sighed. He was finally certain that the "devil" wouldn't show up.
Shaking his head slightly, he deactivated the optical camouflage and walked out into the crowd.
At first, only the people upstairs noticed the black figure approaching the circle of people, but more and more people turned their heads.
Naturally, these people didn't consciously make way. Luke simply pushed the crowd aside with his telekinesis and walked three meters in front of the fire, which happened to be one step away from the edge of the circular pit.
"Hellfire?" He didn't look at the old woman. He simply bent down slightly and stuck his head out, as if he was a little curious about the fire.
As he spoke, he unhurriedly opened his right hand with his palm facing up.
Then, he slowly flipped his right wrist.
As he did so, there was a crackling sound from the fire in front of him.
As if pressed down by an invisible hand, it instantly collapsed, and the crazily burning flames instantly dwindled, revealing Ross and her daughter in the middle of the fire.
"Looks like it's not." Luke shook his head regretfully. Coupled with the smiling mask, it was indescribable mockery.
He casually waved his right hand, and the charred firewood that still had sparks on it was split open.
With another wave of his hand, the ropes that bound Ross and her daughter instantly fell to the ground next to him.
Ross was dumbfounded at this smiling mask that she had seen not long ago.
She knew that this smiling man was very impressive, but what had just happened couldn't be described as impressive anymore.
Was it a miracle? As soon as the thought popped up, it was immediately dispelled by her many years of scientific worldview. She thought of another, more appropriate term. "Superhero?"
Luke didn't answer her. Instead, he crouched down and looked at her daughter, Sharon. "These sinners are about to be judged! If you miss out on revenge, your soul will be burned by fury forever. "
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
Telekinesis with the power of faith transformed into a golden knife that flew at a tall man nearby with a swoosh.
This guy had been the most active in roasting people just now, and was a perfect test subject.
At the same time, this person was also the chicken that scared the monkey.
The golden knife wasn't too fast, but it wasn't slow either. Before the locals could react, it had already pierced the tall man's head.
Almost in an instant, the man emitted a pale golden light from inside out and exploded with a loud bang, leaving nothing behind.
Luke checked his system, only to see that he had lost twenty faith points.
What a super weak chicken! He sighed inwardly and nodded as he watched the three hundred experience and credit points enter his account. But this chicken is quite fat.
After killing this chicken, he stretched out his hand, and another small golden knife appeared.
This time, he held the knife in his hand and pointed it at the old woman, Daria, not far away. "Come out, this is the source of your anger!"
"Stop!" A slightly hoarse girl's voice rang out at the entrance of the church.
Luke smiled and slowly turned around.
The door of the church had already silently opened, and a little girl with long hair draped over her shoulders and a dirty face stood outside.
Ignoring her hairstyle and clothes, she looked exactly like Ross's daughter, Sharon.
The locals around them exclaimed in horror, "Demon, she's the demon's true form."
Luke ignored the "living dead" around him and simply looked at the little girl curiously. "What do you want?"
The little girl with disheveled hair looked at Ross.
Luke understood. With a wave of his hand, Ross flew out of the church and landed next to the little girl.
The little girl hugged Ross. "Do you want to save Sharon?"
Ross stiffened and raised her hands slightly, but in the end, she still let the little girl hug her.
From Ross's mental fluctuations just now, however, Luke could tell that she knew the little girl, and that they were definitely deeply involved.
The little girl who hugged Ross turned into a grayish-black semi-liquid that squeezed into Ross's chest and disappeared.
Luke was silent. This was the path that Ross had chosen for herself, and she had chosen it long ago. There was no turning back.
Ross panted uncomfortably for a moment, before she walked into the church and came to Luke's side.
She stared at him for a moment, only to discover that the smiling mask simply tilted his head and looked back at her without any intention of stopping her.
With a bitter smile, she picked up a dagger that had been tossed on the ground not far away and stabbed her hand.
A drop of black and red blood gathered at the tip of the dagger and dripped to the floor.
The moment the black drop of blood hit the ground, it spread out like a living creature.
Ross gritted her teeth and pulled out the dagger.
A large amount of black blood oozed out of the wound on her palm and splattered on the circular depression in the center of the church.
The black and red blood connected and quickly spread throughout the depression.
With a crack, the floor quickly cracked, and the bright lights in the church instantly dimmed, just like the darkness outside.
The surrounding locals all screamed in horror and retreated.
At that moment, the church's door closed silently again.
There wasn't much space inside the church. Most people couldn't retreat any further than sticking close to the walls.
Boom!
The circular depression in the floor completely cracked in a few seconds, and there was a huge, bottomless hole. Dim yellow light shone out of the hole.
Luke tilted his head slightly and looked down. He saw all kinds of abandoned steel frames in the hole, and a large area at the bottom was shining with an orange light, like a burning furnace.
Luke tilted his head and looked down, only to see all kinds of abandoned steel frames in the cave. A large area at the bottom glowed with an orange light, like a burning furnace.
Then, a black shadow slowly rose from the top of the furnace and headed towards the entrance of the cave.
He nodded thoughtfully. With a tap of his toes, he flew up to the second floor, facing the big hole, and continued to observe from another spot.
In just a few seconds, the black shadow rose from the big hole. It was a rusty sickbed wrapped in gray and black rags.
There were countless barbed wires supporting the hospital bed.
The barbed wires surrounded the hospital bed and rose up, turning from parallel to the ground to vertical. Then, they spread out like flowers, as if they were celebrating the arrival of their king.
They were like iron nematodes, constantly wriggling and circling. They were so dense that it made one's hair stand on end.
There was a "person" on the bed.
She was wrapped in a gray cloth stained with blood, looking like a mummy. Her eyes, the only part of her body that was exposed, slowly turned and scanned the people in the church.
This "person" only looked at Luke for a moment before he moved his gaze away and smiled at Daria who wasn't far away.
Generally speaking, a smile didn't convey too complicated a meaning.
However, with his mental perception, Luke sensed anger, hatred, pride, mockery, bloodthirst, grievance, despair, and so on from this smile.
It could be said that all the negative emotions were contained in this smile.
Luke smacked his lips. Fortunately! He hadn't killed Daria, the old witch.
If he were to snatch the head of his nemesis, the wire "demon" would really go crazy. The first person he would kill would probably be him!
Dumbfounded, Daria stared at this "person" in disbelief. Her lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything.
In fact, she didn't need to say anything.
A dozen barbed wires quickly swam over and tied her hands and feet. The thorns on them pierced into her body, and Daria screamed in pain.
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