At that moment, Luke leaped high into the air, his cloak fluttering in the wind as he held the machine gun in his hand and spewed out tongues of fire from above.
The goat-horned demon, on the other hand, lay on the ground and raised its hands to block the incoming bullets with all its might.
It had been awe-inspiring and "godly" when it first appeared, but now, it was like a little brother that had been pressed to the ground and beaten up. It no longer had the demeanor of a "god."
Just as Luke had guessed, it took energy to change the laws of physics in this half-real, half-virtual world.
For the goat-horned demon, most bullets couldn't break through its defense at all.
Thus, after Luke's attacks with the Gatling gun and revolver were ineffective, it could take these light attacks head-on with its body and start casting spells.
Even though Luke took out an electromagnetic sniper rifle, it didn't look much different from the Gatling gun, and the demon wasn't very vigilant.
Then, it fell into a stalemate.
When Luke faced a strong enemy, he would mostly test the waters first. As long as he found a weakness, he would unleash a frenzied attack.
Even when he threw his points at Mephisto, he would bet everything.
This guy in front of him actually dared to cast a spell right in front of him. If he didn't seize the opportunity to slap it in the face, he would be letting down his reputation as a black gun expert.
The goat-horned demon didn't last more than two seconds before it reacted again.
Its enormous body suddenly sank into the ground, and only a furious roar echoed in the town. "Sinner, you will be tortured by evil spirits. Those you killed will return from hell. They will bring your soul to me and beg for mercy."
As he spoke, he chanted an incantation.
Luke listened and realized that it was just an ordinary spell to summon evil spirits.
If it were someone without mental resistance, they would indeed be helpless against this kind of attack. For example, most of the members of Bat Squad were the same.
But this attack was better than nothing for Luke.
Thinking that, he didn't let his guard down, and covered his entire body with his accumulated points.
This spell could summon evil spirits, but it was unknown whether it was a close-range attack or a spell.
He wasn't interested in taking the enemy's attack for nothing.
Of course, Luke wasn't afraid of the enemy's spell at all here.
In any case, it was just a clone. If the other party had the guts to kill this clone, he would just … summon another one.
But twenty seconds later, Luke realized that something was wrong.
With the goat head's strength, this summoning spell would definitely be completed in one go, but it actually started chanting it a second time.
Of course, most people wouldn't know what the Devil Language meant, but he did.
Thinking quickly, he threw out a large pile of items from his storage space. Boom, boom, boom.
This thing has a timer.
If he didn't cancel the order in ten minutes, they would self-detonate.
At that time, no matter what spell the other party used, they would first have to take this blow to the face.
The goat-horned demon didn't keep Luke waiting for long.
Two minutes later, Luke had an indescribable feeling, as if something was coming out of his body.
They did not belong to him, but through a certain medium, they came from an unknown plane and firmly attached themselves to his spirit.
"Sinner, look behind you. That's the reward for your evil. Repent!" Unknowingly, the goat-horned demon appeared behind Luke.
However, this time, it appeared at least five hundred meters away from him. Obviously, it was guarding against another sneak attack.
What was different from before was that the Goat-Horned Demon's body had grown once again, reaching a height of 18 meters.
It was just that this enormous body was clearly illusory, like a 3D projection.
At that moment, there was still anger on the goat's face, but there was more mockery and mockery, as if it was watching a good show.
It wouldn't tell Luke that once the evil thoughts against him gathered, they would turn into evil spirits and attack him.
Only then would the goat head control the evil spirits and make them turn Luke into one of them.
At that time, some of the finest evil spirits would fall into its hands.
The only exception was Luke's soul.
Although it was shameful for a mighty demon to almost have its head blown up by a human, it also proved that the other party wasn't an ordinary person.
Perhaps even Lord Baphomet would be interested in this person's soul.
If that was the case, it wouldn't have been in vain to endure the humiliation of hiding underground and secretly completing the summoning spell. That was what the goat-horned demon thought.
It was because this town's space was extremely special, and the half-demon fragment it had painstakingly obtained could greatly enhance the effect of the spell. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to complete the spell.
Full of anticipation, it stared intently at the black threads that kept emerging from Luke's body.
These black threads weren't solid, nor did they look like fog. They were so black that they looked a little like advertisements for Piaorou's shampoo.
The goat-horned demon was pleasantly surprised. "He actually killed so many evil people?"
Generally speaking, the more people the other party killed, the better the final effect of this spell.
That was because a guy who had killed so many people would generally have countless evil thoughts gathered on him.
This kind of person was either the most evil of all evil, or an extremely kind person.
However, the goat-horned demon didn't think the latter was very likely.
That kind of existence would have long since become God's goons. How could they still exist in the human world?
A moment later, its face turned from pleasant surprise to fright, and then to horror.
The black threads that emerged from Luke's body increased from the initial dozens to hundreds, and then to tens of thousands.
The goat-horned demon no longer paid attention to how many there were in the end.
As the black threads rose up, they automatically entangled with each other and continued to climb upwards.
With the addition of more black threads, the black threads quickly completed the transformation from rope to cable to lamppost to load-bearing pillar, but they continued to expand and rise.
Countless vicious curses came from the black threads. Some of them were calling out Luke, some were cursing Big Dipper, and some were cursing V.
When they rose to almost a hundred meters, the black threads that had already turned into giant black pillars started to twist, and almost instantly turned into human shapes.
When the blurry head appeared, the black giant's eyes suddenly opened, and two dark red flames lit up in them as it stared at Luke, who had turned around.
Luke silently looked at the black giant for a moment.
"It's you!" the black giant roared. "You killed me!"
At first, it didn't sound like much, but as soon as he said that, voices of different men and women with different accents seemed to be repeating the same words. "It's you! You killed me! "
From small to big, from low to high, from weak as a mosquito to deafening, it only took a few seconds.
Luke blinked and nodded slightly. "That's right. Then what are you looking at?"
The black giant seemed to be stunned for a moment. It hadn't expected such an answer, and even the deafening shouts instantly stopped.
Then, there was a boom as countless voices cursed together. It was hard to hear anything clearly, and it only made one's ears ring.
The black giant: "I'm going to kill you!"
As it spoke, it raised a foot and was about to stomp down.
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