After observing for a moment, Luke finally opened the lock on the glass cabinet and took out Annabel's doll.
He vaguely sensed a cold mental energy field, and heard the laughter of a little girl echoing in his ears.
Ignoring the system's notification that "unknown negative energy is trying to establish a connection," Luke simply left with the doll and returned to the nunnery.
Stepping into the dark tunnel deep inside the mountain again, the cold and damp feeling was even more obvious.
Behind him, the shadows were like monsters that had come to life. They were all twisting and wriggling, gathering behind him like a swarm of insects waiting for their prey.
He reached the wooden door, which was supposed to be closed, but was now open, and Annabel Essex was nowhere to be seen.
Holding the doll, Luke walked up to the cross and looked up.
The person on the cross was in the same posture as Brother Ki. Upon closer inspection, the side of the face wasn't human at all, but a monster with a blurry face and a pair of feet hidden in its forehead.
Luke's lips curled up. "You're having fun."
He could only say that the person who came up with this didn't know much about modern human technology, nor did they understand the capabilities of Stark Technology, which stood at the peak of human technology.
It was true that the darkness in the room made it impossible for an ordinary person to see the face of the monster on the cross, but that didn't hinder the armor's scanning function.
The moment Luke came in, he had noticed something fishy about the cross.
In the next moment, five dark red candles suddenly lit up around him.
Luke lowered his head and saw that the dark lines on the stone floor under his feet were an inverted pentagram.
The five dark red candles were at the five vertices of the pentagram. At that moment, he was standing in the middle of the pentagram.
Annabel, who had been in his hand, slowly floated in front of him and looked at him.
Luke felt enormous pressure all over his body, which was trying to immobilize him.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Luke heard footsteps on the stone floor behind him.
He slowly turned his head, and saw an elongated shadow appear on the wall behind him.
The shadow was wearing a long robe and a hood, and looked like the shadow of a nun.
The shadow was moving from the back wall to the left wall, but Luke and Annabel were the only ones who hadn't moved.
Tap! Tap! Tap! The footsteps continued.
The nun's shadow "walked" from the left wall to the front wall, and turned to face Luke, overlapping with the nun's portrait behind the cross.
Luke, Annabel and the nun's portrait formed a straight line.
Two pale hands reached out from behind the portrait. They were as horrifying as the old nun's face in the portrait.
"Roar!" The old nun in the portrait let out a strange roar, and her two-dimensional body instantly turned three-dimensional as she charged out of the portrait at Luke.
As she approached, a cold energy field so dense that it could freeze an ordinary person's body enveloped him. Luke's right hand, which was hanging at his side, moved slightly.
Whoosh!
A streak of saber radiance flashed in the dark room like a silver bottle breaking and water splashing out.
The floating doll bore the brunt of the attack. Before it could react, it was split into two.
From the cracks that were exposed on its shattered body, the white-faced nun who was howling and pouncing over could be seen.
But as the pale-faced nun approached, a neat knife mark appeared on her face, from thin to thick, from the left side of her forehead to the bottom, through her neck, chest, and right ribs.
Luke, on the other hand, had already changed his posture.
His upper body leaned forward slightly, and his feet bent like an arrow. His right hand, which was holding the long saber, was already on the left side of his body, and the saber was pointed at the ground.
The pale-faced nun who had been split into two flew to either side of him, and didn't touch him at all.
The black eye sockets on the skull mask slanted upwards, and a mocking expression appeared on his face. "You're too slow!"
Whoosh!
Another saber light flashed from the bottom left to the top right, and the doll, which was still floating in the air, was split into four.
With a crack, the pale-faced nun and the doll, which had been cut into pieces, were scattered around him.
A strange little girl's scream echoed in the room, "Die ~ ~ ~ you!"
will
die！！！”
Along with the scream, the five dark red candles at the apex of the inverted pentagram lit up. The candlelight that had expanded to a height of thirty centimeters was more like a torch, bursting out a glaring blood-red light that enveloped the entire inverted pentagram.
The dark pentagram first turned blood-red, and then even brighter, like lava.
The doll and the pale-faced nun's bodies, which had been split into several pieces, were also reunited and quickly restored to their original state.
The doll stared at Luke with a vicious smile.
The pale-faced nun, however, prayed in a low and hoarse voice. "My God, please come to my side. The souls of anyone who dares challenge you will eventually belong to you."
With a crack, the pentagonal ground in the middle of the pentagram began to crack.
Dark red flames shot out from the ground, and a scorching, sulfuric smell assaulted Luke's nostrils.
Luke sniffed. Hm, this smell … Why does it smell a little familiar?
Looking down at the inverted pentagram under his feet, he felt a little strange. This was the symbol of Satan. Did the devil really dare to "impersonate" it? Was it because the devil was bold and the land was rich?
Looking at the four digits in front of the ten thousand on the system panel, Luke instantly made up his mind. Whoever it was, he would give it a shot first!
Wrong number? Kill Big Dipper if you have the guts!
He abruptly opened his empty left hand, raised it, and pressed it down. Tens of thousands of credit points in the system quickly dropped, and a streak of golden mental energy surged out of his palm.
The mental energy was thicker than the pentagonal crack under his feet, but it was forcibly poured in.
In less than three seconds, the crack couldn't take the load anymore, and the entire pentagram began to twist and blur.
Boom!
The crack suddenly exploded, and the entire pentagram was implicated in a chain of explosions.
The five blood-red candles at the top instantly turned gray, and the bloody light was extinguished.
The entire room shook and smoke rose. A moment later, the noise died down.
Holding the long saber in his right hand, Luke turned around leisurely in midair.
Looking at the dumbfounded Annabelle and the pale-faced nun, the lips on the skull mask moved slightly like a smile. "Now, there should only be two of you here, right?"
As soon as he said that, he appeared next to Annabelle and grabbed her neck with his left hand. At the same time, he raised the saber with his right hand and cut the pale-faced nun in half again.
In the dark room in the middle of the mountain, the little girl's screams and curses and the pale-faced nun's furious roars rang out.
In the meantime, someone was mumbling to himself, "Is your body made of plastic? Trash. "
"You don't have blood flowing in your body? Also trash. "
"After the sixteenth pure physical cut, the regeneration speed dropped by 74%. It seems that your energy reserves aren't very good."
"Enchanted weapons do at least 150% of the expected damage. All evil spirits should have this weakness, but it's a waste of credit points."
"You can move around in a mental interference field, but you can't leave. We can equip everyone with this function in the future to avoid running into evil spirits. "
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