Hearing this "special beep," several demons stopped what they were doing and found the "new notepad" that the lord had issued not long ago — the latest Titanium tablet.
Opening the new message and reading the order, they were all at a loss. "Get the best surveillance system and install it in the lord's new warehouse?"
"And let the evil spirits who made the new notepad network do it?"
"The surveillance system will be sacrificed by the believers on Earth, and the rewards will be excellent?"
No matter how confused they were about this order, the demons still found the "technical talents" who had been dragged to Hell and had them make a list of the surveillance system.
In any case, they didn't need to do it themselves. They just had to send the next order (list) to the believers on Earth.
These believers had already sacrificed the "new notepad," so it didn't seem wrong to sacrifice technological products again.
So, not long after, several groups of demon believers on Earth were dumbfounded. What were the adults trying to do? Was Hell also going to speed up its entry into the era of social networks, and send messages and F2F messages online? Wasn't this a bit too sci-fi?
Besides, the previous tablets only cost a few hundred dollars at the Titanium store, and this was the best tablet product on the market.
Even if the believers were a little poor, they could still afford it by scraping together everything, and point-to-point signal transmission wasn't a big problem.
But a professional surveillance system wasn't something that could be done with cameras and wires.
Complete control equipment, as well as professional programs to operate it, meant … money, a lot of money.
None of the "technical talents" in Hell wanted to be held accountable by the lord. To be safe, they all made a list of the best surveillance systems.
The believers also didn't dare to fool the demons with some garbage household surveillance.
The demons could easily verify the veracity of the believers' words.
Whoever dared to fool them with garbage, they could torture them like garbage until they begged for death.
Many poor believers burst into tears. F * ck! Why would I believe in demons when I'm so rich? Isn't it nice to be rich?
But in order to survive, they could only work hard.
No money? Then go cheat, cheat, and steal. The demons encouraged believers who did such things.
Those who did too many bad things were the seeded players in Hell.
These were all stories later.
The real culprit, a certain someone, suddenly received a notification from the system: Injuring Mephisto, delaying its arrival on Earth by 12 years, mission successful.
He smacked his lips in surprise. "This … is really Old Mo? Why does this old man have a hand in everything? "
With simple reasoning, Luke knew that Old Murphy had left a lot of things on Earth, which was why he had run into them a few times.
Apart from the doppelganger that was directly destroyed at the beginning, there were other demons that came out of the Gates of the Underworld, the Goddess of Destiny's Loom of Destiny, and the Satan's Inverted Pentagram Magic Formation.
At first glance, it seemed to be the fault of the other "gods" and had nothing to do with Old Mo.
If it weren't for the system notifications, he wouldn't have known that it was Old Murphy who he had been fighting.
When it came to the art of hiding, Old Mo was simply too skilled. He had as many aliases and temporary workers as Luke did.
Also, Luke had spent 600,000 credit points this time, but the effect was basically the same as before.
Old Mo must have been prepared for this. Otherwise, he would have slept for another hundred years.
Nowadays, there were more and more cautious opponents! Luke sighed inwardly at how cunning his enemy was. He didn't forget to continue experimenting on Annabel and the pale-faced nun.
Physical damage was just an appetizer. The real highlight was the various kinds of energy tests, such as fire, electricity, ice, mental interference, mental resistance, hypnosis, and so on.
After a lot of experiments, the two evil spirits weren't dead yet, but their mental energy fields were on the verge of collapse.
The nourishing True Dream quietly melted them into an illusory dream.
At that moment, the two evil spirits were completely puppets in Luke's hands and couldn't fight back anymore.
He simply let them relive their memories of killing people in the True Dream, and the two evil spirits quickly became addicted to this activity.
Luke only needed to guide and watch from the side to figure out their relationship with the mirror ghost.
To put it simply, Annabel was the mirror ghost's main body.
But forty years ago, a priest had set a trap for it, and it had lost most of its abilities in an underground mirror room in a mental hospital.
Its host, Anna Essex, had been sent to the nunnery by the priest and imprisoned in this secret room in the mountain.
Annabel's main body, on the other hand, was locked in the glass cabinet that contained "holy power."
Both the secret room in which Anna Essex was imprisoned and the glass cabinet in which the doll's main body was locked had holy power.
Those who were controlled by evil power couldn't get close to them. Ordinary people with clear minds had to act on their own.
Unwilling to be imprisoned, the doll could only let the mirror ghost kill people to maintain its strength while it looked for suitable candidates to rescue Anna Essex and the doll's main body.
As long as the doll, the host Anna Essex, and the mirror ghost were reunited, Annabel would regain her freedom and all her strength.
The altar wasn't Annabel's handiwork, but something that Old Mo had hidden here a long time ago.
But nobody else would enter this secret room, and Anna Essex wouldn't even have a chance to sacrifice herself.
The mirror ghost wasn't controlled by the doll's main body, and it was more interested in killing people.
Thus, most people were either killed by the mirror ghost in the beginning or committed suicide because they couldn't stand its mental torture.
So the doll and its host, Anna Essex, waited for help for forty years, but no one came to the door.
When Luke figured it out, he was lost for words. This mirror ghost … really wasn't very smart!
It had only been enjoying the feeling of torture and killing, and had forced its main body and host into Luke's hands.
What else could Luke say about that? Of course, he could reunite the "family of three" and be together forever.
…
The sun was setting, and Luke's shadow was stretched out on the sidewalk in front of the mall.
Raising his head and looking at the eerie mall, he sighed inwardly. After today, there would be one less source of urban horror.
Thinking that, he stepped into the mall.
A moment later, a dull rumble came from underground, and the ground nearby trembled slightly.
All the mirrors in the mall exploded, and an intense blast of air blew away the old and loose wooden boards that sealed the windows. Countless mirror shards flew out of the building.
Under the setting sun, amid the smoke and dust, the light outside the dilapidated building was as beautiful as a dream.
A transparent, twisted shadow quietly slipped away from the back door while cursing in a low voice, "Fako, blowing up the sewage pipe as soon as he came out. This mirror ghost is so despicable. He deserves to die."
Behind him, golden and red sunlight shone into the gloomy mall, making it bright and devoid of any ghostly aura.
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