Luke was very disdainful of the legend about this mutual aid society.
It's nothing more than a trick to gild your own image. Do you still have the nerve to claim that you have control over destiny
Liu Bei just said that he was a descendant of Liu Sheng, King Jing of Zhongshan, and could trace his lineage back more than three hundred years.
The Mutual Aid Society actually claimed that its history was at least 800 years old. This is really a big exaggeration.
It is also for this reason that Luke looks down on mutual aid societies.
Because these killers can't even do such trivial things as bragging "My ancestors were also rich."
In addition, they used the extremely precious raw materials of medicinal bath to treat the killer, which was a stupid thing. His evaluation of the Mutual Aid Society was that it was just uneducated, which was really terrible.
Look at Tony Stark, he lives such a free and easy life.
In fact, the number of people who died from Stark Group's weapons is definitely countless times more than the total number of Mutual Aid Society's two hundred years of mission targets.
But the Stark Group is an important family in the United States, and the Mutual Aid Society is a dark group in the dark world.
The point is that the Mutual Aid Society has been around for more than two hundred years and has been in the killer business for two centuries, but it is still a killer gang that cannot be seen in the light. This is stupid.
Just the magical medicinal bath alone can turn the mutual aid association into a powerful force.
In ancient times, it could easily become the king's guest of honor, and in modern times it can also become an important pharmaceutical company, but it has been like this for two hundred years.
Don't say that everyone has different aspirations.
If normal people were allowed to choose, how many would not want to be Tony Stark but Sloan
All I can say is that there is no cure for brain deficiency.
Now, here comes Luke.
He felt that it would be better not to keep such brain-deficient beings around to disgust others, and it would be best to send them to accompany their "fate" as soon as possible.
But first of all, he had to really understand what the so-called "destiny" was.
Thinking of this, he walked to the loom and thought to himself, "Let me in."
Click, click, click~ The Destiny loom is still there, working diligently.
System: Please touch the item with your body to complete the collection.
Luke's heart skipped a beat: Oh shit, there's a play!
It's rare that the system dad takes the initiative to give a hint, so this loom is no ordinary item.
Thinking of this, he put his hands on the loom.
The creaking sound of weaving suddenly disappeared, and the room suddenly became quiet.
Luke's eyes widened, and he didn't even have time to say "wow" in his heart.
System: Found a causal magic item that can be converted into 500,000 points, or used to transform the system panel, convert points/transform
Someone was really shocked this time.
500,000 points? That evil collective only has 20,000 points, and Odin's Destroyer remains only have 50,000 points...
Well, that was just a small piece of a huge pile of wreckage after all, and the complete Destroyer should be worth no less than 500,000 points.
But although the complete Destroyer has no life, it is protected by the runes left by Odin, and the storage space cannot be forcibly taken away.
The loom of destiny in front of him was easily taken into his possession.
What’s even more eye-catching is the “causal magic props” in the hint. How can such a thing exist in this world
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When a certain thief was shocked, an angry roar came from the Hell Dimension: "Who is it? Who destroyed my altar?"
If Luke could see the howler, or hear the sound, his heart would surely start pounding.
Endless black mist exploded from Mephisto's body and rushed wildly in all directions.
Countless evil spirits wailed as they were sucked into the black mist and disappeared without a trace.
Under normal circumstances, Mephisto would definitely feel distressed.
These were the little toys he had collected for many years, but now a large number of them had died, and he would have much less fun in the future.
But now he couldn't care less about that.
To describe his current state in one word, it is impotent rage.
What Mephisto wants in his heart is to be transformed into a barrage of comments, probably something like "malafacco" and "md" filling the screen with vulgar words.
A few months ago, his clone was defeated by the mysterious Beidou and had no choice but to flee back to hell.
But the clone was unable to truly escape and was destroyed before his eyes.
What was even more terrifying was that Beidou launched an extremely strange attack, which actually traced back from the clone to the soul of Mephisto himself and hit him hard.
Even now, the dark golden energy still lingers in his body.
Mephisto tried everything he could think of, but failed to resolve this strange energy, and instead succeeded in making his injuries more severe by over 10%, driving him mad.
He was not a demon lord who could not afford to lose, but this time his defeat was too inexplicable.
Moreover, he found that he could no longer send his clone to Earth.
As long as the clone tries to enter the earth, that strange energy will instantly transcend his clone.
Mephisto is an ancient demon who is cultured and knowledgeable.
He quickly understood the special property of this strange energy - soul binding.
It works directly on his soul.
His original soul is powerful, and he is in his own dimensional hell, which is enough to withstand this kind of damage to his soul.
The soul of the clone is not strong enough, and its strength will plummet after going to Earth. Of course, it will be killed instantly by the strange energy.
For Mephisto, the soul is not a cream cake and cannot be divided at will. Every clone is precious.
After trying twice and successfully aggravating his injuries, he gave up the idea of going to Earth to cause trouble for Beidou.
However, these two experiments increased the strange energy by more than 10%.
It can actually obtain some kind of supplement from the Destruction Clone, further strengthening itself and increasing the damage to Mephisto himself.
This made Mephisto curse the hell version of "Hua Q" for several days.
However, the exploration still paid off.
He could feel that the strange energy was ultimately like water without a source and a tree without roots.
As long as he doesn't continue to commit suicide by sending his clones to it to "eat", it will slowly dissipate a little bit every day.
In a dozen years at most, it will completely disappear.
What can Mephisto do? He is also desperate.
Now, he can only stay in hell and wait for his demonic body to recover.
Anyway, to an ancient demon like him, more than ten years is nothing. It's just the time it takes for humans to take a nap.
But he didn't expect that he had just started to take a nap, and as soon as he closed his eyelids, something happened again.
The special altar he had placed on Earth to collect the finest souls suddenly disappeared from the sensory system.
It felt like someone had suddenly taken out one of his kidneys.
Not only that, the disappearance of this "kidney" was also very strange.
If the destruction of the special altar is compared to an ordinary person being stabbed in the kidney, then the more severe and thorough the destruction of the altar is, the more violently the stabber stirs, and the more obvious the pain will be.
But what was that feeling just now
Mephisto just felt that someone had suddenly used some method to remove his kidney.
He didn't even have time to feel any pain, he just felt that the special altar in his soul was suddenly empty, empty.