Looking at the raised black big feet, Luke narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was calm, and his attention was basically on the system.
When the black thin line appears, the system has already displayed a special prompt: A causal attack against the host has been discovered, and the causal line has been confirmed to be stable. Please enter the points amount____ for direct counterattack, or temporarily put it under system control, please select yes/no
He harassed the system while watching the thin black line coming out of his body turn into a giant.
It's not difficult to use krypton gold to fight against others, and Mephisto has already proved the effect.
However, Luke was very interested in the newly emerged temporary system control.
The system turned out to be completely silent on whether he could retain permanent control, meaning there was no hope.
The system did not answer how long the temporary control would last.
Obviously this time is not a fixed value.
Finally, when asked how many points were needed for the temporary control, the system finally responded: 100,000.
Luke yelled at the system in his mind: Tell me, System Dad, do you have any ill intentions towards my fat points
Yes, the system is trying to cheat him out of points again.
The points required for temporary control are equivalent to summoning a first-level clone, and maintaining its operation will definitely require continuous burning of points.
Just looking at the nearly 100-meter-long body of the black giant, he had a premonition that his points would soon flow like the tears in his heart.
Of course, Lu is happy to accept the system's behavior of cheating you of points.
First of all, the more than three million points gave him confidence.
Secondly, System Daddy has never been a weird system, and its service has always been about getting what you pay for.
For 60,000 points, you can send Mephisto back to hell to lie dead for ten years. The cost-effectiveness is unbeatable.
In the end, Luke himself had no way to spend points on the system.
It is so quiet that it is invisible, and all functions are omitted wherever possible.
Why would you want to build a system mall to make the host jealous? Dream on.
The system doesn't care whether the host wants to be a miser or a moonlighter.
Luke made the decision in seconds.
However, out of habit, he still observed the process of the black line growing from small to large and finally turning into a human.
When the black giant raised his big feet and prepared to "kill his master", he clicked "Yes" on the system panel, and golden light rushed into the black lines on his body.
Almost at the same time, the black giant stopped moving.
The points turned into golden light and quickly traveled through the interior of the black giant, opening up its bones, nerves, and brain, completely controlling it.
But these are completely hidden under countless black lines. From the outside, the black giant has not changed much, only the dark red flames burning in his eye sockets disappeared instantly, turning into a pair of sparkling krypton gold dog eyes.
At the same time, the somewhat confused goat-horned demon woke up.
It never thought that there would be someone in this world who would be hated by so many people.
The evil thoughts that can be used by magic to reshape the body of an evil spirit must be directed at a clear target - this time it is of course Luke himself.
The United States is hated by people all over the world every day, but most of the hatred is directed at groups such as the American government or capital groups.
Apart from personal factors, the number of people who hate the person in the White House because of the United States is not large.
When it comes to Luke, the evil thoughts directed at him are not only numerous, but also of extremely high quality.
That shiny black line proved that this extremely evil thought came from someone who sincerely hoped that Luke would die day and night.
Therefore, they appear the fastest and in the smallest number - only about 8,000.
The dark, thin lines that appeared a little later belonged to the people who wished Luke to go to heaven every now and then.
Yangtou estimated that this kind of deep evil thoughts are ten to twenty times more than extreme evil thoughts.
The thin black and gray line that appeared at the end was a low-grade evil thought that basically met the standard and could barely respond to the call of the spell.
When their owner occasionally thought of Luke, he would curse him viciously, then forget about it.
The number of these low-grade evil thoughts... is incalculable.
Yangtou even felt that in recent decades, there might not be so many humans who truly hated Lord Baphomet.
Could it be that I met someone of my kind? This thought flashed through its mind, but it was immediately dismissed.
When demons from different camps compete for business, they usually announce their names first.
It is Lord Bafomet's lackey. When the other lackeys such as Mephisto, Surtur and Dormammu see him in this shape, they naturally start to talk back.
If comparing status and position doesn’t scare the other party, then compare strength - start fighting.
The smiling man in front of it did not have any demonic aura at all, unless...
Sheep Head suddenly thought of a possibility, his face turned a little dark, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Luke immediately became strange.
But it always felt that this speculation was too outrageous, and the feeling of unwillingness could not be erased.
At this moment, under the suggestion of its magic, the black giant raised its foot to step on Luke, but suddenly stopped.
Its movement paused, but its body had already leaned forward as it exerted force.
The special way of formation gives the black giant many strange characteristics.
There was almost no acceleration process. It appeared several hundred meters away, its head turned into a black shadow, and instantly pressed down from above the sheep's head.
The sheep head just became alert, and he felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and a big face with only eyes and a mouth pressed on him.
Boom!
The sheep's head, which was less than 20 meters tall, was smashed into the ground by the giant's face, covering it tightly.
The next moment, the giant stretched out his hands underground and grabbed the sheep's head that was trying to slip away from the ground again.
The strange thing is that when it inserted its hands into the ground and grabbed the goat-horned demon from the ground, it did not damage the ground.
The captured sheep head had a face full of fear and dread: "Wait, wait, I am Lord Baphomet, sitting down, Gu'oanas. If I have offended you, please forgive me, I am willing to pay a sufficient price."
It's not that it's timid, it's just that the evil spirit it summoned this time is too powerful and has broken free from the control of the spell.
Or rather, it was this smiling man who instantly seized control.
Because of the sheep head spell, the black giant also has the ability to be half real and half virtual in this world and change the rules.
It easily grabbed the sheep's head from the ground and completely connected the two together, making it impossible for the sheep's head to escape back to the demon dimension.
This is like a primary school student being hugged tightly by a world bodybuilding champion and wanting to climb a few mountains to go home. It's pure dreaming.
Therefore, Yangtou decisively admitted defeat.
It felt that its guess was very likely to be true—the smiling man in front of it was actually a high-level demon, or even the incarnation of a demon lord.
It is not common for high-level demons to get bored and come to Earth to play under different names, but there have been a few such incidents over the past few thousand years.
As soon as the Sheep Head finished speaking, the black giant grabbed its hands and feet on both sides and pulled them left and right.
Hiss!
The sheep's head was split into two pieces.
The black giant did not hesitate and once again mixed the two pieces of the demon between his hands, like dividing them into equal sizes before tearing a piece of paper, and then tore it again.
Hiss!
The sheep's head was divided into four pieces.
The giant put his hands together, placed the four pieces of demon in his palms, rubbed them into balls, and stuffed them into his mouth.
The whole process took less than five seconds, leaving the sheep no chance to escape.
The sheep's head was swallowed by the giant before it even had time to scream.
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