Luke and Harley were fine because they knew in advance that the other party's psychic abilities would not work on them.
Others who do not have control over such abilities are attacked by the shadows of these negative energy aggregates and can only take the beatings without being able to fight back.
This is equivalent to adding a "continuous blood loss" buff, and there is really no better way except to escape.
After spending some time recording and analyzing the effects of this disgusting little trick, Luke did not delay any longer.
His figure jumped up, tapped the wall with his toes, and instantly turned to the ground above his head and grabbed Vivian.
The man in the latex suit felt threatened, roared, and pounced forward.
The black latex suit on his body bulged out faces distorted in pain, stretching and withdrawing from his body.
They were like pieces of black tape with human heads on them, wrapping around him in mid-air.
Luke laughed out loud: "Nonono, your clothes are really stinky, you should keep them for yourself."
He formed his palms into grasping hands and swung them out casually. Strips of black tape were cut by the power of faith covering his fingers and fell to the ground.
The next moment, he pinched the latex man's face with his palm: "Come, stand still and let me see what your ugly soul looks like."
With a hissing sound, the vinyl on the man in the latex suit's face shattered, revealing the face of a white boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old.
Looking at the boy's appearance in front of him, Luke grinned, "Tate-Landon, your mother asked you to go home for dinner."
Tate was stunned: "What?"
Harley subconsciously thought: Who is this guy's mother? If he is asked to go home, then his home is definitely not here, so...
The female doctor suddenly realized the correct answer and couldn't help but shudder: She is so old, how could she give birth to such a young son
Sure enough, Luke said faintly: "She was next door just now, but she probably won't see you again in the future."
As he spoke, the power of faith surged out from the five fingers, sinking deeper and deeper, almost sinking into half of Tate's head, burning it and producing puffs of gray-black smoke.
Tate is not human.
He was filled with negative energy and could not resist the erosion of his faith. In the pain, he even forgot to wear the black tape on his head and could only scream subconsciously.
"Don't worry, you won't disappear. I've prepared a small dark room for you, you can stay there forever." Luke smiled as usual: "Come on, scream louder and say goodbye to your mother forever."
"Stranger, I warned you." An old voice suddenly sounded.
Harry looked at the "old lady" who suddenly appeared behind Luke and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Behind her."
The female doctor is not a fool, so she would not shout "Be careful" at this time, as that would only cause confusion to friendly forces.
The most correct approach is to directly state the direction.
But Luke had already thrown Tate away before she could finish her words.
The figure flashed and appeared in front of the pretentious "old lady", and grabbed her with his backhand as fast as lightning.
The "old lady" was grabbed by the neck and held in his hand: "I thought you would be more polite, it seems you have never taken etiquette lessons, Ms. Constance."
This person was the "old lady" who had just appeared at the fence next door.
At that time, Luke found out her information, so he was able to recognize that the man in the latex suit, Tate, was her youngest son.
Constance was stunned, and then said coldly: "Young man, is it polite to break into someone else's home at will? Moreover, it is also impolite to grab a lady like this."
Then she had a thought, but her body remained where it was.
Luke smiled as he watched her expression change drastically, then he said slowly, "Oh, then I'd like to say sorry first. By the way, I want your soul."
Constance tried a few more times, but found that the Void, which had always been successful, had no response at all.
She was not an idiot and knew she couldn't wait any longer, otherwise she might end up with a skull broken like her son.
She uttered a vague chant: "O omnipotent Lord of Hell, your most devout believer offers you a unique sacrifice, he has the most vicious soul..."
As the singing became as fast as black rap, a tiny black dot appeared above the two people's heads.
A faint smell of sulfur wafted out from the black spot and was instantly detected by Luke's sensitive sense of smell.
He squinted his eyes, staring at the rapidly growing black spot, and an image of an "old acquaintance" emerged in his mind: "This smell is really nostalgic!"
A small orange pumpkin that looked like a toy appeared between him and Constance and exploded instantly.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, a large ball of black fog as thick as ink instantly covered the area within ten meters around it.
In the black fog that could block most light and energy fluctuations, Luke thought about it and put the confused Vivian into space No. 2.
At the same time, a golden telekinetic light band shot out, penetrating Constance, Tate and her son.
At the same time as the points in the system were instantly reduced by 60,000, the mother and son were swept up by the telekinetic light band and thrown into a black hole with a diameter of half a meter.
Immediately afterwards, the annihilation energy enveloped the entire black hole and pressed inward with force.
With a crackling sound, the black hole shattered into countless black particles like a broken lens, and was instantly wiped out by the annihilation energy.
Luke's figure then slowly fell from the air.
As he fell, the entire basement creaked and changed rapidly.
When he stood still, the originally low basement reappeared before his eyes.
Harley, whose entire attention was drawn to the battle, fell on her back again.
Luke looked at the flash of pink color under the loose knee-length skirt and silently chose to forgive it.
After all, fighting ability can be cultivated, but natural beauty is even more rare.
Don't say natural is not important.
When the real bodies of those "old ladies" with beauty filters turned on were exposed, many otakus wanted to chop off their hands and soak them in disinfectant on the spot, and it would be best if they also put their eyes in formalin to wash them.
Luke is not in the habit of self-torture.
After the many accidents that happened tonight, the female doctor became much more nervous.
She didn't exclaim, she simply got up and looked around the "original" basement: "Did you kill her?"
At this moment, what disappeared along with the black fog was not only the strange tall basement, but also Constance, Tate, and Vivian.
But Harley was most concerned about her grandmother Constance.
Luke sighed, "I thought I'd see something new, but it's just the same old thing."
Harry's mind raced, her heart pounding, and she asked tentatively, "You mean, hell?"
Luke waved his hand and said, "Let's go. It's not worth wasting time here."
Harley followed him obediently, her mind filled with everything that had just happened, including the fighting scenes and conversations between several people.
At first, she thought tonight would be an action movie, but then she thought it might be a suspense movie.
By the time Constance shows up, she feels more like a supernatural movie.
But in the end, the answer turned out to be a fantasy film.
The knowledge, experience, and wisdom that she used to be proud of were obviously not enough in this situation where common sense was repeatedly broken.