Luke observed for a moment, and finally opened the lock on the glass cabinet and took the Annabell doll out.
Faintly, a cold spiritual energy field enveloped him, and it seemed that a little girl's laughter was echoing in his ears.
Luke ignored the system's prompt that "unknown negative energy is trying to connect" and took the doll with him, leaving here and returning to the convent.
Stepping into the deep corridor deep into the mountain again, the feeling of cold and damp became more obvious.
As he walked past, the shadows twisted and squirmed like living monsters, moving closer to his back like a swarm of insects waiting for prey.
When they arrived at the wooden door, it was open even though it should have been closed, and there was no sign of Anna Esek inside.
Luke carried the doll, walked forward step by step, came to the cross, and looked up.
I saw that the posture of the figure on the cross was the same as that of Brother Ji. Upon closer inspection, the face with its side drooped was not a human at all, but a monster with a blurred face and two feet hidden on its forehead.
Luke's lips curled up: "It's fun."
In this regard, he could only say that the person who pulled this trick didn't know much about today's human technology, and didn't understand the capabilities of Stark Technology, which stood at the pinnacle of human technology.
The dim environment in the room does make it difficult for ordinary people to see the monster face on the cross, but this does not hinder the scanning function of the armor.
When Luke came in just now, he immediately discovered the trick of this cross.
The next moment, five dark red candles suddenly lit up around him.
Luke looked down and saw dark lines crisscrossing on the stone slab beneath his feet, forming an inverted pentagram pattern.
Five dark red candles were located at the five vertices of the pentagram, and at this moment he was standing in the pentagon in the center.
The Annabell doll he was holding broke away from his hand, slowly floated in front of him and looked at him.
Luke felt an invisible and huge pressure all over his body, which seemed to restrict his ability to move.
Da! Da! Da!
The sound of footsteps on stone slabs came from behind Luke.
He slowly turned his head and saw an elongated black shadow appear on the wall behind him.
The black shadow was wearing a robe and a hood, and looked very much like a nun.
The shadow was moving step by step from the back wall to the left wall, but the only people in the room were Luke and Annabelle dolls, who did not move.
Ta-da! Ta-da! The footsteps continued.
The nun's shadow "walked" from the left wall to the front wall, and with a turn, she changed from walking sideways to facing Luke, overlapping with a portrait of a nun behind the cross.
Luke, the Annabell doll, and the nun's shadow portrait also happen to form a straight line.
Two pale hands stretched out from behind the portrait, as creepy as the old nun's face in black in the portrait.
“Roar~” The old nun in the portrait let out a strange roar, and instantly turned from two-dimensional to three-dimensional. She rushed out of the portrait and pounced on Luke.
As she approached, a cold energy field that was thick enough to make an ordinary person stiffen up enveloped him. Luke's right hand fingertips moved slightly.
Swish!
A flash of knife light flashed in the dark room like a silver bottle breaking and water splashing.
The suspended doll took the brunt of the attack and was split into two pieces diagonally without any reaction.
In the cracks of its shattered body, a white-faced nun was revealed, howling and rushing towards it.
But as the white-faced nun approached, a neat knife scar appeared on her face, from thin to thick, slanting down from the left forehead, passing through the neck, chest, and right rib.
And Luke's body had changed position.
His upper body was slightly leaning forward, his feet were in a lunge stance, and his right hand, which had just completed the chopping movement, holding the long knife, had moved to the left side of his body, with the blade slanting down toward the ground.
The white-faced nun was split in half and flew to the left and right, just flying out from both sides of his body without touching him at all.
The pair of black eye holes on the skull mask turned into long and thin eyes, revealing a mocking expression: "You are too slow!"
Swish!
Another knife light flashed from the lower left to the upper right, splitting the doll that was still floating in the air into four.
With crackling sounds, the white-faced nun and the doll that had been chopped into pieces were scattered all over the ground around him.
A weird little girl's scream echoed in the room: "Die~~~You will die!!!"
Along with the screams, the five dark red candles at the apex of the inverted pentagram lit up. The candle flames that surged to a height of thirty centimeters were more like torches, emitting a dazzling blood-red light that enveloped the entire inverted pentagram circle.
The originally dark inverted pentagram pattern first turned blood red, and then became brighter like lava.
The Annabell doll and the white-faced nun's body, which had been chopped into several pieces, were reassembled and quickly restored to their original state.
The doll's vicious smile stared at Luke.
The white-faced nun prayed in a low, hoarse voice: "My God, please come to us. Anyone who dares to challenge you will have his soul returned to you."
With a slight crackling sound, the pentagonal ground in the middle of the pentagram began to break.
Dark red flames shot out from the ground, and waves of heat accompanied by a strong smell of sulfur hit my face.
Luke sniffed: Hmm, this smell... why does it seem familiar
Looking down at the inverted pentagram at his feet, he felt a little strange: this was the symbol of Satan. How dare that person "impersonate" someone else? How bold was the "devil" and how fertile was the land
Looking at the four digits in front of the word "wan" on the system panel, he instantly made up his mind: No matter who it is, let's just masturbate first!
Wrong number? Come and kill Beidou if you dare!
He suddenly opened, raised, and pressed down his empty left hand. The tens of thousands of system points dropped rapidly like a revolving lantern, and a light golden points power surged out from his palm.
This integrated mental force was thicker than the pentagonal crack under his feet, but it was forced in roughly.
In less than three seconds, the crack was overwhelmed and the entire inverted pentagram began to distort and blur.
boom!
The crack suddenly exploded, and the entire inverted pentagram was implicated, causing a chain of explosions.
The five blood-red candles at the top suddenly turned gray, and all the blood light was extinguished.
The whole room shook violently, smoke and dust rose up, and the noise died down after a while.
Luke held the long sword in his right hand at his side, his body suspended in the air, and turned around leisurely.
Looking at the dumbstruck Annabell doll and the white-faced nun, the curve of the mouth on the skull mask moved slightly, like a smiling face: "Now, there should be only two of you here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared next to the Annabell doll, grabbed its neck with his left hand, and at the same time, he raised his right hand and chopped the white-faced nun in half again.
In the deep room in the mountain, there were the screams and curses of a little girl and the roars of a white-faced nun.
During this time, someone could be heard mumbling, "Your body is still made of plastic? Rubbish."
"No blood flow in your body? Also garbage."
"This is the sixteenth purely physical cut. The speed of reorganization and healing has been reduced by 74%. It seems that your energy reserves are not very good."
"The damage of an enchanted weapon is at least 150% of the intended effect. All evil spirits should have this weakness, but it's a bit of a waste of points."
"You can move around in the mental interference field, but you can't leave. I can equip everyone with this function in the future to avoid encountering evil spirits."