Many of these people were covered in blood, and one even had blood stains on his lips.
Luke had just seen these people's faces and their performances on the surveillance video.
They are the "guests" enjoying themselves in the twelve rooms facing each other on both sides of the passage, and they are also a group of beasts in human skin.
The group of beasts were looking around in confusion until Luke appeared, then they stared at him in surprise.
According to the agreement, the guard who was supposed to escort them out in an emergency did not come, but a strange man dressed in white appeared, which made them feel uneasy.
The white figure quickly shuttled through the crowd in the passage, and all of them rolled their eyes and passed out.
Luke didn't rush to kill them, but knocked them out with the back of his knife.
His figure stopped in front of a door at the end of the passage.
This is the only room facing the passage, and it is also the only room whose door is not open. There is a simple graphic on the stone wall along the door, like two stick-drawn wine glasses standing facing each other.
The long knife in Luke's hand flashed, cut the door lock, and pushed the door open.
A large, dark room appeared before him.
A bank of white candles burned in each of the four corners of the room.
Down a few steps was a large pool, with a circle of white candles lit around it.
Above the pool, a naked girl was hung upside down, with a blindfold on her eyes and her mouth tied with a cloth. She kept crying and struggling.
Luke's attention was not on the girl, even though she looked a little miserable.
Under the dark blue coated lenses, his eyes were fixed on a woman.
The woman was standing at the back of the room, water gushing down from the top of her head, wetting her long, wavy dark red hair and spreading it behind her.
She looked to be in her late thirties, with deep eye sockets, thin and long slanted eyebrows, and two thin and long blood-red lips slightly pursed under her tall and sharp nose. She looked over here with dissatisfaction on her face.
Seeing Luke, dressed in white and holding two black swords, she looked slightly surprised and walked out slowly from under the water.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
Luke curled his lips and walked forward slowly.
When they entered the door, the two stood opposite each other, with the pool and the girl hanging upside down above the pool in the middle.
He moved away from the central axis of the room and went around the edge of the pool.
The red-haired woman took the towel gracefully, wiped her head and body, took a dark red velvet nightgown hanging from the wall and put it on.
The edge of her nightgown was decorated with intricate gold patterns. She stood barefoot at the farthest end of the room, watching Luke's actions.
The red-haired woman suddenly took a deep breath through her nose and grinned: "What a young and energetic body, I'm sure it has delicious blood flowing in it."
Luke remained silent and did not quicken his pace.
The pitch-black long sword rotated at a constant speed in his hand, and the speed of rotation increased little by little as the two sides got closer.
The room was only twenty meters long, and in just two short sentences, the distance between the two sides was only five or six meters.
The red-haired woman stretched out her right hand and picked up a dark short-handled scythe from the wooden rack beside her: "Sweetheart, I won't kill you. I will lock you up, drink your delicious blood, and finally turn you into my slave, and you will crawl at my feet forever. That is, you will use your tongue to lick every one of my toes clean."
As she spoke, she had a strange smile on her face. Her left hand was stroking her body from top to bottom. A blush appeared on her face and her whole body was trembling slightly.
Luke's figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a white shadow. The two long swords turned into black shadows and merged into the shadows of the room.
The red-haired woman swung the black sickle in her hand violently, and it also turned into a blurry black shadow and rushed forward.
Luke's mouth curled up.
Physical energy bursts forth.
Sensitive reaction starts.
A white shadow wrapped around the red-haired woman like a whirlwind. He moved around the red-haired woman at an astonishing speed. A series of clanging sounds of metal collisions rang out, like rain falling on the woods, and the gaps between the sounds were almost inaudible.
In less than a second, four or five long wounds appeared on the red-haired woman's body, and blood soaked her dark red nightgown.
Her face changed drastically, and she realized that she had underestimated the enemy.
As she grinned and roared, she showed her pair of sharp fangs and threw away the black sickle that was in the way.
I saw the nails on her hands suddenly grow and turn into two claws, waving rapidly.
Throwing away the black sickle that was no longer convenient for her to use, the red-haired woman finally managed to withstand the crazy cutting of the two long knives with the cooperation of both hands.
She suddenly felt timid.
The red-haired woman was no warrior.
Relying on her superior bloodline, she lived a life of eating, drinking, and having fun, enjoying luxury in this world. She had no intention of fighting anyone to the death.
So she swung her claws faster and jumped up with both feet.
With her agility and ability, she could move freely on the ceiling, and she didn't believe that this human holding two swords could do it.
You want to run away now? Luke said: It's not that easy to leave now that I'm close to you.
The pitch-black long knife in his left hand flew out and shot diagonally above the red-haired woman's head.
If the woman continued to rise, she would collide with the long knife.
Ding! Without thinking, the red-haired woman swung her claws to deflect the black long knife.
The long sword transmitted a huge force, causing her body, which had just jumped into the air, to lean back.
Idiot! Luke sneered: Unless you are stronger than your opponent, or can fly, leaving your body completely in the air during close combat is courting death.
Before the red-haired woman could react, she suddenly felt her feet tighten and a big hand had pinched her right ankle.
The next moment, her whole body was swung up, leaving a shadow, drawing a quarter circle in the air, and fell flat on the ground face down.
Bang! Crash!
There was a dull thud, accompanied by the sound of crushing bricks and stones on the ground, and her body smashed a shallow hole in the stone slab.
But this is not the end, but the beginning.
In this deserted battlefield, Luke no longer concealed his strength. He channeled powerful strength into his left arm, and immediately lifted the red-haired woman's body off the ground and swung it in the opposite direction.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The red-haired woman's body turned into a shadow swinging left and right in the air. In just a few seconds, the front and back of her face hit the stone floor repeatedly for more than a dozen times without any chance to breathe.
In a time visible to the naked eye, her body smashed large holes in the stone slabs on both sides.
Looking at the red-haired woman who was limp and hanging in his hands, Luke tilted his head to look at her and shook his left hand.
The red-haired woman seemed to be dead, her head swinging back and forth without any dead angle. The only thing on her body that was not broken was the toes of her right foot that Luke was holding.
Puff! A black shadow suddenly swept by!
The red-haired woman, who seemed dead, suddenly moved.
Unfortunately, it's too late.