One Thousand Six Hundred and Forty-One Chapters Who Is the Devil, Swallow the Balls

Looking at the raised black feet, Luke squinted his eyes slightly, his heart did not fluctuate, and his attention was basically on the system.

When the thin black line appears, the system has already sent a special prompt: A causal attack against the host has been found, and the causal line has been determined to be stable. For direct counterattack, please enter the amount of points ____, or temporarily enter the system control, please select Yes/No?

He harassed the system as he watched the thin black line emerging from his body turn into a giant.

There is no difficulty in krypton gold attacking people, and the effect has been proved by Mephisto.

It was the new temporary system control that made Luke very interested.

As a result, the system didn't respond to the question of whether he could permanently control it, which meant it wasn't going to happen.

How long is the temporary control, the system has not answered.

Obviously this time is not a fixed value.

Finally, how many points are temporarily controlled, and the system finally gave a response: 100,000.

Luke directly yelled at the system in his heart: "Say, System Dad, are you ill-conceived about my fat points?

Yes, the system came to cheat him again.

For a temporary control, the points required are equivalent to summoning a first-level clone, and to maintain its operation, it must continue to burn points.

Just looking at the black giant's body of nearly 100 meters, he had a hunch that when he waited, his points would definitely be like tears in his heart - rushing.

As for the behavior of the system pitting points, Lu, of course, is... willing to accept it.

First of all, more than three million points gave him confidence.

Secondly, System Dad has never been the kind of yin and yang system, and service has always been about getting what you pay for.

For 60,000 points, you can send Mephisto back to hell for ten years.

In the end, Luke himself had no way to spend points on the system.

It is so quiet that it is invisible, and its functions can be omitted if it can be omitted.

What makes a system mall so greedy for the host? Go dream.

Whether the host wants to be a miser or a moonlight, the system doesn't care at all.

Luke made a decision in seconds.

However, out of habit, he still observed the process of the black thin line growing from small to large, and finally becoming a human being.

When the black giant raised his big feet and was about to "kill the Lord", he clicked "Yes" on the system panel, and golden light burst into the black thin lines on his body.

Almost at the same time, the movement of the black giant stopped.

The integral turned into golden light, and it traveled quickly inside the black giant, opening up bones, nerves, and brains, completely controlling it.

But these are completely hidden under countless black thin lines. From the outside, the black giant has not changed, only the dark red flames burning in the eye sockets disappeared instantly, turning into a pair of bright krypton gold dog eyes.

At the same time, the slightly stunned shofar demon woke up.

It never thought that there is still one person in this world that will be hated by so many people.

The evil thoughts that can be used by magic to reshape the body of the evil spirit must be clearly aimed at the target - this time, of course, Luke himself.

For example, the United States is hated by people all over the world every day, but most of the hatred is directed at groups such as American officials or capital groups.

Apart from personal factors, there are not many people who hate the White House man because of the United States.

When he arrived at Luke, the evil thoughts directed at him were not only numerous, but also of extremely high quality.

That kind of black shiny thin line proves that this extremely evil thought comes from sincerity, the person who yearns for Luke's death day and night.

So they appear the fastest, and the least in number—that's 8,000 of them.

The dark and thin lines that appeared later belonged to those who wanted to "bless" Luke every morning.

Sheep's head can see that this kind of deep evil thoughts is more than ten or twenty times more than extreme evil thoughts.

The black-gray thin lines that appeared at the end were low-grade evil thoughts that basically met the standard, barely able to respond to the call of spells.

Occasionally, when their owners thought of Luke, they would curse viciously, and then forget about them.

This kind of low-grade evil thoughts, the number... can't be counted.

Sheep's Head even felt that in the past few decades, there may not be so many human beings who sincerely hated Lord Buffalo.

Did I meet the same kind? The thought flashed through its mind, but it was dismissed immediately.

Most of the demons who belong to different camps compete for business, and most of them will sign up first.

It is Lord Buffalo sitting down and the lackey, and the other lackeys of Mephisto, Soult, and Dormammu see him in this shape, and naturally they will talk about it first.

Compared with status and status, I really can't scare the other party, then compare with strength - start a fight.

The smiling man in front of him can't feel any demonic aura at all, unless...

Sheep's head suddenly thought of a possibility, his face was a little dark, and the look in Luke's eyes immediately went wrong.

But in its heart, it always felt that this kind of speculation was too outrageous, and that little unwilling thought could not be erased.

At this moment, under the hint of its spell, the black giant raised his foot to step on Luke, but suddenly stopped.

Its movements stopped, but the body had already leaned forward sharply with the force.

The special formation method makes the black giant have many strange characteristics.

There was hardly any acceleration process, it appeared a few hundred meters away, its head turned into a black shadow, and it was instantly pressed down from the sheep's head.

Sheep's head was only alert, and felt that it was pitch black, and a big face with only eyes and mouth was pressing on it.

Boom!

The sheep's head, which was 20 meters tall, was completely smashed into the ground by the giant's big face, covering it tightly.

The next moment, the giant stretched out his hands to the ground and grabbed the sheep's head that was trying to slip away from the ground.

The strange thing is that its hands inserted into the ground and grabbed the horned demon from the ground did not damage the ground.

The captured sheep's head was full of fear and fear: "Wait, wait, I am Lord Baphomet and sit down with Guaoanas. If I offend you, please forgive me, I am willing to pay enough cost."

It's not that it's timid, it's just that the strength of the evil spirit summoned this time is too terrifying, and it broke free from spell control.

Or it should be said that this smiling face took control in an instant.

Because of the sheep's head spell, the black giant also has the ability to change the rules in this world.

It easily grabbed the sheep's head from the ground, and completely connected the two sides, so that the sheep's head could not escape back to the demon dimension.

It's like a primary school student being hugged by a world bodybuilding champion and trying to climb a few mountains to go home. It's purely a dream.

Therefore, Sheep's Head resolutely admits counsel.

It felt that its guess was likely to be true-the smiling face in front of him was actually a high-ranking demon, or even the incarnation of a demon lord.

It's not common for high-ranking demons to be bored and go to earth incognito to play this kind of thing, but it has happened a few times in thousands of years.

As soon as the sheep's head finished speaking, the black giant held its hands and feet on both sides and pulled it left and right.

Hiss!

The sheep's head became two pieces.

Without hesitation, the black giant spread the two demons evenly in his hands again, as if they were equally divided before tearing a piece of paper, and then tore them again.

Hiss!

The sheep's head became four pieces.

The giant put his hands together, put the four pieces of demon in his palm, rubbed it into a ball shape, and stuffed it into his mouth.

This process took less than five seconds, which did not give Sheepshead any chance to escape.

The sheep's head didn't even have time to scream, and was swallowed by the giant.

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