The core of the wax melting demon was at the top of the cloud pillar, looking down on Luke, surrounded by the cloud pillar, drinking to quench his thirst, he continued to burst out of spiritual energy, trapped in place and unable to move, and there was a wave of cunning joy in his spirit.

Although all the wax figures in the wax museum have been destroyed, capturing such a tricky prey and making it into a wax figure must be the most perfect work of art to date.

Luke's movements in the cloud pillar grew slower, and his joints stiffened, as if he had given up resistance.

At the top of the cloud pillar, the core of the wax melting demon also settled down, and only Luke was completely sealed by the wax, so he could carefully concoct this hard-won prey.

Right now.

A sturdy eagle flew close to the ground from the path next to the wax museum, and suddenly rushed into the cloud pillar.

Its sharp claws cleverly plunged into the slit of Luke's stab-proof suit, carrying Luke into the sky.

Luke's high soul strength brings a keen sixth sense, and he has sensed the core of the wax melting demon soon after being surrounded by the cloud pillar, and the reason why he pressed the killer weapon of Halpier and did not let it appear is to wait for this moment.

For Halpier, who has a wingspan of more than two meters, flying from a position more than one meter above the ground to the top of a three-meter-high cloud column is as simple as an ordinary person taking a step, even if he takes off with Luke at all.

Luke had already gathered a large amount of psionic energy into the shotgun, flew to the top of the cloud pillar, and locked onto the core of the wax melt demon - a blood-red eyeball, and the bursting thunder completely covered the body of Winchester's gun, and the fierce tongue of fire and thunder light illuminated the vaporized cloud pillar.

"Found you!"

Luke swung his hands violently, and thunder and flames fell on it, sending out a powerful explosion that shattered the scarlet eyeballs.

The vaporized cloud pillar lost its core restraint and slowly drifted down and disappeared without a trace.

Luke was gently lowered by Nighthawk as he glided for some distance.

Ability seedlings absorb the energy left over from the death of the Wax Melting Demon.

Images unfolded in Luke's mind like a movie.

The face of a pregnant mother, a conjoined baby with a head bond, and a younger brother on the back of his brother's head

The cold, sharp scalpel and the huge hole in my brother's face

The older brother who is anxious and crazy, the younger brother who is introverted and inferior, and obsessed with wax figures

Learn wax figure making from your mother

Crazy obsession with wax figures

Fill your face with wax to create a "different face" for yourself

A deserted town

The brothers worked together to deceive passers-by and tourists, making wax figures one after another

A town full of wax figures, and a movie theater with wax figures

Then the footage shows more supernatural powers

With the increase in wax figures, the town is gradually no longer deserted, as if it has regained the breath of human beings

It's like some mysterious ritual has been completed

The black aura that appeared inexplicably, the seductive murmur of the abyss

The involuntary transformation of the body, the emergence of extraordinary abilities

Make a wax puppet for the first time

Make your brother into a wax puppet with your own hands

More hunting, more puppets

Until he met the figure who harnessed the thunder and flames

This is the life of the Wax Melt Demon.

Luke also understands why there is a special, partially self-aware wax golem in the church, which turns out to be made by the brother of the Wax Melting Demon.

Nighthawk flew around Luke a few times, slowing down before finally landing on his shoulder, firmly on his feet.

Satisfied, Luke touched the top of Nighthawk's head, helped it comb the feathers on its chest, and said, "Aligado, Ma...... Wrong. Thank you, Halpier. ”

Nighthawk shook pleasantly under the caress of his master, waved his wings vigorously, and rolled up a gust of wind to ruffle Luke's already shapeless hair, and flew into the sky to continue his patrol and guard mission.

Luke calls up the properties panel to see what he learned from this trip.

Name: Luke

[Race]: Human

[Level]: Level 4 (16%)

[Body strength]: 6

[Soul Strength]: 8 (5 for normal adult humans)

[Skills]:

【Indian Fighting Sticks】

【Rough skin and thick meat】

【Dreaded Raven】

[Free Attribute Points]: 1

This wave directly rises two levels in one day, develops very well, and takes off with a big tailwind.

It's a pity that there is no explosion skill.

However, Luke thought about it, whether it is [Blasphemy] or [Vaporization Cloud Pillar], it doesn't seem to be a good skill, and I don't know if the effect of the skill will change after the [Blasphemy] drops, if it is still to enhance the abyss attribute, then releasing it will become a debuff to yourself.

[Vaporization Cloud Pillar] is also very pitted.,In case you need to use the skill to transform the body into a wax melt demon texture.。。。

Thinking of this, Luke suddenly felt that if there is no, there is no it, and high experience is king.

It's definitely not that you can't eat grapes and say sour!

Renard had long been alarmed by the sound of Luke and the Wax Melting Demon fighting, and hid behind the crack in the church door to quietly monitor the battle situation, and only dared to come out after seeing Luke destroy the monster.

Several people who have been obsessed with the pursuit of supernatural powers, seeing the scene of Luke just showing great power, excitedly surrounded Luke and asked, especially Renard, who wanted to touch Winchester in Luke's hand, but didn't dare.

Hesitant looks like a baboon in heat and courtship.

A tired Luke rolled his eyes, too lazy to answer their questions, dragging his tired steps and leading them back along the path they had come.

Only about two or three hours passed, and after leaving the hidden fork in the road, it was noon, and the blazing sun shone directly, gradually melting the dark aura of the secret realm on his body.

This time, there were no car thieves, and both cars were parked safely and waiting.

The group of five divided into two groups, rested in the car for a while, drove back to Phoenix, and went home to recuperate.

......

Following

Luke went to school as usual, and the Freedom attribute had been re-invested in [Soul Strength] as planned, raising it to 9 points. Coupled with a good night's sleep, Luke's spirits were fully restored.

I thought to myself, I was tired yesterday, and I fished at night, and I didn't go to send community warmth to the gangsters in Miarco.

We must work overtime tonight, so that the capitalist gangsters can feel the sanctions from the successor of the doctrine of "I don't know if it's a sensitive word, but I can avoid it first, and I can add a few more words".

After the morning's lesson, Luke dealt with Renard's pestering questions perfunctorily.

After the wax melt demon incident, Renard's expedition team has been completely disbanded, and Renard's interest has changed from looking for news of various supernatural events to pestering Luke to ask questions, from the source of Luke's ability to his experience, chattering like a bastard.

Luke only briefly told Renard about the strange dangers of the mysterious side to dispel his excessive curiosity.

As for how his ability came about, he himself didn't know, after all, there was only one goldfinger, and his experience of gaining supernatural abilities was completely irreproducible.