Luke looked at the dozens of skinning monsters densely packed in front of him, and pouted, this thing, when cannon fodder is not qualified, relying on the number to block a stupid is better than a warrior, for a master like himself, it is purely a food delivery.

At this time, he still had most of his spiritual energy left, and his physical strength was strong, and he lifted the six-sided scepter and rushed into the group of skin-peeling monsters, these monsters were slow and weak, and they were useless except for shape.

The thunder on the heavy scepter shone, and with Luke's waving, a large area of thunder jumped and spread in the skinning monster, although this tunnel is spacious, but it is still too crowded for dozens of humanoid monsters, the crowded skinning monsters provide excellent conditions for the transmission of thunder, and Luke's continuous swing of the electric beam can make several skinning monsters fall to the ground at the same time, there is a kind of meat shield version of the light prism tank slaughtering a large number of mobilized soldiers.

Within a few minutes, before the succubi had escaped far, the skinning monsters all fell to the ground under the squandering psionic thunder of Luke's wanton squandering.

Luke raised his foot and stepped on the corpses of the skinners covered in the ground to continue the pursuit, and the soft touch under his feet brought an extremely uncomfortable nausea feeling, which became the biggest damage these skinners caused him.

After a few steps deep and shallow, Luke finally got rid of the lubricated and squishy skinning monster mat and stepped onto the normal tunnel floor, quickly rushing towards the succubus who had just turned the corner at the mouth of the tunnel.

Just turned the tunnel mouth, but found that the succubus stopped in place and gave up escaping, the seriously injured succubus left from the support of the skinning monster, collapsed weakly to the ground, she looked back at Luke, with a flattering smile on her face, one hand pulled the upper body of the clothes half, revealing a considerable amount of capital, a little trembling faint voice begged for mercy: "My lord, do you want to try the taste of succubi, it's really good." ”

Luke put away the six-edged scepter.

Seeing this, the succubus's eyes lit up, and he writhed harder and harder, arranging his whole body in a sexy S-shape, with the white flesh that occasionally leaked under the half-hidden clothes, which was really interesting.

It's a pity that the succubus is really not Luke's dish, □□□□ succubus is king!

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Luke put away the scepter just to make it easier to reload [Death Roar], after all, according to the description of Survivor Dennis, there are at least five or six people in this madman family, and the Abyss Believers with [Concentric] skills that Luke has killed are currently only four, taking advantage of the current battle window, loading ammunition well is a necessary quality for a warrior.

He filled the shotguns one by one, not at all attracted by the succubus scratching his head.

The heart of the abyssal believer lying on the ground who kept showing her flesh gradually sank, and she probably knew that she could not be spared, and the submissiveness disguised on her face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a neurotic vicious expression, and shouted sharply: "Otis will not let you go!" The abyss won't let you go! I will be waiting for you at the entrance of the abyss, and I will give you endless torture! The abyss is staring at you! ”

Luke loaded the last bullet with a blank face, infusing the [Death Roar] with psionic energy, the muzzle of the gun against the mouth of the Abyssal Believer, causing her subsequent curses to turn into indistinct whimpering, pulling the trigger, and the thunder roared, the watermelon exploded, and the juice was all over the ground.

Dry!

Luke put away the Death Roar and pulled a cloth from the Abyssal Believer and wiped it.

Just thinking about watching a movie in his previous life, the protagonist stuffed the gun into someone else's mouth, and hit a fatally handsome batch. Forget that this is a shotgun, and end up with watermelon juice everywhere.

What else can you villains do but disgust me and get me juiced.

Luke grumbled as he reloaded the Death Roar, which had just used up a bullet.

Although the plan to turn the strategy failed, Luke still managed to cut off many of the wings of the Abyss Cultists by mistake, and he found a clean place to rest for a while, recovering his physical strength and spiritual energy after the battle just now, and preparing to explore further again.

After killing the three Abyssal Cultists and a group of skinners, the underground tunnels were much empty, and Luke continued to search for a long time, but found no new enemies, so he returned the way he came, exploring the other direction from the fork in the road.

The new tunnel was straight and smooth, and it continued down with a gentle slope, and the distance between the miner's lamps above the head became farther and farther away, and the past was dark and deep, as if there was no end, all the way to another world.

Luke's vision was stronger than that of ordinary people, but he could barely see the scene not far ahead, so he did not summon the psionic flame to illuminate it, but continued to go deeper along the tunnel.

As it gets deeper, the tunnel becomes more and more wide, as if it is a one-way road to a two-way street. The lighting in the tunnel has also changed from a miner's lamp to a candlestick made of human bones.

A faint chanting voice came.

Luke listened intently, intermittently hearing a man's prayer.

Grazt...... It's the beginning and the end...... It's one, it's all ...... Grant us endless darkness and strength.

...... It will come,...... True Self...... Home.

Let's immerse ourselves forever...... Let's ...... Merge with.

Offering you the ...... of this world"

He held his breath, slowed his pace, and hid his body in the shallow darkness of the candlelight, moving little by little towards the source of the sound.

Three to five minutes later, Luke walked to the end of the tunnel opening, half-crouched at the limit where the shadow could hide, and looked out.

It was a huge and empty hall, and the first thing that caught your eye was a tall altar with a huge black six-fingered palm, which was inlaid with countless gems that shimmered with red light, exuding an incomparably mysterious aura.

The altar is lined with two rows of tall black stone pillars carved with mystical symbols and patterns of unknown meaning, giving off an unsettling chill.

In the center of the temple is a huge dome, in the center of the dome hangs a huge black crystal, the surface of the crystal shimmers with countless lights, and below the crystal, there is a huge shrine, inside which a black idol is enshrined.

The statue was nearly nine feet tall and was dressed in a splendid garment, wrapped in a silver-white robe, inlaid with gold threads, and embellished with rubies, sapphires, jadeites and other gemstones. The hem of the robe was embroidered with mystical symbols, and he wore a golden crown and held a silver scepter with a large ruby inlaid at the head.

The idol as a whole appears to be a dark-skinned human, but its pointed ears, yellow fangs, horned crown on its skull, and six-fingered hands all indicate its inhuman identity.

The praying man was kneeling in front of the idol as if asking for something.