Chapter 93: The First [Weird Painting]

Everything was packed up, and a man and a ghost stood in front of the bus, looking into the distance.

"gone?"

"Well, let's go."

"Come and take me to Tona Beach when you have time. It's quite fun here."

"it is good."

Luke walked a few steps, came to the highway, and rode his rented "Big Demon". The impact range of the previous battle was not large, and this motorcycle was fortunately not affected.

Get in the car, start the engine, refuel...

There were two of us when we came here, but I am the only one left when I go back. Having gotten rid of the dark curse, Fares is now free to do whatever he wants.

I was driving the motorcycle alone for a long time, when suddenly, I heard a loud engine roar behind me.

It was Fares who caught up on his bike.

Damn it! Luke cursed the owner of the rental car shop again in his heart. He stepped on the accelerator for a long time, but was overtaken from behind. How dare he boast that he was the fastest in Totnabchi?
Fares and Luke drove side by side, and the black windbreaker on his headless body also fluttered up and down like a real entity accompanied by the fierce hurricane. He controlled the direction with one hand and threw a ring-shaped crankshaft at Luke with the other hand.

"This is my token. If you need help in the future, inject more mental energy into it and I will rush over from the other world." Luke seemed to be able to see a hearty and somewhat honest smile from his empty shoulders: "I'm super fast! I'll be there soon!"

Luke took the crankshaft and put it into the [Endless Stomach]. After thinking for a while, he took off his helmet and handed it to Fares.

"You won the game, this helmet is yours."

Fares took the helmet and put it on his head.

The overall shape of this helmet not only matches Luke's motorcycle, but also blends in well with Fares's look.

The matte texture of the black body is matched with the red transparent goggles, like the flames burning in hell. The sharp horn decorations on the top and the chain decorations on the sides give people a demonic and fiery feeling, making him look fierce and evil, like a knight from purgatory.

"Handsome!"

Luke gave a thumbs-up and held out his fist.

"The same to you!"

Fares bumped his fist with Luke lightly, "There are more and more things in the inner world, and the outer world will soon no longer be peaceful. My good friend, I hope to see you again."

At the moment of separation, Fares behaved like a wise man against the backdrop of the mysterious demon helmet.

However, he soon revealed his true colors and said happily: "I surpassed you!"

Then he twisted the accelerator sharply and sped away with an even more violent engine sound.

After returning to Tonabeach, Luke returned the motorcycle and lost the helmet to Fares, so he couldn't return it, but the corresponding amount would be deducted from the deposit.

After experiencing this series of events, it was already late in the evening. After a simple rest for the night, Luke set out again the next morning, heading for the next city.

Continuing north along the coastline of the Florida Peninsula, our next destination is Jacksonville.

Ever since he raced with Fares, Luke always liked to roll down the window when driving, enjoying the feeling of the car breaking through the air and creating countless waves.

Luke kept driving along the deserted coastal highway until there were more and more cars and the road became more and more busy. He knew that Jacksonville was approaching.

This city also belongs to Florida, and black residents account for a full quarter of the population. Naturally, the people are simple and honest, and there is always something going on.

Look, on the highway, Luke saw that the car in front of him was driving a little bit not straight, and it looked like the driver was driving under the influence of alcohol, or even worse, driving under the influence of drugs.

When Luke overtook the other person from the side, he found that the other person was indeed driving under the influence and was doing something very outrageous.

He sat in the passenger seat, holding a mobile phone in one hand to record a selfie, and with the other hand raised a bottle of whiskey and took a sip, then said to the camera: "Don't drink and drive, but--

You can sit in the passenger seat."

There's nothing wrong with this, right?

But there has to be someone driving in your cab!!!

The reason why the car was not driving straight was that the guy went to the passenger seat to drink and take videos, while the driver's seat was empty. He raised one foot on the passenger seat and controlled the steering wheel.

After passing this psychopath, Luke saw Spider-Man dancing on the traffic light, a muscular passerby carrying a one-meter-plus crocodile, and Old Eight crawling on all fours to snatch Ollie Gei from stray dogs.

In addition to these, the crystal ball on the co-pilot seat was constantly reminding Luke that there were dark monsters in the area.

Hey! This city is amazing!

Luke turned on the car radio, and the host was describing in vivid detail how a middle school boy who was often bullied seduced the mothers of five classmates who often bullied him, and after successfully having sex with them, he took them to court for sexual assault of minors.

Luke shook his head helplessly. This was the norm in Florida. A city like Fort Lauderdale, which was so close to Miami and still remained relatively normal, seemed out of place in Florida.

There are historical reasons why Florida is so rich in the number of masters of performing arts.

Around 1980, in order to disgust Cuba and absorb high-quality talents from Cuba, the United States introduced a special bill to issue green cards to Cuban immigrants as long as they stayed in the United States for one year.

After being disgusted for a while, Castro, the top leader of Cuba at that time, suddenly had an epiphany and attained enlightenment!

You want to immigrate, right?

for you!
So a total of 15 carefully selected social scums, including mentally ill people, criminals, hooligans, etc., were all packed up and sent to the nearest state, Florida, and mainly stayed in Miami.

When the policy is in the later stage and all the masters of Cuban work have left, what should we do?
Simple, sell nationality!
As a beacon of freedom and democracy, people from countless countries around the world dream of having a US green card. Do you think it's difficult to get a green card? Come to Cuba!
Just spend some money to buy a Cuban citizenship, then take a boat to the United States, and you will automatically get a US green card after one year!

Cuba received a large amount of funds, Run people obtained the coveted green card, and the United States obtained immigrants.

Win! Win! Win!
What a win!
Therefore, it is natural that Florida has produced many talented people since ancient times. After all, this place gathers the essence of Cuba, and it is a place of rich resources and outstanding people.

In such a cheerful and abstract atmosphere, Luke drove into Jacksonville and checked into a luxury hotel as usual.

Take a day off first, and start the next day to see if there are any strange stories or bizarre murders in the city.

By the way, study the skill you just acquired - [Grotesque Painter]. The conditions for using this ability are very strict.

We need a monster skin, which Luke already has, a legacy of Old Man Kite.

You need spiritual blood, and I have it. You can put your own blood in a small bottle and mix it with ordinary ink.

It takes a flash of inspiration. Luke can't find how to make this thing flash, but there is a substitute -

Flashed before.

Yes, those were the two paintings Luke had drawn before.

Both of these paintings are the product of Luke's sudden inspiration, the embodiment of his past inspirations, and can naturally be used.

Luke didn't think about going out to find a quiet place. After all, he had come to the city where the business was going on, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to do the business in the hotel.

Can you use your own skills to harm your own people?

Luke took out two paintings from the [Endless Stomach] and compared them.

They are both equally ugly, one can fly and looks more flexible, the other is strong and looks more powerful and can withstand more beatings.

Luke thought for a moment and decided to choose the mountain monster.

He doesn't lack a flexible harasser now, but he lacks a meat shield who can stand in front and resist damage.

After taking out the giant bear's skin, Luke took out the pen and ink and began painting!
He concentrated his mental energy, recalled the feeling when he created this painting, and carefully sketched each stroke, copying the "mountain monster" onto the giant bear's skin bit by bit.

After a full hour, the lifelike mountain monster painting occupied most of the giant bear's skin, and the dark red blood ink made it look extremely weird.

After painting is finished, there are other steps.

According to the skill experience and the memory of the nameless kite old man, Luke used his mental power to leave a magic enlightenment circle on this special leather bag inch by inch, so that the mountain monster's eyes gradually had a trace of the unique spirit of living things.

More than an hour passed, and Luke's mental strength had been mostly gone before he imprinted the entire bear skin with a mental power array.

At the moment the last magic circle was completed, the entire huge bear skin suddenly shrank and became the size of an A4 paper, and the leather seemed to have changed as well.

He needed no prompting, as he naturally understood in his mind that this [grotesque painting - mountain monster] was completed.

As the creator of this extraordinary item, Luke can infuse his mental power into the painting when holding it, turning it into a physical monster with the abilities of a mountain monster, and control it at will.

The mountain monster has simple intelligence. If Luke does not operate it personally, he can also give simple commands by issuing commands such as "attack" and "block".

The specific abilities of [Weird Painting - Mountain Monster] are:
[Power to Move Mountains]: The mountain monster is extremely powerful, and as long as it stands on the ground, it will gain extra strength.

[Solid as a Rock]: The body of the mountain monster is extremely hard and can withstand most physical damage. It is also immune to fire, lightning and other damage to a certain extent. (While being immune to damage, it will increase energy consumption and reduce the existence time)

[Throw!]: The mountain monster can throw the huge stone on its shoulder, but the stone cannot be regenerated within one summoning interval.

[Dark Light]: The spiritual power that led to the formation of the mountain monster contains trace amounts of holy light elements, which moderately compensates for the mountain monster's weakness in holy light.

Luke sensed the specific information about the [Mountain Monster] and was very satisfied.

A qualified meat shield, and also a trump card of throwing stones, awesome!

At this time, the space in the hotel was small and the mountain monster was too big and heavy, otherwise Luke would have wanted to summon it out immediately to test its power.

After putting the painting away, Luke stretched.

After more than two hours of intense work, even with his physical and mental strength, he was exhausted. The sun was still shining outside the window, so it was a good time to go out for a walk.

I just stood up and hadn't taken any action when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ok?
I just arrived in this city and I don’t know anyone. Why would someone come knocking on my door?

Could it be that I have provoked some evil creature as soon as I arrived?

This is also inevitable——

Very good!
The door-to-door delivery is pretty fast.

Luke put the [Spirit Fang] into his sleeve and walked to the door. Just as he was about to look outside through the peephole, he suddenly recalled a scene from a movie he had watched in his previous life - an unlucky college student was looking outside through the peephole, and then a sharp spike pierced in directly from outside the door, penetrated through the eye socket, and pierced his head.

He shuddered inexplicably, gave up the idea, and chose to stand behind the wall and open the door directly.

As it turned out, Luke was overthinking again. There were no monsters or ghosts outside the door, only a middle-aged man who looked very polite.

"Hello, young extraordinary person," the man stretched out his hand to Luke. "My name is Julius Johns, and I am a member of Lorenzo Security Company in Jacksonville. Welcome to this beautiful and dangerous city. May I know why you are here?"

What the hell? A security company?
Luke was confused.

Isn't it agreed that demon hunters work alone?
Why is it still organized?

Seeing Luke was a little surprised, Julius probably guessed what he was thinking and said again: "If you don't mind, can we go in and sit down? I can slowly introduce the situation in Jacksonville."

Luke originally planned to find someone to learn about the city. His previous plan was to find a local like a waiter, just like he did when he was in charge of Tona Beach, use money to pave the way, and ask him what he wanted to know.

Now that we have more professional people, it will naturally be better.

After the two sat down, Julius did not start the introduction, but instead repeated the first question from before: "Are you passing through Jacksonville, traveling, or for something special?"

Luke's purpose was naturally not shameful. He replied: "My name is Calvin. I'm from New Orleans and I'm here to travel. Of course, if I encounter any suitable monsters along the way, I don't mind practicing with them."

When you are out, you provide your own identity. The other party has no way to verify it anyway, so just say it casually.

"Travel," Julius' expression relaxed a lot. As long as they were not here to cause trouble, and at least they could give him some face on the surface, then it would be fine. "I see that you are still very young. I wonder if you know the situation here. I can give you a brief introduction."

He paused, cleared his throat, and then spoke out the prepared lines: "Jacksonville is a very special city. The other world here is too chaotic. In order to maintain the peace of mortals, more than ten years ago, the legendary demon hunter Kuro Lorenzo took the lead in establishing a company specializing in the extraordinary field."

"We work with the city government and have full responsibility for dealing with the city's paranormal issues."

(End of this chapter)