Reborn in Marvel: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 221 Heather's Death

It was already early morning when Luke and Lilith arrived at Magic Pot Town.

With Captain Jack's compass in hand, he finally found Heather's location in the nearby forest.

The situation here is very strange.

A huge deep pit next to a waterfall pool.

Part of the water in the pool flows through the deep pit, and part turns into a stream and flows down the mountain.

Under a big tree near the deep pit, there is an altar made of huge stones.

It was only one meter high, and on it lay Heather, dead with her eyes open.

There was a dagger stuck in her chest, and the blood spurting out dyed Heather's clothes red.

Luke went over to check and found that Heather had been dead for an hour.

There were abrasions and marks on her hands, feet and limbs, indicating that she was abducted and brought here by force.

Her clothes were intact and not damaged, indicating that she had not been violated before her death.

Luke took out the coin given by Mephisto and placed it on Heather's forehead.

And closed Heather's eyes.

Now that Heather has been dead for some time, Luke doesn't know whether Heather's soul can be saved.

"Lilith, go find the police and find out who Heather left with last."

"Okay, boss." Lilith replied and flew away in the helicopter.

After all, Heather is his woman, but she has a bad luck and bad luck...

Suddenly, Heather's fingers moved.

When Luke was surprised, she suddenly stood up and pounced on Luke with her bloody mouth wide open.

The mouth had been stretched to the size of a washbasin and was filled with densely packed sharp teeth.

Luke grabbed her neck and began to observe the aggressive 'Heather'.

Damn, Heather is being controlled or possessed by some dirty thing.

Luke looked at Heather, who had become a half-human, half-ghost, and reluctantly took out the "Warden".

Lift the handguard with one hand and load the gun.

Just as he pointed the gun at Heather's head, Heather suddenly retracted her bloody mouth.

Looking at Luke with pitiful eyes.

"Honey, are you going to kill me?"

Luke looked at the thing that occupied Heather's body and sneered.

"You are not her. Go to hell and repent."

Just before Luke pulled the trigger, other voices appeared.

"Wait, kid...she can still be saved."

Luke put away his gun and looked at Mephisto in surprise as he walked out of the circle of fire.

"Uncle Mo, are you serious?"

Mephisto looked at the altar where Heather died and nodded.

"This is a ritual to summon evil spirits, but those people didn't understand and thought she was a virgin, but they didn't expect..."

Luke understood what Mephisto meant.

The people who offered Heather as sacrifice thought that she was a virgin and therefore offered her as sacrifice.

But Heather...

Luke scowled.

"I harmed her..."

Mephisto came to Luke, looked at Heather whose body was occupied, and shook his head.

"No, on the contrary. That's why you saved her and gave her a chance to live."

Luke looked at Mephisto in confusion, waiting for him to explain in detail.

"If Heather is still a virgin, her soul will be devoured by this evil spirit once the ritual begins."

"But because of her relationship with you, she is no longer a virgin. Your mark is left on her soul, so this evil spirit has simply merged with and occupied her soul."

This time Luke understood. After all, it was because of him that Heather had a chance to survive.

So he asked Mephisto impatiently.

"Uncle Mo, how can I save her?"

Mephisto looked at Heather who was pretending to be dead.

"It's a bit difficult. Her soul has merged with the evil spirit. This requires Heather's own efforts and your external help."

Luke was a little anxious, so he got straight to the point.

"Uncle Mo, just tell me what you want. I promise, can you bring Heather back to me first?"

Mephisto coughed twice somewhat embarrassedly.

"Ahem... Can I watch your woman become a vessel for evil spirits like this? What's our relationship?"

Luke stared at Mephisto with dead eyes without saying a word, just looking at him quietly.

"Ahem...think about the name of your technique?"

Luke knew that although the name of his technique was a bit unorthodox, its ability was still very powerful.

Mephisto saw that Luke didn't understand, so he continued to explain it to him.

"You and your master both practice the Eastern martial arts, which belong to the sun. These evil spirits and evil things belong to the moon in your master's mouth."

"The sun and the moon alternate, do you understand?"

Although Mephisto's explanation was a bit crooked, Luke still understood it.

He is of yang attribute, and these evil creatures are of yin attribute.

"and then?"

Mephisto was stunned by Luke's question.

"What then?"

"How exactly can I help her? What do you need me to do? Use the power of purification?"

After saying that, Luke put the gun away, and his palm glowed white.

Mephisto waved his hands hastily.

"No, you are hurting her. You need to do that with her, what your master mentioned, what is the technique to practice together."

Luke understood. Damn it. This old guy was using his master's method to fool him.

"Forget it, I still don't understand. I'll ask Master."

Mephisto grabbed Luke and said seriously:

"It's too late. If you leave her like this, she will be completely devoured by the evil spirit in no time."

Luke pretended to be anxious.

"Uncle Mo, what should I do? I don't know the kind of cultivation method you are talking about."

Mephisto was silent for a moment and patted Luke.

"Forget it, I'll just bleed a little. I promised you a reward last time. Wait for me."

After saying that, Mephisto dived into the circle of fire on the ground and disappeared.

Less than 5 minutes later, he came back.

Heather is still in Luke's control.

Mephisto took out a beaker of about 200 ml, which contained pink liquid with some lavender.

Mephisto directly pried open Heather's mouth and forced the tube of unknown liquid into Heather's mouth.

Very good, I drank it all, not a drop was wasted.

Mephisto put away the beaker and smiled at Luke.

"Although I can't give you a succubus, this bottle of succubus blood will give her some succubus abilities. She will be half a succubus in the future."

Then he patted Luke's shoulder with a heartbroken expression.

"Boy, you've made a fortune. Your master isn't even half a succubus."

Luke had a blank expression on his face and stared at Mephisto with dead eyes:

"Uncle Mo, I'll take her back first. If you have anything later, just come to my house and find me."

Luke picked up Heather, who was completely unconscious, and was about to leave but was stopped by Mephisto.

"Wait, there's another point."

Luke looked at the old fox in confusion.

Mephisto said seriously:

"If you want her to fully absorb the succubus' blood, you have to let her absorb that, um, moon power in a place full of resentment."

Luke was already complaining inside.

Damn it, you half-baked idiot, isn’t this a Taoist cold and gloomy place to raise corpses?

Luke nodded to Mephisto