A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

after awhile.

Lorna grabbed her backpack and rushed downstairs again, heading towards the front door.

Lu Ke shook his head speechlessly.

"Hey!"

"I know. Goodbye Lu Ke, goodbye sister-in-law, see you tonight!"

Lorna opened the door and spoke hurriedly, then closed the door and ran to meet her best friend who was already waiting for her at the intersection.

Rachel smiled and looked at Luke: "Lorna has been so bored these past few days of not being able to go out."

Luke smiled and took a sip of the freshly brewed black coffee from Rachel: "It's all right now. The biggest threat has been dealt with."

The rest is quite simple.

When the time comes, Whitehorn's coordinates will be released. We'll go straight there, take Whitehorn's life, and then slowly torture him in the underworld.

Let that old dog know.

He, Luke, never tells a lie.

If telling him that death is actually easy and that the afterlife is the most terrifying thing is true, then Whitehead must know that.

Just right.

Send Whitehorse to Hel's underworld to work as a beast of burden, carrying stones day and night to Hel's and Hela's palaces.

Luke wanted Whitehouse to carry stones for life.

We'll wait until he calms down before we make Whitehouse disappear completely.

Luke's eyes flickered.

Rachel took a sip of her hot milk.

She doesn't start work until the afternoon, so she got up so early this morning mainly to cook breakfast for her two children. She plans to take a nap later.

Rachel thought for a moment and said softly to Luke, "However, we still need to be careful."

Luke looked up at Rachel.

"careful?"

"The closer it gets to the end, the more you need to stay calm and not give the enemy any chance to retaliate. Once you make a move, it's best to kill them directly and not drag it out."

Rachel and Stryker had almost the same idea.

Whitehorn was, after all, an old Hydra agent and a remnant of the Third Reich. He certainly wouldn't have survived this long without some serious skills, let alone lived out his second life.

and so……

"Be careful what other tricks he might have up his sleeve."

"True card?"

Luke's lips curled up as he looked at Rachel and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know exactly what cards this old dog has left."

Rachel raised an eyebrow: "You know? Are you sure? Is it reliable?"

Lu Ke hummed in agreement.

"what?"

"demon."

"..."

Rachel paused slightly, her grip on the milk glass fading as if she hadn't quite heard Luke, and looked at him intently: "You just said, demon? The kind of demon from hell?"

Lu Ke nodded and said with a smile, "It's obvious that this old dog is unwilling to accept that he's become like a demon, and he even actually made a deal with a demon from hell!"

Rachel: "..."

Chapter 286 The Last One Teaches the Second to Last (Fifth Update, Merry Christmas Eve!)

Luke already knew about the relationship between that old dog Daniel Whitehorn, the Witchheart, and the Red Devil from the memories Hela gave him about the Red Devil.

Simply put.

The Red Devils are like a middleman.

The fact that Witchheart and Daniel Whitehead met was facilitated by Red Devil, who helped connect them at Tower Bridge.

If Daniel Whitehead wants true immortality, what could be better than befriending a second-generation hellish being?

The Witchheart, wanting to rebel against his father, needs souls, and Whitehorn, one of the Hydra villains' leaders, says he can have as many as the Witchheart wants.

Thus, two men, one who had once rebelled and the other who wanted to rebel, met like two lonely souls and sparked a wonderful synergy.

In order to carry out his rebellion, the second-generation demon of Hell, Wu Xinmo, instructed his subordinate, the fat demon, who was also the black chimpanzee mistress of the Red Devil, to give the Red Devil the black gem he had mined from Hell.

Black gems are indeed strategic resources in the world of the dead, and ordinary demons have no way to steal them, but this does not include the Witchheart Demon.

Who told the Demon Lord's father to be named Mephisto?

After obtaining the Black Gem, the Red Devil will hand it over to Whitehorse.

Whitehorn would use the Black Gem's properties of being composed of "souls and the underworld" to kill Inhumans and mutants, temporarily storing their souls in the Black Gem, and then retrieving them when the Witchheart needed them.

According to the memories of the Red Devil given by Hela.

Whitehorn's collaboration with the Witchheart Demon began about two years ago. During these two years, the Witchheart Demon would send up a box of about one hundred fist-sized black gems about once a month.

Based on the principle that one black gemstone represents one soul,

At 100 souls per month, over two years, or 24 months, Whitehorn has harvested approximately 2,400 high-quality souls for the Witchheart Demon.

As for Wu Xinmo's plans...

Having foreseen the future and learned the course of events, Lu Ke almost instantly realized what the Demonic Heart of Witch's plan was.

This guy plans to secretly hoard souls, and when the time is right, after opening his own hell, he will throw the souls stored in these black gems into his hell, then create a group of demons of his own, and then raise the banner of rebellion.

pity!

These two thousand four hundred black gems are mine!

Although this amount of black gemstones is still insufficient to create an entire Hades garment, it is enough to create the upper body.

Not to mention, these black gems also come with an equal number of high-level souls.

Throwing him into the underworld to win a smile from his beloved Hela might not bring a smile to his face.

But Hela's best friend, Fenrir the wolf, would certainly be happy.

After all, one of these souls was modified by the advanced civilization of the Kree, and the other was modified by the Celestials, Marvel's top organization.

From this perspective, the souls of Inhumans and mutants are indeed superior to those of ordinary people on Earth.

If given to Fenrir, Fenrir stated that one Inhuman is equal to 2.5 ordinary souls, while one mutant is equal to ten ordinary souls.

Luke smiled, thinking about the black gem while briefly telling Rachel about the demon they discovered during the capture of Red Devil yesterday. Then, he raised an eyebrow, took out his phone, and dialed William Stryker's number.

The call was answered very quickly!

"land."

Good morning, William. I have something to ask you.

Lu Ke cut to the chase, getting straight to the point: "When your living research products need to be destroyed, do you destroy them yourself, or what?"

William on the other end of the phone was taken aback at first. Although he didn't quite understand why Luke would ask such a question, he still said, "When I was working with Alexander before, I destroyed everything myself. But after working with Whitehorse, Whitehorse told me to notify him when I needed to destroy something, and he would send someone to receive it and help me choose a good place to destroy it. What's wrong?"

That matches up.

Lu Ke thought to himself, "It's alright, I was just asking."

This involves 2,400 high-quality souls, and as Rachel just said, we need to be more careful as we get closer to the end.

While memories cannot be faked, it's always better to be safe than sorry.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Stryker and asking if he had returned home, Luke was about to hang up.

Just as he said he would talk.

Stryker quickly spoke up.

"Wait a minute, Lu."

"Any thing else?"

“I was just about to call you. I got back to the lab an hour ago, and my assistant told me that around 3 a.m. last night, the researchers at Whitehouse were still here, but all the agents had left.”

Stryker speculated, "I suspect Whitehead is consolidating his power."

Lu Ke chuckled: "It's alright. He'd better gather all his people together, so I don't have to carry out a major purge when I take power."

He was more than happy to have Whitehouse gather all his trusted Hydra agents into a cohesive unit.

It would be best if he could take them all down in one fell swoop, so that there wouldn't be any remaining supporters of Whitehouse mixed in after he takes office.

Before they came to power, everyone served their own master and could kill each other however they wanted.

However, if they come to power and then launch a massive purge, it could very likely cause unnecessary panic.

Done.

After ending the conversation with Stryker and hanging up the phone, Luke looked up at Rachel, who was sitting opposite him staring intently at him, and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Rachel smiled slightly, stood up, and kissed Luke's forehead: "Hold on, darling, I'm going upstairs to sleep for another night. Will you come and keep me company?"

Luke hesitated, looking at Rachel who had invited him: "I'd like to, but I have to go to my office?"

Rachel shrugged: "Okay then, just remember to make up for yesterday's loss tonight."

Lu Ke laughed heartily.

After saying that, Rachel went upstairs to take another nap.

After a while...

After finishing his breakfast and clearing away the dishes on the table, Luke drove to the Federal Building.

For the next few days, Lu Ke basically lived a life going back and forth between the office and home.