Chapter 43: The Third Summoning!
"Crack—!"
With a crisp sound, Rango mercilessly crushed the clown's last remaining head with a single stomp.
After his violent dismantling, the previously crazed clown was reduced to dozens of pieces of plastic and fabric scattered on the ground.
Feeling the system progress bar increase, Rango breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't keep the head as a souvenir like he did with the skeleton; he had a natural aversion to clowns.
Just seeing them made him feel uneasy.
He dusted himself off, crouching down to set the thing on fire, but just then, his hand at his waist suddenly lashed backward!
"Ah!"
A cry of surprise rang out as a white figure was mercilessly sent flying, arcing through the air before crashing to the ground.
Rango flexed his wrists, gazing at the alluring yet somewhat terrifying female ghost before him, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon."
He leaned closer, scrutinizing the woman. Her appearance was unremarkable—a typical hanged ghost with a lolling tongue, her protruding tongue almost touching her chest.
However, her figure was undeniably alluring, tall and well-proportioned, with a classic model's physique.
Coupled with her semi-transparent white dress, it was no wonder she met such a fate in the original Scary Movie 2 film.
The female ghost seemed to sense Rango's gaze. A thought flashed through her mind, and she conjured up her stunningly beautiful face from before her death, her cold, red lips captivating.
She slowly rose, knelt, and crawled towards Rango in an almost provocative manner, every movement exuding endless temptation.
Upon seeing this, Rango's fist, which was about to be used for immediate annihilation, froze in mid-air.
This female ghost…she could see his weakness at a glance?!
"Master~"
The female ghost swayed her hips gently at his feet, her wet tongue slowly moving up the toes of his shoes, each step teasing Rango's nerves.
"Hiss,"
Rango couldn't help but gasp inwardly, secretly pleased. No wonder she was a mistress to a wealthy man; she knew how to entice a man so well.
He nodded with admiration, then suddenly swung his fist, adorned with a Holy Cross brass knuckles, and slammed it down heavily on her head!
The female ghost's screams rang out instantly, her eyes pleading as she looked at Rango.
But Rango remained unmoved. An hour ago, he and that Catholic girl had used up an entire bottle of Vaseline; he had nothing left to give.
She could only blame herself for being too late!
A few punches later, the mistress ghost, who had been screaming in pain, was reduced to a glowing mass and absorbed entirely by the system in his right palm.
While Rango was performing the ritual in the basement, a different scene was quietly unfolding in the guest room upstairs.
Kane, who had been hesitant to enter the guest room floor because he recognized Rango as an exorcist, took advantage of Rango's absence and arrived silently like a shadow.
There were four women there, a rare feast for his lecherous nature.
He opened the first bedroom door, the one Rango and Tori had slept in.
In his ghostly state, Kane excitedly prepared himself at the sight of the woman sprawled on the bed, her body curvaceous. But when he got closer, his expression instantly turned ugly.
The distinct handprints and swelling on the woman's backside were shocking!
No wonder she slept face down.
He shook his head; if not down there, then up there. But upon closer inspection, his expression became even more distorted.
There were even a few curly hairs clinging to the woman's swollen lips!
"Jesus!"
Kane floated away immediately. That exorcist was too rough!
Shaking his head, unwilling to give up, he entered the next bedroom.
This was Brenda and her boyfriend Ray's room.
The old man went in and saw two figures together in an arrangement he hadn't expected. To his even greater surprise, the positions were reversed from what he'd anticipated.
Unable to bear the sight, Kane retreated even faster than before.
In the hallway, Kane rubbed his eyes hard, trying to erase the horrible images from his mind.
Then, he deliberately avoided Cindy's room, which bore a resemblance to Caroline, and went directly to the room of the woman with a ponytail and plain features.
He observed her for a moment; although she wasn't his usual type, at least she was available and belonged to the demographic he preferred.
The next second, the woman, who had been sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly felt something stuffed into her mouth.
Just as she was wondering what was happening, she was lifted into the air and pressed against the cold wall.
Her pajamas burst open under the influence of an invisible force, revealing a transparent figure, which she couldn't see but could clearly feel, pressed against her body.
"Oh~ if I had known this, I should have taken a shower first."
"Shut up, don't talk, turn your head away!"
"OK!"
Bang!
Just as the encounter was about to begin, the bedroom door was kicked open, and Rango appeared in the doorway.
However, upon witnessing the scene before him, the previously aggressive man was shocked and took two steps back.
"Sorry, you guys go ahead, I'll come back later." He waved his hand and prepared to leave.
But the woman's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she even extended an invitation: "Hey! Don't rush off, there's room for you too!"
As she spoke, the woman pointed to her mouth.
In stark contrast to her reaction, Kane, upon recognizing that it was Rango who had ruined his plans, was instantly filled with rage, and rushed towards Rango without hesitation.
Kane, invisible and intangible to others, was no different from a normal person in Rango's eyes. Seeing that this guy dared to charge at him directly, he immediately took a few more steps back.
Kane was delighted at this, thinking that this guy was going to run away, and immediately sped up.
But the next second he was stunned. Rango took a dozen steps back, then accelerated and charged towards him!
Just before they collided, he delivered a powerful and precise hook punch to Kane's spectral face, sending him crashing back into the room, accompanied by a cloud of black smoke.
"Fuck!"
Kane cursed, feeling the excruciating pain in his body. He forced himself to endure the discomfort and suddenly raised his hand towards Rango!
The next second, Rango, who was about to press his advantage, suddenly felt a huge resistance blocking his way. Before he could force his way through, his entire body was lifted into the air!
Thump—!
Kane then swung his hand, and an invisible force instantly hurled Rango into the air, slamming him heavily against the wall.
"Tsk tsk tsk, is this telekinesis?"
Rango quickly got up, a cold smile on his lips.
Having absorbed Megan's [Iron Bones] trait, this kind of physical damage, while painful, was far from incapacitating him.
Seeing this, Kane attempted to use his telekinesis again, but Rango was prepared. He quickly pulled out his modified spectral disruptor and fired first!
Bolts of energy shot from the muzzle, striking Kane and causing him to scream in pain.
Enraged, Kane used his telekinesis to snatch Rango's weapon, then clenched his fist, causing it to explode in mid-air, scattering into fragments!
Witnessing this, Rango raised an eyebrow, then grabbed nearby vases and ornaments, throwing them at Kane one by one.
However, these attacks, under Kane's telekinetic control, were as fragile as bubbles, exploding in mid-air before even reaching him, turning into fragments.
"I thought you were so powerful, but that's all you've got,"
Kane sneered, slowly raising his hands, preparing to throw Rango out the window to end this farce.
Seeing this, Rango quickly pulled out a seemingly ordinary bottle from his pocket and hurled it.
Kane, unconcerned, casually swung his hand, preparing to shatter the bottle in mid-air as before. However, as the bottle broke, the liquid inside instantly splashed everywhere, directly drenching him.
"Ah—!"
The previously smug Kane immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The liquid was like acid; wherever it touched, black smoke billowed, and its corrosive power caused his spirit body unbearable pain, as if every inch of it was being burned by flames.
"Fool."
Rango slowly stepped forward, his gaze cold, looking down at the old man. "Diluted century-old holy water, how does it feel? Not good, is it?"
Kane was now almost unconscious from the pain. His lips trembled, his eyes filled with fear and despair. Looking at Rango's fist about to fall, he used his last strength to beg for mercy: "Let me go! I have a treasure, a gem that can emit blue light at night. I'm willing to give it to you."
"Damn it! You still want to poison me?!"
Rango was even more enraged upon hearing this, swinging his brass knuckles and smashing them down on the bastard.
Each strike landed like a heavy hammer on Kane, until he, like his lover, turned into specks of light, completely devoured by the system.
Soon after, looking at the full progress bar on his wrist, Rango smiled with satisfaction.
Finally, he could summon for the third time.
(End of Chapter)
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