Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Hannibal is having a hard time right now.

He really didn't want to kill Du Wei, but in the end he was chased and shot by Du Wei.

However, the bullet that was supposed to be useless to him could inexplicably hurt him, which was totally unreasonable.

Except for the few evil spirit flintlock guns of the church, there is no so-called firearm in this world that can be effective against evil spirits.

He knew that it must have something to do with that coin.

But……

Hannibal suddenly felt that his own kind seemed to have a big problem.

Compared with him, he looks like a normal person at all.

There are hunters who carry so many evil spirits with them.

Once you take it off, you don't know how to die.

while running.

Looking back at the man chasing behind him.

Boom...

Another bullet responded to him.

Blood splattered, and he was shot again in the left shoulder.

But this time, Hannibal saw a skull-headed evil spirit appearing behind Du Wei. Looking at its dark eye sockets, his soul couldn't help but tremble.

Another evil spirit...

No matter how well-bred Hannibal is, he couldn't help cursing: "fuck, why didn't the church lock you up? Are they crazy? I don't know that once you die, those evil spirits will definitely lose control. There's going to be big trouble."

Du Wei was extremely silent, staring at Hannibal with bloodshot eyes.

He knew that Hannibal wanted to turn himself into his own kind, so he wouldn't shoot himself, but he didn't have that concern.

Kill him and turn him into an evil spirit. When dealing with Du Wei, the evil spirit, the success rate will be much higher.

At this time.

A landmark building appeared ahead.

It was a medium-to-large house with only two floors, and it was painted with red wall paint. It looked out of place with the world in the mirror, because it was very brand new.

Hannibal narrowed his eyes, and a weird smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

He knew of the existence of the Mirror Evil Spirit.

then.

Hannibal ran towards the building in desperation, pretending to be exhausted and staggering.

in the rear.

The eyes on Du Wei's mask gradually became more and more terrifying, blood-red, exuding strong malice.

These eyes are dark shadows.

If it wasn't that he didn't want to have direct contact with Hannibal to avoid unexpected situations, he would have handed over his body to Sombra now, and Sombra would do it.

Happily.

While resisting the malice in his mind, Du Wei had to control his own control, making Pennywise in the sky stronger and stronger.

"Let's see who dies first."

Saying so, he followed Hannibal and rushed into the very different building.

Hannibal has the confidence to be immortal.

Du Wei has as perfect a plan as possible.

One ebbs and another.

It's not that he wants to risk his life, but he has no choice but to reach this point, and he has no way to turn back.

...

Crash

The door slammed shut.

After Du Wei walked into the building, the scene in front of him made him squint his eyes.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, there is a double-sided mirror placed vertically.

The top of the head and the bottom of the feet are also exactly the same mirror.

The building appears to be made entirely of mirrors.

Every mirror reflected Du Wei's appearance at this time.

Turning around again, the door that came in suddenly disappeared without knowing when, and it was replaced by a mirror.

"Is this the territory of the mirror evil spirit?"

Du Wei's voice was deep and low. Although he was asking, his words were full of certainty.

Sudden.

Hannibal's voice sounded: "You guessed right, but this should be what you want, I'm not absolutely sure that you set the game location in this kind of place just to kill me."

Du Wei frowned and looked around, but he didn't see any trace of Hannibal except the mirror reflecting his own appearance.

There was no trace of blood on the ground.

It's like he disappeared.

"Don't look for it, I'm hiding behind a certain mirror, if you can find me, I don't mind giving you the chance to kill me."

"But I think, before that, you will be unmasked by me and become my kind."

After finishing speaking, there was a burst of deep laughter, revealing the bloodthirsty depression.

"By the way, just to remind you, the mirror evil spirit is also here."

Hearing this, Du Wei twisted his neck and tossed the coin again with his left hand.

Still positive...

Behind him, the skull-headed evil spirit solidified a bit, but the shadow cast on Du Wei's body quietly became thinner...

Using coins, even heads that represent luck, comes with a price.

There is no such thing as getting something for nothing, only trading and being traded.

Of course, Du Wei is instinctively wary of this kind of thing, even if he uses coins, it is still covered with a shadow shell.

Sombra was of course the one who was traded.

Du Wei didn't pay attention to the black shadow, nor did he pay attention to the skull-headed evil spirit.

After staring at the coin for a second, he tossed it again.

Luck can be superimposed.

Double the luck.

Immediately afterwards.

Du Wei didn't hesitate anymore, took a pistol, aimed at a mirror at will, and shot.

He still has four rounds left, which will have to be reloaded when he runs out.

Therefore, this shot is just a test.

Behind a certain mirror, Hannibal was leaning against the mirror, the wound on his body was healing rapidly, and he was about to continue talking to induce Du Wei.

But with a bang, many mirrors on his left were pierced and shattered by bullets.

Side by side.

Hannibal couldn't help squinting his eyes. He deliberately chose a clever position in order to avoid Du Wei's shooting.

However, what he didn't expect was that.

Suddenly, a fragment of the mirror, for some unknown reason, was knocked away by another fragment while flying in the air, and rushed towards his position.

What a coincidence.

The shard hit the mirror he was leaning against, and inexplicably, the mirror shattered on the spot.

exposed...

Hannibal immediately fled.

At the entrance.

Du Wei turned his head abruptly and looked at where Hannibal was. Even though it was covered by a mirror, he determined the approximate range.

"I found you..."

As soon as the words fell, Du Wei rushed over without hesitation.

At the same time, he put away his pistol, opened his windbreaker and drew out a sharp knife.

He looked more like some kind of psycho killer than Hannibal.

In situ.

Du Wei's back was reflected in those mirrors, and suddenly...

Du Wei in the mirror turned his head, touched the mask on his face, and waved a sharp knife.

And on the other side.

Where Hannibal was originally, after he left, the reflections in the mirrors suddenly blinked and revealed a weird and sinister smile.

This game is not just the two of them playing.

Now, third parties are starting to join in.

At this moment, the game is officially started.

...

at this time.

The world in the mirror.

The red balloon floating in the sky began to gradually descend.

When it was about to land, a hand covered in oil paint grabbed the string that tied the balloon.

The clown-like monster—that is, Pennywise let out a terrifying laugh.

It looked at the building in front of it, and walked over step by step.

In the rear, an extremely huge team was pulled up. Thousands of dolls had dull expressions, and Mary Shaw and other evil spirit impostors followed closely behind.