Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Island in the lake.

It was still evening, and the setting sun was about to disappear.

It's getting a little dark.

But the entire island in the lake has lost its light.

It became pitch black here, out of tune with the outside world.

At the bottom of the island in the lake.

The evil spirit Du Wei silently stared at the coffin below.

Those chains were intertwined at this moment, as if being tightened by a huge force, they made a creaking sound.

Some chains have cracked.

Moreover, the junction of the chains has also been forcefully pulled apart and is about to be broken.

A terrifying aura that cannot be described in words has penetrated from the coffin covered by layers of chains.

The five demon gods who were imprisoned inside were about to take shape.

Just like the seeds planted, now it's time to bear fruit.

"Not so far."

"The existence hidden in the dark hasn't shown its feet yet, I need to wait a little longer."

The evil spirit Du Wei whispered.

It knows what Sombra and Envelope do, but doesn't care.

It allows these things to happen.

Because no matter what the envelope and the black shadow do, they are only carrying out its will.

At the level of the evil spirit Du Wei.

The contest is no longer observable by ordinary people, it is a more obscure confrontation.

It may seem calm.

In fact, it has already been undercurrent.

"As long as I see you, this game can be declared over."

The tone of Du Wei, the evil spirit, was very firm.

From the very beginning, the strength of the evil spirit Du Wei is the kind of unreasonable strength. It seems that there is no limit to it. Every time it appears, its strength will skyrocket like a hang.

But this is not a good thing.

The evil spirit Du Wei has seen the future, and it has seen the end.

It is strong because it will be strong in the future.

And its future is the past of another concept.

This is an unsolvable endless loop.

It's also what the evil spirit Du Wei doesn't like. It wants to see changes and break this cycle.

For life in this cycle.

Perhaps it is also a kind of kindness.

But at this time.

A chain is broken.

Then, creak...

The chains broke one by one.

The chains that wrapped the coffin were about two meters thick.

These chains are blessed with the same power as the evil spirit Du Wei, but they have reached their limit now.

"Quiet."

The evil spirit Du Wei's eyes were cold, and he scolded displeasedly.

The coffin below kept shaking.

In the darkness, even weird phantoms appeared.

One vertical eye opened, and it was full of strange malice.

Like an abyss, full of desire for the evil spirit Du Wei.

Whispering sounded.

It seemed that there were countless people with hoarse voices, praying silently.

Those voices were magical, trying to influence the evil spirit Du Wei.

Click...

The sound of the pointer turning is heard.

On the right hand of the evil spirit Du Wei, the pattern representing the mask disappeared at some point, replaced by the pattern of the pointer.

and.

On the ring finger of its right hand, the imprint that looked like a ring was also emitting a chill.

tingling...

Follow previous performance.

When the pattern of the pointer appeared and the pattern of the mask disappeared, it appeared in the form of Du Wei, but now it was still the evil spirit Du Wei.

very abnormal...

Since entering this ghost place.

Du Wei never showed up.

It has always been Du Wei, the evil spirit, and it seems to be planning something with him.

"interesting."

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at his right hand, and it suddenly showed an inexplicable smile.

He casually took out the mask with his left hand and put it on his face.

"This world is not the real past."

"I wasn't sure at first, but now I suddenly figured it out."

"Are you making the shot?"

"False world,

Even if the past is repeated, it is impossible to bind the five demon gods here, unless there is an external force. "

"But the one in the coffin is the demon god I've been familiar with so far."

"From the beginning to now, I have been in contact with them for too long."

"But I feel that they are indeed inside this coffin."

"Lammer, Valaka...and other damn things."

"There are real demon gods in the false world."

"How ridiculous that sounds."

The evil spirit Du Wei turned his head to look at those phantoms, and his eyes flicked one by one.

"Only I am the most real."

"It's just that I have the power of Lamer and Valaka on my body."

"I appeared here, and they also came here."

"Then who brought the remaining three demon gods?"

"Is there anyone else here besides me?"

...

This is a game.

The evil spirit Du Wei and an unknown being are playing a game that only they can understand.

Its purpose is not yet clear.

But the opponent has already opened his fangs.

This seems to be a trap set for Du Wei, the evil spirit.

In the false past, the real demonic power appeared.

Therefore, the gate of hell that the evil spirit Du Wei entered is not real.

The Maskmaker, the door in the other eye of its statue, is the real gate to hell.

Everything was shrouded in layers of fog.

The evil spirit Du Wei knew that the truth would never come to the surface until the last moment of harvesting the fruit.

But it has already laid its hands.

Like the disappearing mask pattern on its hand.

It will not be stingy in its pursuit of power, nor will it become a slave to power.

From birth to now.

As it becomes stronger and stronger, the way of looking at things is gradually different, but what remains unchanged is the control of wisdom.

Everything is under control.

...

Outside the island in the lake, a storm has already set off.

The surface of the lake was swept up by the wind, rushed to the sky, and slapped the ground of the island in the lake.

Sticky and moist.

The wind was howling.

Minette stepped on the island holding the long sword.

Below the surface of the lake behind him, there were pale human faces, their eyes widened from the bottom of the water, and they locked on Minette firmly.

These weird things don't look like evil spirits.

On the contrary, it seems that some kind of existence is about to recover, which triggers an illusion.

But when the lines between reality and illusion are blurred, even illusions can kill.

"Envelope, tell Du Wei what you are doing?"

Minette gritted his teeth and let go of the envelope he was holding in his hand, not worried that the evil spirit would escape.

The envelope was about to crumble.

【Mistress, I don't know about the envelope, the master is always mysterious. If I could know what it wants to do with the envelope, I wouldn't be able to sign the deed of sale...】

[Don't force the envelope, the envelope really doesn't know...]

Lines of text are emerging.

The envelope was very hopeless.

But in fact, what it thinks is: [Just wait, Minette, you are bullying my envelope now, and when my master pulls out his hand, I will kill you immediately. 】

【My master is a big villain, do you think you can influence my master? 】

【What a sweet dream...】

As an out-and-out licking dog, Envelope has always believed in only one thing, that is, its owner, Du Wei, and the evil spirit, Du Wei, cannot be licked at all.

It's okay to be inhuman...

At this time.

Minette's shadow suddenly moved.

A pair of bloodshot eyes opened from the shadows.

But Minette didn't respond.

The envelope noticed this scene, and it was ecstatic in its heart: [Brother Heiying, I thought you ran away, so you went to upgrade...]