Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Snapped……

Du Wei looked down at the shattered lens and stepped on it.

He turned his head to look forward.

One after another mirrors reflect the appearance of himself wearing a mask.

In every mirror, he holds a sharp knife and has a stern demeanor.

Doesn't look like a nice guy.

Suddenly.

Du Wei frowned, and stabbed back with a sharp knife in his right hand.

There was a crashing mirror shattering sound.

He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a person who looked exactly like himself, holding up a sharp knife, trying to attack him.

Unfortunately.

In his chest, a sharp knife sank into most of it, and dense cracks spread out along the wound.

broken……

Mirrors fly...

"It doesn't seem like an evil spirit..."

Du Wei said something to himself, without any fluctuation in tone.

When he was pulled into the mirror, he was ready to face the mirror evil spirit head-on, but until now, the mirror evil spirit had never appeared in front of him.

The thing in front of him looked more like a reflection.

Think about it.

Du Wei slowly retracted the sharp knife and continued to walk forward.

But the reflections in the mirrors did not move at all.

They stared at Du Wei, holding a sharp knife and saying nothing.

Although it is in the mirror, it gives people a feeling that they may come out of it at any time.

Du Wei acted as if he had never heard of it, but his pace was faster.

From entering this building and seeing the mirrors that can reflect himself, Du Wei has a bold inference in his mind.

In the world in the mirror, there is no reflection of oneself.

This has been proven from the very beginning.

But the mirror in this ghost place reflected his own face, which was no different from the outside of the mirror.

Very uncoordinated.

This also means that he has come to the territory of the mirror evil spirit.

The main thing is...

Du Wei felt that he had discovered the secret of the reflection.

Same meaning as the word reflection.

"Hannibal should have already discovered this problem, so I have to find him quickly and get this over with."

After Du Wei finished speaking, he tossed the coin again, and chose a position at random to move forward.

As long as he is lucky enough, he can find Hannibal even if he closes his eyes.

The power of idealism, in a sense, is equivalent to cheating.

...

the other side.

It was about ten meters in front of Du Wei.

Hannibal's face became very exciting.

He looked at himself in those mirrors, reached out and took off the peaked cap he had been wearing all the time.

But he in the mirror did not follow suit.

"How funny...my imitation? Huh...I feel like I'm offended."

Hannibal licked his lips, walked to a mirror in a gentlemanly manner, and tilted his head to look at it.

Around him, there are more than ten mirrors.

Whether it is the front or the back of the mirror, there is his reflection, but the back is incomplete, or completely blank because of the angle.

But the him in those mirrors all turned their heads and stared at him with a smile on their lips.

The smile is numb and stiff.

Snapped……

Hannibal kicked the mirror in front of him.

The mirror immediately tilted backwards,

It hit the ground heavily and fell apart.

Seeing this, Hannibal blinked, and turned his head to look around. At some point, all those reflections came out of the mirror.

"What's the use? I am the reference. You are just my reflection. I don't use weapons, and the evil spirits can't manifest."

The teachings of the Twilight Bell Church are more extreme than the church. They have many hunters, and they have been hunting evil spirits in a targeted manner.

Some hunters have come into contact with this mirror evil spirit before.

Therefore, Hannibal naturally knew the problem with the mirror ghost.

even.

Before he was pulled into the mirror, he also left a scapegoat outside.

Hannibal laughed lowly, with a hint of madness: "You can't kill me."

However……

next second.

bang.

A bullet hit him in the head.

Hannibal wiped away the blood flowing down his eye sockets expressionlessly, and turned his head to look.

In the rear, one after another, "Du Wei" held a pistol and pulled the trigger.

in a blink.

Hannibal's body was beaten into a hornet's nest.

He didn't even have time to react, or even escape, before he fell into a pool of blood.

The scene was bloody to the extreme.

But he still didn't die, instead a puzzled thought appeared in his mind.

With Du Wei's wisdom, it is impossible not to discover the problem of the reflection, why did he dare to take out the gun.

Don't you worry about being killed by the reflection?

He had nothing to die for.

At this time... the sound of footsteps sounded.

Du Wei walked over from behind the reflection wearing a mask. The reflections along the way seemed to be unable to see him at all, staring at Hannibal and firing in an orderly manner.

He looked at Hannibal, who was lying in a pool of blood, trying to stand up.

Du Wei's eyes were already blood red.

The shadow covering his body is also more intense.

Shadow Possession...

He is indeed not worried about being killed by the reflection.

Because it is not him who controls the body now, but the black shadow of the evil spirit...

How could it be possible to deal with it without the reflection of the target.

Plus a little bit of luck.

Du Wei felt that he was cheating now.

But it's embarrassing.

As long as he takes back control of his body, those reflections will shoot at him without hesitation, and he will definitely die by then.

and.

In this state, Du Wei couldn't control Sombra to do things.

Therefore, when the remaining bullets were fired, those reflections stopped moving.

Hannibal had just recovered his breath and was about to run, but he was completely confused by the scene in front of him.

This "Du Wei" suddenly hesitated, and stretched out his hand towards the reflection beside him.

Wow...

A reflection had its head removed, and when its body was about to experience a death like wringing a towel, it suddenly shattered and the fragments scattered.

The black shadow looked at those reflections, and his bloodshot eyes flickered with a strange color.

It's like being excited.

Every reflection looks exactly like Du Wei.

And what Sombra wanted to kill most was Du Wei.

Immediately afterwards, in Hannibal's eyes, something strange happened.

"Du Wei" didn't make a move to him, but moved his hands to those reflections, one after another abruptly took off the heads of those reflections and shattered them.

It's getting more and more exciting...

Although Sombra couldn't tell the difference between these reflections and Du Wei with his wisdom, it didn't care at all.

There are Du Wei on the left and right, just kill it...

Du Wei, on the other hand, watched this absurd and horrifying scene from the perspective of a third person, his calmness made him appalling.

He counted the time in his mind.

When Sombra kills some more reflections of himself, it's time for him to regain control of his body.

By then, Hannibal must die.