Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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【I'm the envelope, I'm very confused right now. 】

【Why did he still let me do such insane things even though I had already signed the deed of selling myself and became the number two lackey of that devil under Du Wei? 】

[Gambling with evil spirits, and also counting all the evil spirits behind the door, is this something my envelope can do? 】

【I'm just a mere evil spirit, and I'm still the most useless kind...】

[Why don't you let Sombra come, obviously Sombra is more experienced! 】

[Yes, why not let the shadow come? 】

[Could it be that my great devil master really wants to verify the loyalty of my envelope? 】

When Du Wei drew out the clown card representing the gambling game, the envelope used an extremely embarrassing way to present all the thoughts in his heart in words.

Yes……

It's very embarrassing...

Du Wei glanced at it blankly, and he had already suppressed the three croupier evil spirits around him. What he cared about was not these three, but all the evil spirits behind the door.

then.

Du Wei urged in a cold voice: "What are you hesitating about? As my most loyal subordinate, do you want me to do it myself?"

All power has a price.

Gain and loss are basically not proportional.

No matter how strong Du Wei is, he still abides by this rule.

Therefore, loyal subordinates are needed to carry the thunder for themselves.

The envelope didn't know until now what its future would be like when it signed the deed of sale.

It's just that it knows that its owner is definitely a villain.

As the villain's running dog, it has already awakened.

next second.

The envelope was licked...

[Great master, don't worry, the envelope is your loyal lackey. As long as you want, the envelope can die for you at any time, isn't it just a bet with the evil spirit? 】

[Hand over the envelope, the envelope will definitely prove to you that the envelope is more loyal than Sombra. 】

[Sooner or later, Envelope will become your number one lackey. 】

Text pops up here.

The Joker card, representing the game, radiates an evil chill.

【This is an absolute gamble. As the lackey of the master, the envelope will make a gamble with all the evil spirits behind the door. The winner gets everything, and the loser gets nothing. The envelope bets that you can't kill me. 】

It is the first time to use a gambling card, and it is not like Sombra, with Du Wei's blessing, it seems extremely proficient.

After all, Du Wei has always been wearing the shadow of a shadow, making all kinds of wishes and gambling.

If it was Du Wei, he would definitely play the text trap.

Whatever the rules of the game, you can't believe a word that comes out of his mouth.

In contrast to the envelope.

It seems very honest.

Even take it as a rule.

Du Wei couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and he thought to himself: "Although the envelope is a little waste, but it can be resurrected infinitely, it should be no problem to deal with ordinary evil spirits and evil spirits."

"Since this is the case, from now on, whenever it involves the clown card and dice, which have great side effects, let it be used."

However, Du Wei noticed that the gamble started by the envelope was not as smooth as when he started it himself.

The gap between the two sides of the target bet is really too big.

The whole Joker deck is shaking.

But the three evil dealers around looked at the envelope in unison, and the turbulent malice began to transfer directly from Du Wei.

"not enough……"

Du Wei knocked on the table and put his hand directly on the clown card.

For this gamble, I need a little help from myself.

A more depressing aura emanated from him.

And the change in temperament gradually became more obvious.

In front of the dim gaming table, evil spirits are raging, but he is promoting the development of everything, revealing a different kind of elegance in his indifference.

The bet is on...

for a moment.

Evil spirits appeared all around.

They don't seem to realize what's going on,

So it seemed a little dazed for a while.

Some are in human form.

Some have nothing to do with people at all, showing a foggy state, and even have separate eyes, a bear doll and so on.

And most notably.

It was one of them who had a very strange breath and was nailed all over his body.

It appeared to be a male evil spirit, but it was obviously badly injured, with only half of its body and the other half missing.

But even so, it is enough to occupy a place among many evil spirits.

It is an evil spirit...

Du Wei looked over one by one, allowing these evil spirits to do something to the envelope.

While watching, he patted a nearby evil spirit with his right hand.

Flagged successfully.

La Zhuangding's goal seems to come a little too easily.

But soon he discovered a problem.

The ghost that Alvin Doquay became after his death did not appear.

...

the other side.

The real world outside the door.

A corpse with shriveled skin has crossed Europe.

Wherever it goes, as long as a living person sees it, they will hear a strange sound of the door opening, and then disappear.

Some exorcists also died at its hands.

But it still didn't stop.

Its breath became more and more terrifying, and it even seemed like Du Wei had first come into contact with the evil spirit Mary Xiao.

Transforming into a demon.

on a straight road.

On both sides of the separation are endless fields, and the autumn harvest has been sown.

Following the appearance of Alvin Dawque's body, a gloomy chill immediately swept over the surrounding area.

But it stopped suddenly, standing there quietly waiting for something.

distance.

Two figures are passing quickly in the darkness.

next second.

There was a muffled groan in the darkness, and Moser fell straight down, falling heavily on the road, covered in blood.

The mask on his face also trembled slightly, as if extremely angry.

"Damn..."

"I've already explained that the curse of your Twilight Bell Church has nothing to do with the Vanity Sect. Why don't you believe it?"

"You lunatic, you are provoking the Vanity Sect, you really deserve to die!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his chest heaved violently.

But in his eyes.

Slowly, the air twisted into a ball.

An old man wearing a priest's uniform and a hood with his face covered came out slowly.

Matthew said in an old voice: "I don't care about the provocation or not, many people want to watch the evening bell weaken and plant undercover agents in the evening bell."

"I allow it."

"But I don't allow this disgusting curse to exist."

"I have to find a force to come out and warn others, so that other people know that as long as Mu Zhong is with me, no matter who it is, I have to follow the rules."

Moser sneered, got up from the ground, and took out a sharp dagger.

There are many strange lines engraved on the dagger, and there is a transparent human face floating in it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that you are powerful, but if you think you can kill me so easily, then you are just too crazy."

After speaking, there was a flash of struggle in his eyes, and then he resolutely inserted the dagger into his chest.

But at this moment.

Matthew on the opposite side exclaimed: "Alvin..."