Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Four hundred and seventy-four, the altar

June 26th.

This day will be entered in the records of the Church.

The youngest bishop has emerged since the Church was founded.

Moreover, he is also the director of the Church Tribunal.

"Praise my Lord."

"Praise my Lord."

"May the glory of the Lord be with you."

Everyone paid tribute to Du Wei.

Du Wei walked up to Skadi and others step by step, and said solemnly: "I will swear here that I will always fight against evil in my life, and always respect truth, goodness and beauty. As long as the evil does not recede, I will never give up stop."

It is simply the embodiment of justice, the quality of a saint.

Archbishop Skadi said approvingly: "You have done well enough, but only a person of high moral character like you can become the youngest bishop in the history of the church."

"I know you hate evil very much, but I also hope that you can maintain your current state and save more lost lambs."

Thompson and others on the side also said: "Your quality is worthy of our respect."

No one doubts the credibility of Du Wei's words.

Because in their view, or what they believed, everything they saw with their own eyes was Du Wei who took the lead and was always on the front line of fighting against evil spirits.

The great ones are like those heroes who live in epics.

It's perfect.

And inside Du Wei's clothes, a line of text quietly appeared on the envelope.

[The master is worthy of being a villain, and he actually joined the bishop of the church, and with so many honors added to his body, it is too hesitant to follow the master. 】

[Wait, the master is so insidious, joining the church must have his evil purpose. 】

[Could it be possible that the master wants to become the pope, and then completely destroy the church? This is too bad, I really like the envelope...]

[No, next time you can't let Sombra get the limelight, the envelope must be the owner's most loyal lackey, what clown cards, dice, coins, all come to the envelope! 】

...

The promotion ceremony lasted a whole day.

The bishops communicated enthusiastically with Du Wei one after another, and some exorcists who belonged to the referee also interacted with this saint who was widely known.

All excited.

Only Du Wei greeted them enthusiastically, but his heart was always calm.

Rituals are only superficial, done for other people to see.

What is really important is the meeting between hunters.

at night……

Cathedral of St. Portia.

Accompanied by Archbishop Skadi, Du Wei came to the underground dungeon.

It's not the first time he's here, but he hasn't observed it carefully before.

And the identity is also different.

His eyes casually looked around.

Du Wei noticed that these dungeons were actually normal rooms. After counting them, there were about a hundred of them.

Many more are hidden in the dark.

Seeing Du Wei looking at those rooms, Archbishop Skadi explained in a complicated tone: "The news released by the church is that the hunters are being held in dungeons."

"This is a restriction, but it can also be understood as protection."

"There used to be a hunter in every room. That was the most prosperous period of the church, but now, only you are left."

Du Wei nodded: "That's really a pity."

Archbishop Skadi seemed unwilling to say more on this topic, so he led Du Wei to a door.

wooden door.

Although it was not opened, an inexplicable chill was revealed from the gap.

It seems that there is some kind of weird and terrifying existence hidden in the door.

This is the room of Archbishop Skadi's father, the vanished Pope Phelan.

Archbishop Skadi is sixty-eight years old this year, and his father is at least eighty years old.

This is the strongest hunter of the Church.

"Your Excellency Fei Lun, Bishop Du Wei has arrived."

Archbishop Skadi's tone was very respectful.

Du Wei also bowed his head to show respect, but he entered the state of spiritual vision, observing the changes around him.

In the state of vision.

He could feel that the presence behind the door was very strange.

They are all hunters, but he is more than one level stronger than Alvin Dawque and Kane.

There is even something hidden.

Immediately afterwards.

babble...

A gust of cold wind blows in the face, and the door opens.

When I looked in, I could only see a piece of darkness, and I couldn't find anything else.

Even in the state of spiritual vision, no one can be seen.

This made Du Wei suddenly vigilant.

He seldom does anything he is not sure about unless he has to.

Being vigilant has long been his instinct, even with the Spirit Vision, he can only see a piece of darkness, unable to know where the other party is, this is the first time this has happened.

It would be reasonable to say that Du Wei couldn't see it before.

For him now, his spiritual vision is basically the perspective of the evil spirit Du Wei.

It is impossible for the demon to confuse his vision.

At this time, the voice of Pope Feilun also sounded.

Tired and old, his hoarseness revealed inexplicable weariness: "You wait outside, let Mr. Du Wei come in."

Archbishop Skadi said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Then he backed away.

Du Wei glanced expressionlessly at the darkness behind the door.

Still haven't seen where the owner of the voice is.

But he noticed something was wrong.

This voice came from the door.

In other words, the owner of the voice was not in this room, and he used another weird method to let himself hear his voice.

If this is the case, it is still within the scope of its own acceptance.

Um……

Just like when he met Moser, Du Wei used to estimate his chances of killing the other party in his heart.

Should not be big.

But if something happened, the other party would not be able to kill him.

A little too cautious.

Think about it.

Du Wei stepped in.

The door slammed shut.

Vision is dark.

Immediately afterwards, a bright green flame lit up.

Du Wei subconsciously put his hand on the flintlock in his pocket, but when the fire was lit, the person who appeared in front of him was his old acquaintance, Hunter Kane.

Kane held a candle in his hand, glanced at Du Wei, and said in a deep voice: "Come with me, this is not a place to talk."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the wall of the room twisted.

Faint ripples appeared.

This scene seems to be extremely exaggerated, and it has exceeded the reality of cognition.

But Du Wei didn't say much, and walked behind Kane.

It's like a tactile sensation across the water.

Du Wei's vision suddenly widened.

There is chaos in the space.

At this time, what appeared in front of him was a very large underground space.

Sculptures of crosses and crowns of thorns can be seen everywhere.

A tall altar of about 100 square meters was erected from the ground.

In the center of the altar is a pool of blood, constantly tumbling foam, and the shattering of each foam forms a wail in the ear.

It's like the soul is screaming.

The altar was divided into five corners, but at this moment, there were only two old men with haggard faces sitting like corpses.

From the altar as the center, there are huge bookshelves around it.

It extends to a height of more than ten meters from bottom to top.

This is the core area in the true sense of the church.

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