Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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When Du Wei finished his last sentence.

The atmosphere around him suddenly changed drastically.

Thick malice emanated from the golden balance.

The huge statue seemed to be looking down on Du Wei, and the indifferent mask was full of inhuman fear.

The air was oppressive to the extreme.

Du Wei felt a real crisis.

He could barely breathe.

There was also a sharp buzzing in the ears.

There was even more intense pain in the heart.

He could even hear every beat of the heart, the sound of blood flowing through the blood vessels at a faster speed.

Du Wei bent down, hummed and covered his heart.

Blood dripped down the mask, soaking his collar.

This is not the most painful.

The most painful thing was the sound of the pointer turning crazily in his mind.

Ka Ka Ka...

Antique Clockwork seems to know what he wants to do next.

Using another method to stop Du Wei.

Du Wei gritted his teeth, covered his head and growled in pain.

That voice was too hideous.

So much so that the black shadows didn't dare to step forward.

The envelope couldn't figure out what happened. It could only be suspended beside Du Wei, with various words emerging.

【Master, your current state is very bad, what happened? 】

【If you continue like this, you will die...】

【You must not die! 】

Du Wei gritted his teeth, his eyes through the mask were cold and rational.

No……

It is wrong to describe it purely with reason.

Because there is still a hint of madness in it.

Fate is impermanent...

Everyone has uttered a negative cry against fate at one time or another.

But Du Wei's character is more likely to go to extremes.

He had a premonition that he was struggling so hard that he was driven by antique clocks until now.

When it fell into the desperate situation of death, it let itself see the picture of death.

When I was in peace, it gave a death picture again, making me subconsciously want to solve those people and those things...

"Why?"

Du Wei gritted his teeth and growled word by word.

He has rarely experienced the beauty of the world, it can be said that there is almost no.

Fate gave him too much torture.

And after coming to this world.

Fate is still the same for him.

The only girlfriend turned out to be marked.

I am always shrouded in the shadow of the Demon God.

No one can help him from the beginning to the end.

next second.

In Du Wei's heart, another voice sounded.

Cool and elegant.

It said, "Give me your body."

When this sentence is finished.

Time seemed to pause.

The scene in front of Du Wei suddenly blurred.

When everything becomes clearer.

He found himself in the lake of the soul.

The other Du Wei, who was wearing the same priest uniform as him, sat on the black throne and looked at him with an indifferent expression.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Du Wei looked at it, and said in a deep voice, "I, the evil spirit?"

It shook its head and said, "No, I am you."

"To be precise, I am your past."

Du Wei refused: "No, you are not my past, my past is not like this."

It said: "Why can't it be? You have been rejecting and denying all the time. You have never been afraid of any difficulties, even the evil spirit Du Wei."

"The only thing you don't want to face is the past."

"And I just happened to be your past."

"Give me your body, those so-called demon gods, I will kill them one by one with my own hands."

"As long as you are willing to accept and admit your past, everything that is bothering you now will not be worth mentioning."

Du Wei looked at himself indifferently, without saying a word.

But the other party is still saying: "Human nature,

Love, friendship, the bottom line, the so-called morality and values ​​will all become the shackles that bind you. "

"Think about the you in the past, would you be bound by these things at that time?"

"You won't, but now?"

"What made you so weak, you struggled so hard to survive under the shadow of the demon god, what exactly are you doing?"

"People can be like this, but you shouldn't, and you can't..."

Snapped……

Snapped……

Snapped……

Du Wei clapped his hands.

He said indifferently: "It's really interesting. If I hadn't merged with the evil spirit's self, I would have thought it was resurrected."

The other party was silent.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Just because of this?"

Du Wei sneered and said: "That's enough, your acting skills are too bad, its memory, personality, and thinking mode are all the same as mine, in my eyes, you are full of flaws everywhere!

"So, let me think about it, what are you? A replica made of golden scales?"

"It's ridiculous, you are worthy of replacing me?"

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

When you open it again.

The surrounding scene has returned to its previous appearance.

He knelt on the ground, his chest was already wet with blood.

And beside him, another replica exactly like him is standing on the other side, followed by another black shadow, an envelope, and floating beside him are flintlock guns, two black clown cards, dice, coins, etc. thing.

It looks more like Du Wei.

On the other hand, Du Wei's state at this time is very embarrassing.

Only the black shadow stood in front, fighting against those evil spirits.

The envelope anxiously circled around him.

【Master, you finally woke up, the envelope knows that a villain like you must not die so easily. 】

Du Wei glanced at the envelope, then at his replica, and a murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

He looks down.

Reached out and lifted the mask.

The exposed face was so pale that there was no blood.

The tip of the nose and the corners of the mouth are full of blood.

Even the corners of his eyes were bleeding.

hehe……

Du Wei sneered, wiped off the blood, and stood up straight away.

"The Clock of Lamer wants to make me its puppet."

"Golden Balance wants to make a copy and replace me, no... it wants to be Du Wei, the evil spirit."

"You two bastards, do you really think that I dare not lift the table with you?"

finished.

Du Wei held the mask and said to Sombra, "Come back!"

next second.

A black shadow instantly appeared in front of Du Wei.

Then, he took a step forward without hesitation, and at the same time Du Wei put the mask on his face again.

Shadow Possession...

Du Wei looked at the replica and said in a ruthless voice, "Although I don't know how you were made, and you are more and more like me, you will definitely die a miserable death."

finished.

Du Wei took out the clown card representing the wish, and said in a cold voice: "From now on, my real name will be concealed. I can be Du Wei, the Duke, or the evil spirit Du Wei."

A cold and deep breath came from the fingertips, stronger than ever.

It seems that this desire has touched the bottom line of some existence.

wish fulfilled.

The replica on the opposite side seemed to have thought of something, and rushed over immediately, and those shadows, envelopes, and clown cards that were also copied also rushed towards Du Wei one by one.

The envelope wrapped around Du Wei.

It is anxious.

But Du Wei drew the clown card that represented the gambling game again.

At the same time, he activated the Mark ability.

During this period of time, how many evil spirits were marked by Du Wei?

Nobody knows.

Even he himself can't remember clearly.

Alvin Dawquay left him a rich "legacy" after his death.

Nearly 200 evil spirits, plus the ones that Du Wei originally marked, and now also those weird existences locked in by the shadows.

for a moment.

Countless evil spirits appeared on the entire altar, densely packed together.

The coldness they form is like substance.

Malice surged, causing the replica to stop abruptly.

Du Wei looked at it and said indifferently: "This is a gamble, but my opponent is not you, but the golden balance, you are not qualified to fight against me, but I said, I will give it a chance. "

"If you want to become me, you can! As you wish!"

"I will make the death scene I saw become a reality."

"It's just that you will die instead of me."

"Now, the game starts! Let's change our identities!"